The Bellamy Brothers
We’re Just A Little Ole Country Band
We got a farm out in the countryside
We’re eating chicken that is southern fried
We love our women that are countrified
Running barefoot in the sand

We like a guitar that is finely tuned
Like making love under a silvery moon
We’ll be coming to your town real soon
We’re just a little ole country band

We’re just a little ole country band
We’re playing songs about the promise land
We speak a language you can understand
And singing from our souls

We’re just a little ole country band
Been playing music since time began
We’re just a little ole country band
That loves to rock-n-roll

We play it hard and then we play it back
We go from mooching to a cardiac
We’re driving trucks instead of Cadillacs
Hammering down across the land

Little girl get out your dancing shoes
Tell the old man to throw away his blues
We’re gonna make it so you just can’t lose
We’re just a little ole country band
We play it hard and then we play it back
We go from mooching to a cardiac
We’re driving trucks instead of Cadillacs
Hammering down across the land

We’re just a little ole country band
We’re playing songs about the promise land
We speak a language you can understand
And singing from our souls

We play it hard and then we play it back
We go from mooching to a cardiac
We’re driving trucks instead of Cadillacs
Hammering down across the land