It's Alright

J. J. Cale's my hero, best I ever heard

But you gotta sing a little louder, hoss, 'cause I can't hear the words

Some folks call it rock and rol, others call it blues

But I detect a country soul, when I seen his cowboy shoes

And it's alright

It's alright

It may not be right, but it's alright

George might show up flyin' high, if George shows up at all

But he may be, unconsciously, the greatest of them all

From the Beatles and me in Nashville, to the billies and the Rolling Stones

If we all sounded like we wanted to, we'd all sound like George Jones

And it's alright

It's alright

It may not be right, but it's alright

Jesse she's my woman boys, poor little ugly thing

She tells me just how smart I am, so I'll teach her how to sing

When I'm wrong and then she nails me, I get her with the same old line

And it's alright

It's alright

It may not be right, but it's alright