Karaoké My Kind of Music Ray Scott

Well I met this girl I swore was close to perfect

I could see the ring the dress and the whole nine yards

I had a country station on and she reached and turned it

Said she couldn't stand the sound of a steel guitar

We hit the town to catch the early movie

And ol' Kris Kristofferson played the leading role

I said that's my man she said who's he

So I jumped up and said girl we gotta go

She don't like to play my kind of music

She's never heard a

Waylon Jennings song

She's never been a fan of Willie Nelson

So there ain't no way in hell we'll get along

She told me she thinks country music's hokey

She said you can't dance to it and all the songs are sad

I cocked my eyebrow and said you must be jokin'

There ain't no excuse for havin' taste that bad'

Then I asked her if she'd heard of Alan Jackson

And she said didn't he sing that song called

Where Were You and I said yeah but girl that man's a living legend

She said really

I thought he was new

No she don't like to play my kind of music

She's never heard of

David Allen Coe

But she can't get enough of Whitney Houston

And I'm thinkin' Lord that's all I need to know

So when the night was over

I walked her to her door

And I bid that girl an overdue farewell

And without a goodnight kiss I jumped back in my truck

Turned on some hank and cranked it loud as hell

No she don't like to play my kind of music

She don't know 'sunday mornin comin down

She can't see what's so cool about he stopped lovin her today'

Or 'angel flying too close to the ground

She told me that she sort of liked the Eagles

But she couldn't name one hit by Johnny Cash

No she don't like to play my kind of music

So I had to tell that girl to kiss my ass