Johnny Cash Junkie

I grew up on Waylon, Willie and the Stones

Soundtrack to my life is a hillbilly song

Old boys like Merle, that man in black

Said what they wanted, never looked back

I tear up to “Crying In Time”

Me and Johnny fight to walk the line



Chorus

I still drive a pickup, I still wear boots

I grew up country, I’m proud of my roots

Red, white and blue are the colors I bleed

I’m a Johnny Cash junkie and a Buck Owens freak



We got redneck women driving ATV’s

Wearing camo bikinis on CMT

I throw back a beer, I pledge allegiance to Hank

I’ll take a little less pop, a lot more twang

Three cords and some down-home soul

Some things never grow old



I still drive a pickup, I still wear boots

I grew up country, I’m proud of my roots

Red, white and blue are the colors I bleed

I’m a Johnny Cash junkie and a Buck Owens freak



Instrumental



Three cords and some down-home soul

Some things never grow old



I still drive a pickup, I still wear boots

I grew up country, I’m proud of my roots

Red, white and blue are the colors I bleed

I’m a Johnny Cash junkie and a Buck Owens freak