Biography:
Dallas Wayne considers himself lucky to be able to make a living doing something he loves. Some people might say it has more to do with talent than luck. But throughout a career that has taken Dallas around the world as a songwriter, singer, actor and radio deejay, he claims he's never had a real job.
A native of Springfield, Missouri, Dallas began performing professionally in 1975, and by the age of 18 he had toured throughout the entire U.S. and Canada.
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Well, you called my kin-folk trash all of their lives
I'm a chip off the heap, ask anyone of my ex-wives
C
I'm a social drinker, and I stay social all I can
A D
I'm deer-snuffin', chain-smokin', simple kind of southern man
G
First you gut our farms, and strip-mall all the five and dimes
Then you taxed our so-called sins, called our pleasures a crime
C
Now, you're turnin' our music into some kind of strage elevator noise
A D G
I think it's time for us to take one back, for the good old boys
F C G
Well, you can paint str ipes on a billy goat
F C G
Call it a tiger, if it fl oats your boat
F C G
You can make a star of a teenage girl
A D
But, one million dollars won't make her Merle
F G F G
Yeah, laser beams, and navel rings
C
And a pretty face, might be somethin'
D G
But, you can kiss my Ozark ass if that's country
G
There's a certain song that's got my local station stuck
It has a steel guitar, and I believe that it mentions a truck
C
But, the singer don't sound like he ever worked a stick shift
A D
Sounds more like bad Phil Collins, with a hick face lift
G
Now, I ain't denyin' that some urban moms they're fun
Yeah but, don't you try to tell me it's the way Hank wanted it done
C
You better keep your money-grubbin' hands off a pour song
A D G
And make sure Chris Gaines stays the hell off of my front lawn
F C G
Well you can take the ear off a barnyard sow
F C G
Milk it 'til it turns into a cash cow
F C G
You can lead a chick to a waterin' hole
A D
But you can't make her take a drink, until she gets white soul
F G
Might be rock
F G
Might be schlock
C
It might be the Beatles or Monkees
D G
But, you can kiss my Ozark ass if that's country
F G F G
Yeah, laser beams, and them navel rings
C
And a pretty face, might be somethin'
D G
But, you can kiss my Ozark ass if that's country
G G
If that's country, I don't think that's really country.
G
Well, you called my kin-folk trash all of their lives
I'm a chip off the heap, ask anyone of my ex-wives
C
I'm a social drinker, and I stay social all I can
A D
I'm deer-snuffin', chain-smokin', simple kind of southern man
G
First you gut our farms, and strip-mall all the five and dimes
Then you taxed our so-called sins, called our pleasures a crime
C
Now, you're turnin' our music into some kind of strage elevator noise
A D G
I think it's time for us to take one back, for the good old boys
F C G
Well, you can paint str ipes on a billy goat
F C G
Call it a tiger, if it fl oats your boat
F C G
You can make a star of a teenage girl
A D
But, one million dollars won't make her Merle
F G F G
Yeah, laser beams, and navel rings
C
And a pretty face, might be somethin'
D G
But, you can kiss my Ozark ass if that's country
G
There's a certain song that's got my local station stuck
It has a steel guitar, and I believe that it mentions a truck
C
But, the singer don't sound like he ever worked a stick shift
A D
Sounds more like bad Phil Collins, with a hick face lift
G
Now, I ain't denyin' that some urban moms they're fun
Yeah but, don't you try to tell me it's the way Hank wanted it done
C
You better keep your money-grubbin' hands off a pour song
A D G
And make sure Chris Gaines stays the hell off of my front lawn
F C G
Well you can take the ear off a barnyard sow
F C G
Milk it 'til it turns into a cash cow
F C G
You can lead a chick to a waterin' hole
A D
But you can't make her take a drink, until she gets white soul
F G
Might be rock
F G
Might be schlock
C
It might be the Beatles or Monkees
D G
But, you can kiss my Ozark ass if that's country
F G F G
Yeah, laser beams, and them navel rings
C
And a pretty face, might be somethin'
D G
But, you can kiss my Ozark ass if that's country
G G
If that's country, I don't think that's really country.
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