My Kind of Music

My Kind of Music - Ray Scott

Well I met this girl I swear

Was close to perfect

I could see the the dress

The whole nine yards

I had a country station on

And she reached and turned it

Said she couldn't stand

The sound of a steel guitar

We hit the town to catch the early movie

And ol' Kris Kristofferson

Played the leading role

I said ＂That's my man ＂

She said ＂WHo's he ＂

So I jumped up and ＂said Girl we gotta go ＂

She don't like to play my kind of music

SHe's never heard a Waylon Jennings song

She's never been a fan of Willie Nelson

So there ain't no way in hell we'll get along

She told me she thinks country music's hokey

Said you can't dance to

It and all the songs are sad

I cocked my eyebrows and

Said ＂You must be joking＂

＂There ain't no excuse

For having taste that bad＂

Then I asked her if she heard of Alan Jackson

She said ＂Didn't he sing

That song called ＂Where were You ＂

I said ＂Yeah but that man's a living legend＂

She said ＂Really I Thought he was new＂

No she don't like to play my kind of music

She's never heard of David Allan Coe

She can't get enough of Whitney Houston

And I'm thinking Lord

That's all I need to know

So when the night was over

I walked her to her door

And I bid that girl an overdue farewell

And without a goodnight kiss

I jumped back in my truck

Turned on some Hank and

Cranked it lout as hell

No she don't like to play my kind of music

She don't know

＂Sunday Morning Coming Down＂

She can't see what's so cool

About ＂He Stopped Loving Her Today＂

Or ＂Angels Flying Too Close to the Ground＂

She told me that she sort of likes The Eagles

But she couldn't name one hit by Johnny Cash

No she don't like to play my kind of music

So I had to tell that girl to kiss my a**