Robbie Fulks - Countrier Than Thou lyrics

Countrier Than Thou, Countrier Than Thou You weren't raised in a shack so you better not act so Countrier Than Thou Some people just don't understand it If you come from where the kudzu grows They think the south is like a planet of peckerwoods and bozos When I was young I picked some tubers Even took a swig of moonshine But I never saw so many goobers Until the day I crossed that line Countrier Than Thou, Countrier Than Thou You wasn't born in a cave so you better not behave so Countrier Than Thou Down at the bar a-spinnin Haggard he wore a Johnny Reb tattoo Overalls he spat and swaggered, lord he was a Boston Jew He loved bluegra** oh, brother when I said Shania he sneered "That's a word I wouldn't know of We like to keep it down-home up here" Countrier Than Thou, Countrier Than Thou You aint never read your bible, tell me why's your vibe all Countrier Than Thou Home is nice and Dixie's nice And everyone likes a thing that's nice But everybody likes you better by far When you are what you are Not a hillbilly dilletante, fair weather hick, Demi-something (clyde, clod), faux po'folks, well-readneck Robert-E.-come-lately hayseed wanna-be undercover Yankee Mississippi Ph. D., Alabamateur, 50% less Tarheel armchair Arkansan He's got a ranch he wears a Stetson He's a hip-shooting ex-oil king He even talks like Buddy Ebsen But he's sitting in the West Wing Frankenstein I'm well aware of But won't somebody please explain How you get a county sherrif walking with a fratboy's brain Countrier Than Thou, Countrier Than Thou Well you went to Andover What's the banjo fer? Countrier Than Thou