Acid Country Songtext
von Tim Wilson

Mama made us listen to Pink Floyd and Floyd Cramer
We had three square meals of mushrooms and cornbread
Mama′s kitchen smelled a lot like incense and cathead biscuits
We'd watch Porter and Dolly then throw on the Grateful Dead
Born and raised on acid country
Eating turnip greens and a handful of Debutol
Daddy couldn′t take it he had to go You can't play Hendrix on a banjo
Mama Walked The Floor and laid another brick in The Wall
Our heroes were Roy Acuff and Abbey Hoffman
And we grew up outside of Woodstock, Tennessee
Listening to Faron Young and a side of Inagaddadivita
Mama made a well rounded outcast out of me
Born and raised on acid country


Eating cold ham-hocks and a handful of Placidils
Daddy couldn't take it he had to go
Playing Alice Cooper on a dobro
Wearing leather hip huggers working in the cotton mill
And if you Don′t eat your meat you can′t have any pudding
And son you're walking on the Fighting Side Of Me
Excuse me while I kiss the sky
I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die
Chet Atkins playin′ a "Guitar On the MTV"
Born and raised on acid country
Making Smoke On Water sound a lot like Uncle Pen
Daddy couldn't take it he had to go
You can′t mix Deep Purple and Bill Monroe
And Sunshine Of Your Love while yodeling