"Dear Country Music" lyrics

"Dear Country Music"

Country music nowadays
It ain't my favorite type
Well I rather see my heroes
Play and sing all night

And I was born too late
So I guess I'll settle for this
But play me a Hank song
And I'll try to imagine it

Dear country music
I just want you to know
When you censor a heart
You only get back half his soul
And I'm sorry 'cause I don't hate it
I just hate the pony show
I think it's all time we step back
And listen to a song Hank Williams wrote

I'm not saying
That things should never change
And I know it's always different
With every single age

I want an honest song
Some three chords and the truth
Is that too much to ask
Or am I just a burden to you?

Dear country music
I wanted you to know
When you censor a heart
You only get back half his soul
And I'm sorry 'cause I don't hate it
But I hate the pony show
I think it's all time we step back
And listen to a song Merle Haggard wrote

Now I'm not saying there's people out there that are doing it right
This song's not about the music
It's about the spotlight

So dear country music
I just thought you should know
When you censor a heart
You only get back half his soul
And I'm sorry 'cause I hate it
And I hate the pony show
I think it's all time we step back
And listen to a song our heroes wrote


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