Lyrics
Seems my whole life is patterned after 1963
I could go to the picture show
Or catch a country jamboree
Now there's people picking on the Opry
And we don't know who they're with
But there's too much boogie woogie
And not enough Connie Smith
The truth about the matter is enough to make you cry
If you don't know what we're talking about
Have a good day and say goodbye
Hey, that stuff they're playing on the radio
Oughta be down at the bottom of abyss
There's too much boogie woogie
And not enough Hank and Chris
I thank God for Marty Stuart
Every time he's through
And thanks to Willie Nelson
And thanks to Emmylou
Hey, we gotta be more demanding
Down at the corner pub
There's too much boogie woogie
And not enough Ernest Tubb
I thank God for Marty Stuart
Hey, every time he's through
Thanks God for Willie Nelson
And thanks for Emmylou
We gotta be more demanding
Down at the corner pub
There's too much boogie woogie
And not enough Ernest Tubb
That's right, too much boogie woogie
And not enough Ernest Tubb
Dog gone ya
