George Jones

George Jones (Words/Music David Stephenson copyright 2012) You can drown the Opry, it's been dead for years You can drown the Opry, and I won't shed a tear But Lord don't wash, George Jones away He loves his lawn tractor for quick liquor runs He's been getting wobbly since 1961 If you see him drunk in Nashville, makin' the scene Won't you bequeth him some gold water wings So don't wash George Jones away The rats and songwriters will survive the flood Floatin' on their guitars and chewing their cud Rats and songwriters don't give a damn As long as they're drawing their royalty checks Direct deposit those royalty checks....Lord! You can't kill Waylon, he's already dead You can't drown Willie, he's gettin' high in Texas The ghost of Hank Williams hangs like a dream Protected from danger by a chicken wire screen Pray don't wash George Jones away.