[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