The Night They Killed Country Music

G G7 C I was there the night they killed country music G D D7 G G G7 Well, the bull was buckin' hard C G And the scene was so bizarre D7 As a busload of tourists wandered in G G7 They'd never seen a wrench C G And most of them spoke French D7 G And they all got up to see if they could dance G G7 And up there on the stage C G A band called Prairie Sage D7 Was tryin' to keep the old ways alive G G7 But the urbans, they wouldn't listen C G Well, they bought t-shirts and went pissin' D7 G Off all the locals for comin' to this dive C G7 C And I was there the night they killed country music G D7 I was sittin' on a barstool cryin' in my beer G G7 C I was there the night they killed country music G D7 D G In one evenin', they destroyed the last fifty years G G7 C G D D7 G G G7 Well, they all wore Calvin Kleins C G The hub there, tied behind D7 The little golden coxcomb on the chain G G7 As I sat there on the back row C G Tryin' to hear the dobro D7 G I swear I heard one old-timer sang (Hear him sang! C G7 N.C. C I was there the night they killed country music G D7 I was sittin' on a barstool cryin' in my beer G G7 C I was there the night they killed country music G D7 D G In one evenin', they destroyed the last fifty years G N.C. D7 N.C. D G In one evenin', they destroyed the last fifty years