Letra de Ain't It The Truth

Born in this country red white and blue From church pews to bar stools it's always been true From up in the mountains way back in the pines From Crazy to Sweet Dreams to Yesterday's Wine All of my heroes from Lefty to Jones Some are still with us and some have gone home Oh precious are the memories of the music they made Forever living not held by the grave Forever and Always Chiseled in Stone Like honky tonk prophets their words linger on If you don't believe me if you need some proof Ask any old jukebox hey ain't it the truth [ fiddle ] Honest and simple never ashamed Lord help us Jesus never to change One day I'll see Lefty when my work is through He'll say son you were country oh ain't it the truth Forever and Always Chiseled in Stone... Ask any old jukebox hey ain't it the truth