This Is Getting Funny, But There Ain't

Got My Allman Brothers Cassettes Stacked Up On The Dash, Got Some Jack Back In The Trunk And A Tank Full Of Gas.

Besides That, I Felt Guilty. I Thought For Some Reason... I Was Alive, And Buddy And Those Boys Were Dead, And I Didn't Know How, But Somehow I'd Caused It.

You've Got To Care About The Music...you'd Better Not Be Doing It For The Publicity, The Fame Or The Money. And You'd Sure Better Not Be Doing It Because It's A Way To Make A Living, 'cause That Ain't Always Going To Be Easy. You Got To Believe It, Believe In The Music. You Got To Mean It.

I Say, Lord, Do Right Be Me, I'm Tired Of Being Lonesome, On'ry, And Mean.

Country Music Isn't A Guitar, It Isn't A Banjo, It Isn't A Melody, It Isn't A Lyric. It's A Feeling.