Lee Kernaghan The Western Beat lyrics

Legend has it years ago,
A sound was born and began to grow.
Old Tex and Buddy showed the way,
And a brand new beat was here to stay.

Miles around you could hear it comin',
Steel guitars and a flat pick strummin'.
And it told the story of the workin' man,
And the beat spread out across the land.

The western beat is alive and kickin',
Carrying on an age old tradition.
The good old boys are turnin' up the heat,
And the house is shakin' to the western beat.

So come on boys, rosin up the bow,
There's fire in the fiddle and the old banjo.
Stoke it 'til you can hold it down,
Serve it up at the speed of sound.

The western beat is alive and kickin',

Carrying on an age old tradition.
The good old boys are turnin' up the heat,
And the house is shakin' to the western beat.

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Well the western beat is a freight train comin',
Across the land like a diesel hummin'.
And it tells the story of the workin' man,
You can still hear it ringin' out across the land.

Yeah the western beat is alive and kickin',
Carrying on an age old tradition.
The good old boys are turnin' up the heat,
Yeah the western beat is alive and kickin',
Carrying on an age old tradition.
The good old boys are turnin' up the heat,
And the country's shakin' to the western beat.