David Allan Coe — Mister Don’t Speak Bad About My Music

I spent most of my life in king sized cities With every luxury at my command I've never had a horse or saddle I’ve never, ever owned a piece of land Bright lights of the city keep me going From early morning til I get my pay Friday night I'm in some downtown honky tonk Singing the songs that I've heard the jukebox play Hey Mister don’t talk bad about my music Be careful what you say about my clothes Hey Mister I sing what they call country music And I love it, I just want the world to know I know I'll never make it in a small town I need those bright lights whirling around my head That don't mean that you won't find me dreaming About chucking fences, running my own spread I guess I'll always be part of the rush hour Looking forward til I get my pay Friday night I'm in some downtown honky tonk Singing the songs that I've heard the jukebox play Hey Mister don't talk bad about my music Be careful what you say about my clothes Hey Mister I sing what they call country music And I love it, I just want the world to know