There's a vein in american "country" music that offers a veritable cornucopia of klunkers, some so bad that they are actually hillarious. Two of the "standouts" are "I would'a wrote ya a letter, but couldn't spell yechhhhhh" and (my personal nominee for all-time second-worst song) "Drop kick me Jesus through the goal posts of life". The top spot is reserved for "It's a small world after all".