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When I pulled in to the home of country music There was a worn out for sale sign stuck in the lawn I tried my best to track down those who built it But they all passed away or plum moved on I drove on down to what I thought was the Grand Ole Opry To find that stained glass cast on some empty pews I couldn't hear Whisperin' Bill or see Porter's rhinestones shine on stage Just an echo of how we use to be down on Broadway I'm decades late to a ten year town The radio station done changed its sound To a hip hop beat with a drum track loop That they call country music I came out here so I could write and sing Not rap on stage wearin' skinny jeans Good thing I don't mind sticking out of the in-crowd 'Cause I'm a few decades late to make it in a ten year town A honkey tonk use to be a tonk where a honky drank Now it's a dance club playin' Top 40 from an MP3 I found out the hard way, a band's been replaced by a DJ Who don't know "You Never Even Called Me By My Name" I'm decades late to a ten year town The radio station done changed its sound To a hip hop beat with a drum track loop Letras de cancionesThat they call country music I came out here so I could write and sing Not rap on stage wearin' skinny jeans Good thing I don't mind sticking out of the in-crowd 'Cause I'm a few decades late to make it In a ten year town I came out here so I could write and sing Not rap on stage wearin' skinny jeans Good thing I don't mind sticking out of the in-crowd 'Cause I'm a few decades late to make it in a ten year town They can't pay me enough to shake it I've had about all I can take In this ten year town From Letras Mania