A Real Country Song (Mr. DJ) Songtext
von Dale Watson

Mr. DJ
Can′t you please play
A real country song?
Where's your conscience? Thank you all
Hey, what′s the problem now?
I'm serious y'all gotta speak up
And you gotta call ′em up and tell ′em what's wrong

Say, play Loretta
Or some Conway
Some Haggard and George Jones

Mr. DJ
Won′t you please play
A real country song? (That's right)

I miss that station I grew up on
W.S.M.
It was real, and it was country to the bone
And heartfelt stories in every song
Don′t you rock it? If you could swing it?
Let Bob Wills take me home


Mr. DJ
Can't you please play
A real country song? (Here it goes)

Now in recent years, y′all, things sure have changed
So quick we've barely noticed
But it's plain to see that pretty soon there′s gonna be not one
Not one country legend walking among us
Like the drive-in picture shows
And the Mom and Pop stores
It looks like they′ll all be gone

Like a DJ
When he plays
A real country song

I miss that station I grew up on
K.I.K.K.
When it was real, and it was country
Let me tell you to the bone
And heartfelt stories in every song


Don't you rock it? If you could swing it?
Let Bob Wills take me home
Mr. DJ
Can′t you please play
A real country song?

Hey, don't you rock it?
If you could swing it?
Let Bob Wills take me home
Mr. DJ
Can′t you please play
A real country song?

Thank you

I don't wanna cover up our fiddle player
Dan Ravey on the fiddle everybody, Dan Ravey
I ain′t been right since I've been left