When I was young I never cared for country songs
And the honky-tonks, they all seemed strange to me
But honey since you've gone, now I realized I'm wrong
Gotta get your heart good and broken before you sing along
So thank you for teachin' me to love country songs
For makin' me so sad, I wanna sing along
When I hear that fiddle start, I can dance all over my broken heart
And I hardly care that you don't love me like you used to do
No, I hardly care that you don't love me like you used to do
And you'll never understand me like Buck Owens does
And I'll never love you quite like I love him
Where's your fancy suit in technicolor blue?
You wouldn't win a fight, not with a single Buckaroo
And you'll never understand me like Dwight Yoakam does
And I'll never love you quite like I love him
With his hat down in his eyes, honey, please don't even try
It's a miracle the way he wears his jeans tighter than mine
So thank you for teachin' me to love country songs
For makin' me so sad I wanna sing along
When I hear that fiddle start, I can dance all over my broken heart
And I hardly care that you don't love me like you used to do
No, I hardly care that you don't love me like you used to do
So boys, bring out the guitar and the mandolin
We'll have another round and then we'll start again
And I know you've done me wrong and you've already moved on
But thank you for teachin' me to love those country songs
Thank you for teachin' me to love country songs