Funkin' Up The Country

Lyrics: 

FUNKIN’ UP THE COUNTRY
©Weston Harvey/Denny Martin
dennymartinmusic@comcast.net
615 361 6073

He grew up watchin' mama in the kitchen
Dancin' to the funkadelic radio
Daddy spent long days plowin' on the tractor
Diggin' the tunes of Haggard and Jones
When the boy turned 10, got a telecaster
Practiced all day on Workin' Man Blues
Mama and daddy would laugh and listen
Never heard Merle with a get down groove

Boom, boom, boom, kick in a kick drum, can't stay sittin' long
Bam, bam, bam, add a little backbeat, turn up the heat
*Born and raised in the backwoods of Kentucky
With a tele and a wah wah, he was FUNKIN' UP THE COUNTRY

Got his first job workin' in a road house
Pullin' the beer and pushin' a broom
After last call when the joint was empty
He'd hop on stage, start singin' them tunes
One Friday night there was standin' room only
The band didn't show and he got his chance
Rockin' the house with his Ring Of Fire
Shoulda seen the people jump up and dance...to the

Chorus *Girls were fallin’ for the boy from Kentucky

Signed a record deal, started rollin' in the money
Lovin' ev'ry minute justa FUNKIN' UP THE COUNTRY

Boom, boom, boom, kick in a kick drum, can't stay sittin' long
Bam, bam, bam, add a little backbeat, turn up the heat
Boom, boom, boom, kick in a kick drum, can't stay sittin' long
Bam, bam, bam, add a little backbeat, turn up the heat
Ev'rybody was screamin' for the boy from Kentucky
With a tele and a wah wah, he was FUNKIN' UP THE COUNTRY

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