Merle, Hank & Johnny

When I was just a kid out in the Midwest
You grew your hair as long as it could go
Farm boys got down in the dirt and rassled
Topsoil blew as far as Ohio
Got our records up at the hardware
Spent every last dime on rock n roll
But on the radio it was Merle and Hank and Johnny
Buck Owens, Jimmy Rodgers and George Jones

Well I grew up and I drifted from the Midwest
Seen London, New York and Montreal
The music that we listened to had drum machines
We rocked as they kicked down the Berlin Wall
Though my young years sometimеs felt like someonе else’s
Everyone now and then you’d hear it wafting low
On the radio, Merle and Hank and Johnny
Buck Owens, Jimmy Rodgers and George Jones

Silver Wings, I’m So Lonesome I Could Cry
Stuck in Folsom Prison, Without You
I Got A Tiger By The Tail, Tea for Texas
Blue Must Be The Color Of The Blues

Now I scan the sunny skies of California
And I don’t know where the days of time have flown
And I look into the mirror, don’t know where that kid has gone
As even now I got a young one of my own
And I wonder what’s the music she’ll hold inside her heart
The cartoon kids they all sing rock n roll
But I’ll make sure she hears Merle and Hank and Johnny
Buck Owens, Jimmy Rodgers and George Jones

Silver Wings, I’m So Lonesome I Could Cry
Stuck in Folsom Prison, Without You
I Got A Tiger By The Tail, Tea for Texas
Blue Must Be The Color Of The Blues