John Anderson - Funky Country lyrics

Callin' all you country boys And girls from Dixieland Callin' all you folks up north Y'all come on and give us a hand Callin' all the former's daughters Callin' all the preacher's sons It don't matter where you're born and bred We're callin' on everyone Who want to put a little tonk in their country Put a little funk in the groove We're gonna raise some hell, gonna ring your bell We're gonna make you people move We got bluegra** punks, pigs and thugs And big girls gettin' down Don't give a flip about your politics Homegrown or raised uptown People, take a good look around It's a funky country We've come to town from miles around From both sides of the tracks Everything from nose rings To them big old cowboy hats We're all just a little bit different We got our own philosophies But when we get together We're just one big family And we got a little tonk in our country Got a little funk in the groove We're gonna raise some hell, we're gonna ring your bell We're gonna make you people move We got bluegra** punks, pigs and thugs And big girls gettin' down Don't give a flip about your politics Homegrown or raised uptown People, take a good look around It's a funky country Red and yellow, black and white On a new thread white and blue Country fad or city fad Anything you wanna do Bang your head till you break your neck Docey Do your girl around When you hear that music fusion Throw you a big hoedown And we got a little tonk in our country Got a little funk in the groove We're gonna raise some hell, gonna ring your bell We're gonna make you people move We got bluegra** punks, pigs and thugs Big girls gettin' down Don't give a flip about your politics Homegrown or raised uptown People, take a good look around It's a funky country People, take a good look around It's a funky country