Alan Jackson

Don't rock the juke-box. I wan-na here some Jones.
Cause my heart ain't read-y, for the roll-ing stone.

I don't feel like a rock-in'.. since my bab-y's gone.
So don't rock the juke-box. Play me a coun-try song.

Be-fore you drop that quar-ter, keep one thing in mind.
You got-ta heart-broke hill-bill-y, stand-in' here in line.