Check Cashin’ Country - Midland

Rollin' down the road in the heart of Texas

Drivin' band playin' country western

Drivin' all night trying to make the next gig

Sure ain’t gettin' any rested

With the highway below and the Lord above me

On the telephone sayin', «don't cry, honey»

Tryin' to make enough to keep the motor runnin'

Sure I ain’t in it for the money

This ain’t check cashin' country

Ain’t check cashin' country

Nights are gettin' long and the miles are showin'

Life of a country rock and roll band

Lookin' out for the highway patrolman

Love to stick around, we got to go man

Wake up to the sound of the tires on the highway

Pull into a truck stop, poured me a coffee

Lord knows the miles that have gone behind me

Sure I ain’t in it for the money

This ain’t check cashin' country

Ain’t check cashin' country, naw-ha

I hear that tip jars got a jingle

Cause we ain’t got a single on the radio

We make 'em go dance wherever we go

Tryin' to turn a nickel, to solid country gold

It goes T for Texas and Tennessee

We got miles to cover and places to be

The highways' the only kind of life for me

Sure I ain’t in it for the money

This ain’t check cashin' country

Ain’t check cashin' country, naw-ha

No, it ain’t

I hear that tip jars got a jingle

Cause we ain’t got a single on the radio

We make 'em dance wherever we go

Tryin' to turn a nickel, to solid country gold

It goes T for Texas and Tennessee

We got miles to cover and places to be

If y’all don’t two-step, then we don’t eat

Sure I ain’t out here for the money

This ain’t check cashin' country

Ain’t check cashin' country

Country

Country, ohh

Ain’t check cashin' country

No, it ain’t