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 sometimes felt like someone 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