The Last Country Song (feat. John Anderson & George Jones)

There is a roadhouse just outside of town on a two-lane blacktop

Where all the folks come to hear country music play

And every year the city's gettin' closer, Lord knows it won't stop

And old Hank the bartender gave us the bad news today

Yeah, he said

This land was our land but, Lord, now it's their land

And we're still here but not for long

So let's raise a cold one and play all the old ones

'Til we've sung the last country song

There's three hundred acres of cotton, corn and a little bit of gravel

All bought up by a builder from downtown

Tomorrow when the earth starts a shakin' and the walls start to rattle

A big bulldozer's gonna take Hank's Roadhouse down

So everybody sing

This land was our land but, Lord, now it's their land

And we're still here but not for long

So let's raise a cold one and play all the old ones

'Til we've sung the last country song

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Will we play "Swingin'" or "He Stopped Loving Her Today"?

It's really sad to see it end this way

This land was our land but, Lord, now it's their land

And we're still here but not for long

So let's raise a cold one and play all the old ones

'Til we've sung the last country song

'Til we've sung the last country song

Oh, we've sung the last country song

Oh, we've sung the last country song