There's a knocked out joint between Jackson and Nashville 
Everybody has a big time and nobody's ever bashful 
If you feel the old urge and your feet wanna fuction 
Go to this place they call Country Junction 
If your hands, feet, legs wanna function 
Go to the place they call Country Junction 
 
There's a jukebox, records, and each cost a nickel 
There's some fast ones and the slow ones if your tastes are fickle 
There's a square dance caller and a little cakewalk 
And there's a couple in the corner just a-huggin' and a-talkin' 
If your hands, feet, legs wanna function 
Go to the place they call Country Junction 
 
At this place called Country Junction I've heard it said 
That you can red ham and a pone or cornbread 
A little dab of soft gravy and that ain't all 
They bring you biscuits in a bucket, you can have a ball 
If your hands, feet, legs wanna function 
Go to the place they call Country Junction 
 
So, that just about does it, that's the end of my song 
At this place called Country Junction nothing ever goes wrong 
Take a Tennessee apйritif if your feelin' blue 
Go to Country Junction, it's the place for you 
If your hands, feet, legs wanna function 
Go to the place they call Country Junction 
Go to the place they call Country Junction 
(Ain't that groundhog fat!)