From the recording What is Country Music Without the Yodel
Lyrics
Don’t let me stand in the way
Of you all having fun
Everybody looks the same
Can’t tell you from any one
You can clap hands in rhythm
And dance in one straight line
Me, I’m stumbling with the boys
Beneath the neon sign
If Hank ain’t on the bandstand
Buck Owens ain’t on the box
Close Up the Honky Tonks
Tighten down the locks
Bartender, pour another
Because tonight I’m getting totaled
Hey, what good is country music
Without the yodel
Yodel
No you don’t want to change at all
Not even just a little
You bury that old steel guitar
Forget about the fiddle
And that high lonesome sound
It what you don’t want to hear
You want all the bubbles
But me, I’ll take the beer
If Hank ain’t on the bandstand
And the Hag ain’t on the box
Lord, I got the Workin’ Man Blues
On the Big City streets I walk
Bartender, pour another
Because tonight I’m getting totaled
Hey, what good is country music
Without the yodel
Yodel