That'll Be The Day

When the sun burns out and the grass turns red
When the stars don't shine and the desert ain't dry and the bream don't bed
When the Mississippi river ain't muddy and the Stones don't rock and roll
When Strait ain't the king of country and Jesus don't save your soul

That'll be the day. That'll be the day when
My dog don't hunt, and I sell my guns and I park this Cheverolet
And I'll be raising redneck hell until I'm knocking on heaven's door
Yeah, that'll be the day, that'll be the day
I ain't country anymore

Yeah, when Moma's don't pray and running backs don't run
When every dirt road gets paved and when I ain't damn proud of where I'm from
God I hope it never comes cause

That'll be the day. That'll be the day when
My dog don't hunt, and I sell my guns and I park this Cheverolet
And I'll be raising redneck hell until I'm knocking on heaven's door
Yeah, that'll be the day, that'll be the day
I ain't country anymore

When them county line fires quit burning, when corner stores don't sell cold beer
If this big rock ain't stopped turning, it'll be time to get outta here

Cause that'll be the day, yeah, that'll be the day when
My dog don't hunt, and I sell my guns and I park this Cheverolet
And I'll be raising redneck hell until I'm knocking on heaven's door
Yeah, that'll be the day, that'll be the day
I ain't country anymore

That'll be the day, I ain't country anymore
That'll be the day, yeah
That'll be the day, that'll be the day