FTM ponders what classic songs would have looked like if Nashville by
way of Georgia super-successful hit-makers The Peach Pickers had written them...
Smells Like Teen Spirit
On a dirt road
Stand By Your Man
"Stand by your man
Bring him something to drink too
And wear that skirt he likes too
And don't call in the morning"
"Imagine there's no country
Somethin' I don't wanna do
No cut-off jeans or pastures
And no pick-up trucks too
Keep your hands off my woman and you'll live in peace"
"Come on, country girl, let's do the twist
For the deer eatin' in the mist
Take off your little top and go like this"
"It's up past midnight
Let's find somewhere for this ol' Ford to park
Under the moonlight
Your tan-lined beauty almost stops my heart
Sip you some Beam
And turn up some Hank on the country station
Don't be afraid
There ain't no scary city folks for miles
You've Never Been This Far Before
"And I can feel the bass a thumpin'
As you're takin' off the cut-offs that you wore
And as I spit out my Copenhagen
I can tell you've never been this far before"