Robbie Fulks, "Every Kind of Music but Country"

Well I'd been hounding her for such a long time
Trying to impress her with my hillbilly wiles
But she told me I was barking up the wrong tree
She liked every kind of music but country

Every kind of music but country
She liked it fast, she liked it loud, she liked it funky
She liked everything about me 'cept for one thing
She liked every kind of music but country

Well I thought I had a big one on the line
When she said listening to music was her favorite pastime
But she told me I was trying to swim upstream
She liked every kind of music but country

Every kind of music but country
She liked it fast, she liked it loud, she liked it funky
She liked everything about me 'cept for one thing
She liked every kind of music but country

Well she saw I had a guitar in my hand
But she never heard me playin' til the night she heard my band
And now she can't remember havin' told me
She liked every kind of music but country

Every kind of music but country
She liked it fast, she liked it loud, she liked it funky
She liked everything about me 'cept for one thing
She liked every kind of music but country