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(THAT'S HOW I LEARNT TO LOVE) GOOD OLD COUNTRY MUSIC (Joe Babcock) Porter Wagoner - 1971 I remember Daddy playing the Wildwood Flower When we'd gather round the parlour of our home Uncle Wesley played the fiddle and John R played the banjo We'd pick and sing sometimes all night long Mama played the upright piano And I guess it must've been a thing to hear All the neighbors gathered round they loved that country sound And it was surely music to our ears And that's how I learnt to love good old country music There's somethin' about it close to my soul I'm so glad everyone is lovin' good old country music It's the music of the country and this country is my home (Guitar Break) Many nights I went to bed without sleepin' just a listenin' to our beatup radio I held the groundwire tight just to get a strain or two of a far-off song from Del Rio Oh it faded in and out through the stand but it made me dream of seeing Tennessee And the greatest thrill of all was to see those hallowed halls The Mother Church, the Grand Ole Opry And that's how I learnt to love good old country music There's somethin' about it close to my soul I'm so glad everyone is lovin' good old country music It's the music of the country and this country is my home (Banjo Break) And that's how I learnt to love good old country music There's somethin' about it close to my soul I'm so glad everyone is lovin' good old country music It's the music of the country and this country is my home

    


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