There's a knock
-knock joint between
Jackson and
Nashville
Everybody has a big time and
nobody's ever bashful
If you feel the old urge and your
feet wanna function
Go to this place they call comfy junction
If your hands, feet,
legs wanna function
Go to the place they call comfy
junction
There's a jukebox of records
and each one costs a nickel
There's the fast ones and the slow ones
if your tastes are fickle
There's a square dance caller and
a little cake walkin'
There's a couple in the corner just
a -huggin' and a -chalkin'
If your hands, feet, legs wanna function
Go to this place they call
Country
Junction
At this place called
Country
Junction I have heard it said
That you can get bread, ham,
and a pound of cornbread
A little daff,
a soft gravy and that ain't all
They'll bring your biscuits in a bucket
If you can have a ball, if your hands, feet,
legs want to function, go to this place they call
Country
Junction.
So that just about does it, that's
the end of my song.
At this place called
Country
Junction, nothing ever goes wrong.
Take a
Tennessean's word
if you're a feelin' blue
Go to
Country
Junction, it's the place for you
So if your hands, feet,
legs wanna function
Go to this place they call
Country
Junction
Go to this place they call
Country
Junction
Ain't our groundhog fat?