Three Chord Country and American Rock & Roll Songtext
von Keith Anderson

Yeah
How ′bout a little fiddle?
That sounds good

Cut of Wranglers and bikinis on the Rarrow Bridge
Dive into the river, then climb up and jump again
When the sun is settin', we head down to the beer barn
Grab a couple keggers, then we roll out to the farm
Where′s the band now?

Park our pickups in a circle
Let the tailgates down
Laugh while everybody's gettin' drunk as Cooter Brown
Crankin′ everything from Brooks & Dunn to Aerosmith
Out here in the country, that′s the way we get our kicks

Yeah, let's keep it simple y′all, in everything we do
Got our own kind of laid-back livin'
If you don′t mind, thank you
We love the kind of music you can feel down in your soul
Give us Three Chord Country and American Rock & Roll
Yeah


We like to pick our guitars with the neighbors all night long
Sip on Granny's moonshine as we sing Bocephus songs
Listen to ol′ Grandad preach about Red, White, And Blue
And how he kicked Hitler's ass in 1942

Yeah, let's keep it simple y′all, in everything we do
Got our own kind of laid-back livin′
If you don't mind, thank you
We love the kind of music you can feel down in your soul
Give us Three Chord Country and American Rock & Roll

Old dogs and watermelon wine does us just fine
Little pink houses, and I walk the line
It doesn′t take much to have ourselves a good time, yeah

Yeah, let's keep it simple y′all, in everything we do
Got our own kind of laid-back livin'
If you don′t mind, thank you
We love the kind of music you can feel down in your soul
Give us Three Chord Country and American Rock & Roll

Yeah, give us Three Chord Country and American Rock & Roll
Tell me now, does fort worth ever cross your mind, darling?
I'm wanted dead or alive