Il testo della It was an absolutely finger lickin', grits and chicken, country music love song

The day i came to hollywood,
I got off the bus, just me an' my guitar.
My hair was all jacked-up for jesus,
It got real quiet when i walked in that bar.
Some mean old guy just walked on by,
With a devil tattoo and an' erring in his nose.
Well, i tried to introduce myself,
But no-one took the time to say hello.

So i pulled out my guitar,
An' i launched into a dolly parton song.
An' before i knew it,
Coats of many colors began to sing along.
And it wasn't one of them lyin', cryin', cheatin', dyin',
Somebody-done-somebody-wrong songs.
It was an absolutely finger lickin', grits & chicken,
Country music love song.

Now i realised this city life,
Musta taken a toll on all them lonesome souls.
An' i couldn't help wonder what would make a guy,
Wanna wear women's clothes.
When finally, a real man sat next to me,
An' ordered a tequila.
Well, he turned an' smiled an' shook my hand,
An' said: "hi there, my name is sheila."

He said: "i heard you from across the room.
"is that what they call a mountain music song?"
He said: "i must admit, i laughed at first,
"then i found myself singin' along."
And it wasn't one of them lyin', cryin', cheatin', dyin',
Somebody-done-somebody-wrong songs.
It was an absolutely finger lickin', grits & chicken,
Country music love song.

Well, i had a fall, i liked them all,
But i could never call this place my home.
An' as my bus rode past that bar,
I swore i could hear 'em singin' on.

And it wasn't one of them lyin', cryin', cheatin', dyin',
Somebody-done-somebody-wrong songs.
It was an absolutely finger lickin', grits & chicken,
Country music love song.
It was.