[Verse 1]
Well...my cousin taught me how to pick the guitar
When both of us we were boys back on the farm
Well we played country music in the kitchen
And got down on rock and roll out behind the barn
[Chorus]
We played country music to the beat of rock and roll
We sang country lyrics to the rhythm in our soul
While the young folks were rocking
All the old folks clapped their hands
Well, country rock would come alive
In the heart of Dixieland
[Verse 2]
Well, while I played the flat top he played the fiddle
We formed ourselves a little country band
But we found ourselves just caught right in the middle
For those rock 'n lovers out in the country land
[Chorus]
We played country music to the beat of rock and roll
We sang country lyrics to the rhythm in our soul
While the young folks were rocking
All the old folks clapped their hands
Well, country rock would come alive
In the heart of Dixieland
[Chorus]
We played country music to the beat of rock and roll
We sang country lyrics to the rhythm in our soul
While the young folks were rocking
All the old folks clapped their hands
Well, country rock would come alive
In the heart of Dixieland
[Verse 3]
My cousin taught me how to pick the guitar
When both of us we were boys back on the farm
Well, we played country music in the kitchen
And got down on rock and roll out behind the barn
[Tag]
Country rock would come alive
In the heart of Dixieland