Lyrics
I don't know what you think you've been told
If I ever was for sale, I've never sold
It's short on flashing lights and rhinestone clothes
1800 miles from music row
It's Tyson songs on the fiddle and guitar
And the pedal steel man drives a real mean bar
You won't hear it on your radio
It's 1800 miles from music row
You ain't cool if you ain't counter-culture weird
And it ain't a red dirt band if the band don't all got beards
We don't got these kinds of cliques where I was grown
1800 miles from music row
You won't hear a speech or see me dance
That microphone gonna stay clipped in the stand
I won't pretend that it might contend for best in show
It's 1800 miles from music row