I know a cabin down there in Tennessee  Where you can't find the forest on account of the trees  And Old Perry Foster he got something to say  And you can smell the pigs cuz' they been cookin' all day    [CHORUS]    I don't need no critics  I don't need no suits  I just need somebody who can tell me the truth  You can keep your opinions  You can keep on walkin'  I'm gonna raise my glass yeah to Thunderhead Hawkins    [REPEAT TWICE]    Miss Mary Jane she always looks like a star  But the rock n roll banker likes to sleep in his car  You won't hear no opry you'll hear six strings  And you won't know what to do when you hear Thunderhead sing    [REPEAT CHORUS]    Now Mr. Hawkins got a family tree  He got that their legendary cabin down in Tennessee  You know he'll hook up that guitar everybody gather round  You stay close to the fire when the sun goes down  Old Brother Merle he's always waiting in the wings  Only man up in them woods wearin' all them gold rings  Old Mr. Hawkins he won't do nobody wrong  But he'll he'll tear your heart out with one sad song    [REPEAT CHORUS]