A strange experience I had in Soap Lake, Washington. They have an underground
traditional Country Western Lounge known as The Soap Lake Businessman's Club.
It is straight out of the 1950's with Hank Williams posters and I felt I had gone back
in time.

But the band was these young long haired kids and the singer didn't look old enough
to drink. They were playing Country Rock and there were several couples dressed up
in Line Dance Dude costumes doing dances I had only seen on tv. But while these people
were doing their fancy dancing, 2 older ladies dressed in jeans and tshirts were doing
the Bop - the 50's dance - to every song, and they looked great.

Every once in awhile this band would do a traditional country song - very badly.

C                       G                           C

Stayin' in a small town, on a Saturday night,

C                    G                                             C   

found a little country club, everything was lookin' right,

C                        F                                            C

but the band had long hair, and they played strange tones,

C                                      G    G-F#-F                     C

well, it may be modern country -         but it sure ain't Jones.

And some people was dancin', like you see on TV,

well it may be the electric glide, but it ain't for me,

and the women looked like kewpie dolls, and the guys like fops,

but over in the corner, two old gals, was doin' the bop. (Yeah, lookin' good)

instrumental - chorus

And the perky young singer, looked like a kid to me,

how can ya sing about life's heartaches, when you ain't even 23,

and when they masacreed a Patsy Cline, that's when I started headin' out the line,

well you can keep your country, and I'll keep mine.

Repeat first verse