Playin' George Lyrics

On a Friday night

In the pale moonlight

we were out for a drive

I was feelin' alright

I put on the radio

A little George Jones

when she crinkled up her nose

& said "Could ya put some Luke Bryan on?"

If you turn down my Jones

I'll take your ass back home

I don't like pop country

I just can't sing along

If I wanted Rock n' Roll

I'd put on the Rolling Stones

If ya turn down my Jones

I'll take your ass back home

I took a wander down

A little bar downtown

I had a few rounds

On the Karaoke stage I was found

They asked me for my song

I said "Put some White Lightnin' on!"

Then the DJ gave me a frown

n' said "Naw man, that's too damn loud!"

If you turn down my Jones

I'll take my ass back home

I'm tired of pop music

I just can't sing along

Give me something with some soul

From down in Muscle Shoals

If ya turn down my Jones

I'll take my ass back home

At the end of the night

I was feelin' pretty tore up inside

Kinda feeling like an old sad song

When the possum comes along

N' the whiskey tastes just right

In the pale moonlight

When everything's gone wrong

I still got my George Jones

If you turn down my Jones

I'd rather stay here at home

You can't heal hurtin'

With a Blake Shelton song

I just want to get stoned

Put he "He Stopped Lovin' Her" On

If ya turn down my Jones

I'll take my ass back home

If ya turn down my Jones

I'll take your ass back home

If ya turn down my Jones

I think I'd rather stay here right at

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