Tom T Hall is forty now and so is Bobby Bare Willie Nelson's gettin' grey and Faron Young don't care But the young ones keep on coming on the old are slow to go Let there be country and let the country grow Let there be country let the music roll along Let there be country and let me share the song
No one picks like Bill Monroe and don't George Jones sing great I can tell that the people care by the people at my gate Webb Pierce invites the tourists in and Ray keeps them away Let there be country and let the country play Let there be country...
Ernest Tubb's got all of the soul he's had for all these years Porter Wagoner's recitation still bring me to tears And when they do play Kitty Wells you know she's still the Queen Let there be country and keep the country green Let there be country...
Little Jimmy Dickens still sends shivers through the crowd Mother Maybelle whispers now but the heart comes through real loud Gene Autry don't sing no more good old Tex Ritter's gone And somewhere downtown Nashville a young man just got off the bus With a guitar in his hands a pocket full of songs A lot of talent and a heart full of hope And he's gonna be the next big country star and the country wheels roll on Let there be country... Let there be country...
