About the song
“It’s All Going to Pot” is a lively and humorous collaboration between country music legends Willie Nelson and Merle Haggard. Released in 2015, the song is part of their joint album titled “Django & Jimmie,” a tribute to jazz guitarist Django Reinhardt and country singer Jimmie Rodgers.
Written by Buddy Cannon, Larry Shell, and Jamey Johnson, “It’s All Going to Pot” reflects Nelson and Haggard’s signature style with its clever wordplay and catchy melody. The song humorously addresses the ups and downs of life, suggesting that when things get tough, sometimes the best solution is to just roll with it.
Despite its light-hearted tone, “It’s All Going to Pot” still managed to make waves on the charts, reaching the top 40 on the Billboard Hot Country Songs chart. The success of the song is a testament to the enduring popularity and influence of both Nelson and Haggard, who have been pioneers in the country music genre for decades.
With its witty lyrics and infectious groove, “It’s All Going to Pot” is a fun and entertaining addition to Nelson and Haggard’s extensive catalog of hits. Whether you’re a longtime fan of these legendary artists or just looking for a good laugh, this song is sure to put a smile on your face and have you tapping your toes along to the beat.
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Lyrics
Well, now it’s all going to pot
Whether we like it or not
The best I can tell
The world’s gone to hell
And we’re sure gonna miss it a lot
All of the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
Just couldn’t hit the spot
I got a hundred dollar bill, friend
You keep your pills
‘Cause it’s all going to pot
That cackle-babble-head-in-a-box
Must think I’m dumb as a rock
Readin’ me the news
While I’m kickin’ off my shoes
And it’s scarin’ me outta my socks
That Red Headed Stranger I’m not
But buddy, let me tell you what
If you ask ol’ Will, he’ll say here’s the deal
Friends, it’s all goin’ to pot
Well, it’s all going to pot
Whether we like it or not
Best I can tell
The world’s gone to hell
And we’re all gonna miss it a lot
All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
Just couldn’t hit the spot
I got a hundred dollar bill
You can keep your pills, friend
It’s all goin’ to pot
Well, I thought I had found me a girl
Sweetest little thing in the world
But all my jokes went up in smoke
When I caught her makin’ eyes at Merle
He said, a sweet little honey
With her eye on your money
Is gonna take every penny you got
I said she’s never gonna get it
‘Cause I’ve already spent it
Merle, it’s all goin’ to pot
It’s all going to pot
Whether we like it or not
The best I can tell
The world’s gone to hell
And we’re all gonna miss it a lot
All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
Just couldn’t hit the spot
Got a hundred dollar bill
You can keep your pills, friend
It’s all going to pot
I got a hundred dollar bill
You can keep your pills, friend
‘Cause it’s all goin’ to pot