The Real Thing
George Strait"The Real Thing" is a song by George Strait, released in 2001 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:14 long and contains 43 lines and 274 words.
Lyrics
0:15I was on a bus comin' back to us
0:18From atlanta in '53
0:22And I picked up a rhythm blues magazine
0:25Layin' underneath my seat
0:29And I found out the stuff they'd been playin' us
0:32Wasn't made from grits and bone
0:36And it would take more than the crew cuts
0:40And pat boone to take me home
0:42I want the real thing
0:46Give me the real thing
0:50Make it loud I'll make you proud
0:53Or the songs they'd sing
0:56I don't want you under my roof with your 86 proof
1:01Watered down 'til it tastes like tea
1:04You're gonna pull my string
1:06Make it the real thing for me
1:19I remember old elvis when he forgot
1:22To remember to forget
1:26And when young johnny cash hadn't seen this side of
1:30Big river yet
1:33And when some was more then daylight
1:36Shining on in first tendency
1:41And luther and lewis
1:43Perkins was pickin'
1:44And playin' them songs for me
1:47I want the real thing
1:50Give me the real thing
1:54Make it loud I'll make you proud
1:57Or the songs they'd sing
2:01I don't want you under my roof with your 86 proof
2:05Watered down 'til it tastes like tea
2:09You're gonna pull my string
2:10Make it the real thing for me
2:44I want the real thing
2:47Give me the real thing
2:51Make it loud I'll make you proud
2:54Or the songs they'd sing
2:58I don't want you under my roof with your 86 proof
3:02Watered down 'til it tastes like tea
3:06You're gonna pull my string
3:07Make it the real thing for me
3:13You're gonna pull my string
3:14Make it the real thing for me
I was on a bus comin' back to us From atlanta in '53 And I picked up a rhythm blues magazine Layin' underneath my seat And I found out the stuff they'd been playin' us Wasn't made from grits and bone And it would take more than the crew cuts And pat boone to take me home I want the real thing Give me the real thing Make it loud I'll make you proud Or the songs they'd sing I don't want you under my roof with your 86 proof Watered down 'til it tastes like tea You're gonna pull my string Make it the real thing for me I remember old elvis when he forgot To remember to forget And when young johnny cash hadn't seen this side of Big river yet And when some was more then daylight Shining on in first tendency And luther and lewis Perkins was pickin' And playin' them songs for me I want the real thing Give me the real thing Make it loud I'll make you proud Or the songs they'd sing I don't want you under my roof with your 86 proof Watered down 'til it tastes like tea You're gonna pull my string Make it the real thing for me I want the real thing Give me the real thing Make it loud I'll make you proud Or the songs they'd sing I don't want you under my roof with your 86 proof Watered down 'til it tastes like tea You're gonna pull my string Make it the real thing for me You're gonna pull my string Make it the real thing for me
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