pledge allegiance to the hag

Lyrics

there's a little dive on a dead-end road, called the cross-eyed cricket waterin' hole, where you can hear the sound of a steel guitar, and get loud and rowdy on pbr, but at the top of every hour, man you can hear a pin drop, 'cause ol' jack drops in a quarter, and plays merle on the jukebox and we stop and, tip our hats and raise our glasses of cold cold beer, they say country's fading, but we're still waving that flag around here, when it's time to go you know you're welcome back, where the people pledge allegiance to the hag, when the weekend comes and the weather's clear, there's a high spot fifteen miles from here, where you can always find a few dusty trucks, with the windows down and radio up, we sit there poppin' tops, shootin' bull and singin' songs, but you can bet your boots that when haggard comes on, tip our hats and raise our glasses of cold cold beer, they say country's fading, but we're still waving that flag around here, when it's time to go you know you're welcome back, where the people pledge allegiance to the hag, one of these days when my time has come, you can take me back to where i'm from, put me on a westbound train, and ship me off in the pourin' rain, don't cry for me when i'm gone, just put a quarter in the jukebox and sing me back home and, tip your hats and raise your glasses of cold cold beer, they say country's fading, but just keep waving that flag around here, and i know it'll keep on coming back, as long as people pledge allegiance, where folks still pledge allegiance, i pledge allegiance to the hag