If I Were Rock & Roll

If I were a NASCAR man going round and round

Yeah, you know I’d be number three

If I were the best damn football in the south

I’d be the SEC

And if I were a Velcro stitched up stars and stripes

You can bet I’d be flying proud

Or pressed on the chest of America’s best

Putting bad dudes in the ground

And if I were rock ‘n’ roll

I’d be a middle finger in your face

If I were a lost soul

I’d be in church more than just Sunday

And if for some reason I was Jesus

I’d have a lot of forgiving to do

And if I weren’t a fool

Girl, I’d still be with you

If I were a granddaddy rocking on a rocking chair

I’d have a grandson on my lap

If I were a first time there, front porch stare

I’d pray she kissed me back

And if I were a rebel kid meeting with the man

Hearing Johnny Don’t Do That

With a guitar strapped, I’d go all black

And tell ’em all to kiss my ass

If I were rock ‘n’ roll

I’d be a middle finger in your face

If I were a lost soul

I’d be in church more than just Sundays

And if for some reason I was Jesus

I’d have a lot of forgiving to do

And if I weren’t a fool

Girl, I’d still be with you

Yeah, I’d still be with you

If I were a smart man

I wouldn’t just write you a song

Straight from the heart and

And pray you turned it on

No, I’d step it up and I’d mean it

When I look into your eyes

And I’d be on my way to Denver

And I’d be holding you tonight

If I were rock ‘n’ roll

I’d be a middle finger in your face

If I were a lost soul

I’d be in church more than just Sundays

And if for some reason I was Jesus

I’d have a lot of forgiving to do

And if I weren’t a fool

Girl, I’d still be with you

Yeah, yeah, I’d still be with you

I’d still be, oh, I’d still be with you

I’d still be, oh, I’d still be, oh

I’d still be with you

Yeah, I’d still be with you