Acid Country

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