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Na, na-na, na-na, na-na-na-na, na

Every evening, about ten
A daddy calls the family in
Momma sits at piano
And papa plays along with his little diddly-flute

And then Ally gets the Saxophone
Oh, Joe brings the slide trombone
With my guitar I keep pace
And then gramps starts us off with a slicker drived bass

It's good old fashioned music
A good old country song
Playing into the gentry, yeah
Everybody sing along

That's the way we choose it
Back where I belong
Good old fashioned music
Good old country song

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Na, na-na, na-na, na-na
Na, na-na, na-na, na-na-na, na
Hey, give your legs a treat
Stompin' to the beat
Our music's kinda sassy
Oh, but there's nothing hard and nothing classy

Bring the kids along
We gotta get em while they're young
And even if they're aging
C'mon, join in now, the party's raging

Good old fashioned music (good old fashioned music)
Good old country song (good old country song)
Playing to the gentry, yeah
Everybody sing along (everybody sing along)

That's the way we choose it
Back where I belong (back where I belong)
Good old fashioned music
Good old country song

Good old fashioned music
Good old country song (good old country song)
Playing to the gentry, yeah
Everybody sing along (everybody sing along)

That's the way we choose it (yeah!)
Back where I belong (back where I belong)
Good old fashioned music
Good old country song
Na, na-na, na-na, na-na-na
Na, na-na, na-na, na-na
Na, na-na, na-na, na-na-na, na