Country Music - The Supernaturals

It’s the company that I keep

It’s the company that I keep

Maybe that’s why I love country music

When I’m lying in my tip

It’s George Jones that I flip

Two angels blowing their trumpets on a Christmas decoration

One of them winked at me while

I was listening to the radio station

Delivery boy arrives, whistling something

That I can’t recognise, but when I do it will bring tears to my eyes

Because maybe that’s why I love country music

It’s the company that I keep

It’s the company that I keep

Maybe that’s why I love country music

It talks to me in my sleep

It talks to me in my sleep

The stars look bright tonight in the northern sky

The moon looks like a piece of flattened silver paper

I’m feeling a little down

I’m feeling a little trash

I stretch out on my bed and listen to some Johnny Cash

Maybe that’s why I love country music

It’s the company that I keep

It’s the company that I keep

Maybe that’s why I love country music

When I’m lying in my tip

It’s George Jones that I flip

Maybe that’s why I love country music

It talks to me in my sleep

It talks to me in my sleep

Maybe that’s why I love country music

It talks to me in my sleep

It talks to me in my sleep