Damn Strait!

(álbum: The Hard Way - 2012)

Damn Strait, damn Jones
Damn all you smooth, country-singing cowboys
You knew what you were doing from the start
When you waltzed right in, you sang away her heart

Well she moved herself up to Nashville
And I got you fellas to thank
Willie and Merle, I'm looking at you
I'm talking about you, Hank
How could you take her just like you were picking a rose?
Damn Strait, damn Hank, damn Jones

Well in a whole town full of pied pipers
A county full of thieves
She laid her ears on that steel guitar
She's slipping out from under me
How could she leave me for someone that she don't even know?
Damn Strait, damn Hank, damn Jones

Well if you see my baby
I bet that you'll know
'Cause she took away all my records
But she forgot to take her clothes

Come on Garth, Travis Tritt
About sick and tired of all your stinking hits
That haunt my radio
Damn Strait, damn Hank, damn Jones

Damn Strait, damn Hank, damn Jones
Damn Strait, damn Hank, damn Jones