Colin Aerts - She Don't Like Country Music

We've been having trouble for awhile
It's not her, it's me, I don't know what to do
But these records that I play, find the words that I can't say
They might be my only way of getting through

But she says that she don't like country music
She writes it off as redneck when she hears a steel guitar
It's more than I can speak, just to hear that fiddle weep
She can't stand the sound of my breaking heart

I've been feeling guilty of my feelings
I love her, but I guess it doesn't show
When she's gone she's all I dream, like a missing piece of me
When she's there all I can think of is the road

But she says that she don't like country music
She writes it off as redneck when she hears a steel guitar
It's more than I can speak, just to hear that fiddle weep
She can't stand the sound of my breaking heart

I've been spending more time in the truck
Playing songs as telephone poles fly on by
With my feelings in the wind, I feel like myself again
I just wish she knew that I'm so lonesome I could cry

But she says that she don't like country music
She writes it off as redneck when she hears a steel guitar
It's more than I can speak, just to hear that fiddle weep
She can't stand the sound of my breaking heart

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Colin Aerts

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