Lyrics

Forgive me but when we were introduced, we were getting plenty loose
Dancin' cheek to cheek to Alan Jackson
Thought my style was where it's at but other than my Stetson hat
It turned out she didn't like my sense of fashion

When we're rockin' to some Jones, she feels nothing in her bones
Cause my baby hates Country
My baby hates country...Baby hates Country…oh, but she loves me

Kind and funny, always will be beautiful and faithful still
It’s hard to tell if she’s the girl for me
Now I don’t mean to get anecdotal ‘bout some Jimmie Rodgers yodel
But a little D - Wight on a Saturday night never turned her on, you see

When we're rockin' to some Jones, she feels nothing in her bones
Cause my baby hates Country
My baby hates country...Baby hates Country…oh, but she loves me

She might change her mind…and that’d be mighty fine
Guess we’ll have to wait and see….

When we're rockin' to some Jones, she feels nothing in her bones
Cause my baby hates Country
My baby hates country...Baby hates Country…oh, but she loves me