Tekstovi: Jackyl. Cut The Crap. Thanks For The Grammy.

Well, I'm never speechless
Know what I want to say
About what it took for me to get here
Where I am at today, I'm not ashamed to say

Thanks for the Grammy
Who'd a thought a country boy like me, like me?
I'll cherish it forever, garnish with tar and feather
You'll see what it means to me

I wanna thank big daddy know-it-all
Looks like he done me right
Got me records on the shelf in the Wal-Mart
You know they're open all night
They sell my records and my guns, it's out of sight

Thanks for the Grammy
Who'd a thought a country boy like me, like me?
I'll cherish it forever, garnish with tar and feather
You'll see what it means to me

Well, if I'm dreaming, just leave me be
Until I see the hypocrite faces as they congratulate me
I don't hold a grudge for they know not what they do
They just chase the trends out of [Incomprehensible]
Set by me and you, yeah

So I may not have won a thing
But I got peace of mind and I'll go and play my songs
For the people who wanna have a good time
Have a Gram on me, Grammy, Grammy, Grammy on me one time

Thanks for the Grammy
Who'd a thought a country boy like me, like me?
I'll cherish it forever, garnish with tar and feather
You'll see, you'll see

Thanks for the Grammy
Who'd a thought a country boy like me, like me?
I'll cherish it forever, garnish with tar and feather
You'll see