Nobody want
s to be country,
everybody wants to go pop
They've traded in the saddle
and they all try to straddle
The road that'll take them to the top
They put their steel in hock
and add a little rock
And wind up something they're not
Nobody wants to be country,
they want to go pop
It's a downright riddle,
what happened to the fiddle
And where did the banjo go?
I'll tell you friend, a mandolin
won't get you on a TV show, oh no
Nobody wants to be country,
everybody wants to go pop
They got rid of their boots
and their moody suits
Now we got a brand -new crowd
That's waiting, old Lordy,
for the Top 40
To make them something they're not
Nobody wants to be country,
they want to go far
It's the downright riddle,
what happened to the fiddle,
and we missed the good gold roll.
Country music was here when you came,
and it will be here when you go.
Nobody wants to be country,
everybody wants to go pop.
They'll be in clover when
they cross over
Country fans do not
Get their kicks on,
rock and roll lakes
somewhere where they don't stop
When nobody wants to be country
and they all go club
We'll be the only ones left in country
who didn't go
K -pop, K -pop,
pop -pa -pop
you