A friend of mine walked up the other day and he patted me on my backSaid I might as well confess to you buddy, I'm disappointed in your backYou're telling everybody you're Stone's old brother, yet you go to Nashville insaneJust how in the world old friend, do you think that you can explainI said listen buddy, and you listen goodYou got a thing, I got a thing, all of God's children got a thingWell country music friend, that's my thingNow my old lady even looked at me and said I like JamesBrownMan he sings that sweet soul music and he can pick them up and put them downYou running around here in your western boots, boy you ought to be killedFor singing all of them old country songs up there in NashvilleI said sit down woman, and you listen goodYou got a thing, I got a thing, all of God's children got a thingWell country music friendYou got a thing, I got a thing, all of God's children got a thingHappened to be my thingThen I got them both together there friendsAnd knuckled their heads against the wall a couple of timesAnd told them thisIf y'all miss me from singing round hereAnd you can't find me nowhereGo on up there to Nashville friendsAnd I'll be singing up thereAnd if for some unsuspected reasonYou should forget my nameJust wait a few yearsAnd then inquire at the Country Music Hall of FameCause you seeI got a thing, you got a thing, all of God's children got a thingWell country music friendsThat's my thingHoney that's my thingI'm a country manI like Will Pierce, Johnny Cash, and Charlie PryorI got a thing, you got a thing, all of God's children got a thingHappened to be my thing, all of God's children got a thing