Song | The Real Thing |
Artist | George Strait |
Album | The Road Less Traveled |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:Chip Taylor Music:Chip Taylor | |
I was on a bus comin' back to us | |
From Atlanta in '53 | |
And I picked up a rhythm and blues magazine | |
Layin' underneath my seat | |
And I found out the stuff they'd been playin' us | |
Wasn't made from grits and bone | |
And it would take more than the Crew Cuts | |
And Pat Boone to take me home. | |
I want the real thing | |
Give me the real thing | |
Make it loud, I'll make you proud | |
Or the songs they'd sing | |
I don't want you under my roof with your 86 proof | |
Watered down ''til it tastes like tea | |
You're gonna pull my string | |
Make it the real thing for me. | |
I remember old Elvis when he forgot | |
To remember to forget | |
And when young Johnny Cash | |
Hadn't seen this side of Big River yet | |
And when sun was more than daylight | |
Shinin'on Memphis, Tennessee | |
And old Luther and Lewis and Perkins was pickin | |
And playin' them songs for me. | |
I want the real thing | |
Give me the real thing | |
Make it loud I'll make you proud | |
Of the songs they'd sing | |
I don't want you under my roof with your 86 proof | |
Watered down 'til it tastes like tea | |
You're gonna pull my string | |
Make it the real thing for me. | |
I want the real thing | |
Give me the real thing | |
Make it loud I'll make you proud | |
Of the songs they'd sing | |
I don't want you under my roof with your 86 proof | |
Watered down 'til it tastes like tea | |
You're gonna pull my string | |
Make it the real thing for me. | |
You're gonna pull my string | |
Make it the real thing for me... |
Lyrics: Chip Taylor Music: Chip Taylor | |
I was on a bus comin' back to us | |
From Atlanta in ' 53 | |
And I picked up a rhythm and blues magazine | |
Layin' underneath my seat | |
And I found out the stuff they' d been playin' us | |
Wasn' t made from grits and bone | |
And it would take more than the Crew Cuts | |
And Pat Boone to take me home. | |
I want the real thing | |
Give me the real thing | |
Make it loud, I' ll make you proud | |
Or the songs they' d sing | |
I don' t want you under my roof with your 86 proof | |
Watered down '' til it tastes like tea | |
You' re gonna pull my string | |
Make it the real thing for me. | |
I remember old Elvis when he forgot | |
To remember to forget | |
And when young Johnny Cash | |
Hadn' t seen this side of Big River yet | |
And when sun was more than daylight | |
Shinin' on Memphis, Tennessee | |
And old Luther and Lewis and Perkins was pickin | |
And playin' them songs for me. | |
I want the real thing | |
Give me the real thing | |
Make it loud I' ll make you proud | |
Of the songs they' d sing | |
I don' t want you under my roof with your 86 proof | |
Watered down ' til it tastes like tea | |
You' re gonna pull my string | |
Make it the real thing for me. | |
I want the real thing | |
Give me the real thing | |
Make it loud I' ll make you proud | |
Of the songs they' d sing | |
I don' t want you under my roof with your 86 proof | |
Watered down ' til it tastes like tea | |
You' re gonna pull my string | |
Make it the real thing for me. | |
You' re gonna pull my string | |
Make it the real thing for me... |
Lyrics: Chip Taylor Music: Chip Taylor | |
I was on a bus comin' back to us | |
From Atlanta in ' 53 | |
And I picked up a rhythm and blues magazine | |
Layin' underneath my seat | |
And I found out the stuff they' d been playin' us | |
Wasn' t made from grits and bone | |
And it would take more than the Crew Cuts | |
And Pat Boone to take me home. | |
I want the real thing | |
Give me the real thing | |
Make it loud, I' ll make you proud | |
Or the songs they' d sing | |
I don' t want you under my roof with your 86 proof | |
Watered down '' til it tastes like tea | |
You' re gonna pull my string | |
Make it the real thing for me. | |
I remember old Elvis when he forgot | |
To remember to forget | |
And when young Johnny Cash | |
Hadn' t seen this side of Big River yet | |
And when sun was more than daylight | |
Shinin' on Memphis, Tennessee | |
And old Luther and Lewis and Perkins was pickin | |
And playin' them songs for me. | |
I want the real thing | |
Give me the real thing | |
Make it loud I' ll make you proud | |
Of the songs they' d sing | |
I don' t want you under my roof with your 86 proof | |
Watered down ' til it tastes like tea | |
You' re gonna pull my string | |
Make it the real thing for me. | |
I want the real thing | |
Give me the real thing | |
Make it loud I' ll make you proud | |
Of the songs they' d sing | |
I don' t want you under my roof with your 86 proof | |
Watered down ' til it tastes like tea | |
You' re gonna pull my string | |
Make it the real thing for me. | |
You' re gonna pull my string | |
Make it the real thing for me... |