Ethan’s sitting on the dock
Trying to write a pop song
At it so long,
something’s gone wrong

Pop songs pop, but country won’t stop
Should be singing blue grass,
He’s gotta start to sing his heart
And his heart says whoo hoo hoo;

Ethan you’re just a country boy now.

Ethan’s sitting on the dock
Trying to write a pop song
He’s a sure man,
and a hairy man

With big farm hands and chicken wire legs
Should be out on the land, out juggling eggs
And singing tunes about cowboys
not city soy boys boo hoo hoo

Ethan you’re just a dirt digger now

Ethan’s sitting on the dock
Trying to write a pop song
Shouting crazy
LSD hazy

Open your mouth and let the words fall out
Should tell us what Mother Earth’s about
singing loon songs and true songs
Haunting sounds like luu hoo hoo

Ethan you’re just a country boy now.