Funky Country Lyrics - John Anderson

Callin' all you country boys 

And girls from Dixieland 

Callin' all you folks up north 

Y'all come on and give us a hand 

Callin' all the former's daughters 

Callin' all the preacher's sons 

It don't matter where you're born and bred 

We're callin' on everyone 

Who want to put a little tonk in their country 

Put a little funk in the groove 

We're gonna raise some hell, gonna ring your bell 

We're gonna make you people move 

We got bluegrass punks, pigs and thugs 

And big girls gettin' down 

Don't give a flip about your politics 

Homegrown or raised uptown 

People, take a good look around 

It's a funky country 

We've come to town from miles around 

From both sides of the tracks 

Everything from nose rings 

To them big old cowboy hats 

We're all just a little bit different 

We got our own philosophies 

But when we get together 

We're just one big family 

And we got a little tonk in our country 

Got a little funk in the groove 

We're gonna raise some hell, we're gonna ring your bell 

We're gonna make you people move 

We got bluegrass punks, pigs and thugs 

And big girls gettin' down 

Don't give a flip about your politics 

Homegrown or raised uptown 

People, take a good look around 

It's a funky country 

Red and yellow, black and white 

On a new thread white and blue 

Country fad or city fad 

Anything you wanna do 

Bang your head till you break your neck 

Docey Do your girl around 

When you hear that music fusion 

Throw you a big hoedown 

And we got a little tonk in our country 

Got a little funk in the groove 

We're gonna raise some hell, gonna ring your bell 

We're gonna make you people move 

We got bluegrass punks, pigs and thugs 

Big girls gettin' down 

Don't give a flip about your politics 

Homegrown or raised uptown 

People, take a good look around 

It's a funky country 

People, take a good look around 

It's a funky country