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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 11:16 AM
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Play a Country-Western song.
"In 1925 The Grand Ole Opry, Nashville, Tennessee, begins Saturday night radio broadcasts featuring regional music, helps fuse Southeastern and Western styles, creating country and western genre.Country music is a blend of popular musical forms originally found in the Southern United States and the Appalachian Mountains. It has roots in traditional folk music, Celtic music, blues, gospel music, hokum, and old-time music and evolved rapidly in the 1920s. The term country music began to be used in the 1940s when the earlier term hillbilly music was deemed to be degrading, and the term was widely embraced in the 1970s.

In the Southwestern United States a different mix of ethnic groups created the music that became the Western music of the term country and western. (This is "Singing Cowboy," "Western Swing," and "Hillbilly Boogie" music)

Vernon Dalhart was the first country singer to have a nationwide hit in May of 1924 with 'Wreck of the Old '97.' The flip side of this record was 'Lonesome Road Blues,' which also became very popular."
_________________

Hank Snow singing Vernon Dalhart's song.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VNo0cGi1xZU

Wreck of the Old 97

They gave him his orders in Monroe, Virginia
Saying, Steve you're way behind time
This is not 38, but it's old 97
You must put her into Spencer on time

He turned and he said to his black greasy fireman
Just shovel on a little more coal
When we cross that White Oak Mountain
You can Watch that old 97 roll

It's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg to Danville
In a line on a three mile grade
It was on this grade that he lost his air brakes
So you can see what a jump he made

He was going down grade, making ninty miles an hour
When his whistle broke into a scream
He was found in the wreck with his hand on the throttle
And was scalded to death by the steam

Now ladies, you must take warning
From this time on and learn
Never speak harsh words to your true loveful husband
He may leave and never return
_________

I got the info from Wiki. Hehe, I'm hoping this goes better than yesterday's topic lol.

:hi:
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Ptah Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 11:46 AM
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1. Rawhide
http://youtube.com/watch?v=XbYMH0q1p14

Rollin' Rollin' Rollin'

Keep movin', movin', movin',
Though they're disapprovin',
Keep them doggies movin' Rawhide!
Don't try to understand 'em,
Just rope and throw and grab 'em,
Soon we'll be living high and wide.
Boy my heart's calculatin'
My true love will be waitin', be waiting at the end of my ride.

Move 'em on, head 'em up,
Head 'em up, move 'em out,
Move 'em on, head 'em out Rawhide!
Set 'em out, ride 'em in
Ride 'em in, let 'em out,
Cut 'em out, ride 'em in Rawhide.

Full Lyrics

Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rawhide!

Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Though the streams are swollen
Keep them dogies rollin'
Rawhide!
Rain and wind and weather
Hell-bent for leather
Wishin' my gal was by my side.
All the things I'm missin',
Good vittles, love, and kissin',
Are waiting at the end of my ride

CHORUS
Move 'em on, head 'em up
Head 'em up, move 'em on
Move 'em on, head 'em up
Rawhide
Count 'em out, ride 'em in,
Ride 'em in, count 'em out,
Count 'em out, ride 'em in
Rawhide!

Keep movin', movin', movin'
Though they're disapprovin'
Keep them dogies movin'
Rawhide!
Don't try to understand 'em
Just rope, throw, and brand 'em
Soon we'll be living high and wide.
My hearts calculatin'
My true love will be waitin',
Be waitin' at the end of my ride.

Rawhide!
Rawhide!
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 02:10 PM
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7. I've been hunting a clip I saw the other day
to use here where the Jake asks what kind of music they play at the bar, and she says, "both kind Country AND Western."

Hehe.

Thanks

:hi:
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newmajority Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:10 PM
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38. Let's speed that one up a bit
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:38 PM
Response to Reply #38
52. LoL
I'm tryin to figure when/how to toss in this genre :P

:yourock:
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Tuesday Afternoon Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 12:05 PM
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2. For a Big Hoot !! Dig this crazy show --
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 02:22 PM
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8. omg lol
Chinchilla fur trade? Weeeee... The original infomercial :rofl:

Thanks hehe, I can imagine this when it aired. Wow! A music show! hmm.. *I WANT CHINCHILLIAS* :D
___________

My Grandfather's Clock
My Grandfather's clock was too large for the shelf,
So it stood ninety years on the floor.
It was taller by half than the old man himself,
Though it weighed not a pennyweight more.

It was bought on the morn of the day he was born,
It was always his treasure and pride,
And it stopped short, never to go again, when the old man died.

In watching its pendulum swing to and fro,
Many hours he spent as a boy.
And in childhood and manhood the clock seemed to know,
And it shared both his sorrow and joy.

And it struck twenty-four when he entered the door,
With a blooming and beautiful bride,
And it stopped short, never to go again, when the old man died.

Ninety years without slumbering, tick, tock, tick, tick,
It's life seconds numbering, tick tock, tick, tock,
And it stopped short, never to go again, when the old man died.

My Grandfather said that of those he could hire,
Not a servant so faithful he found.
It wasted no time and it had one desire,
At the end of the week to be wound.

And it stayed in its place, not a frown upon its face,
And it's hands never hung by it's side,
And it stopped short, never to go again, when the old man died.

Now it rang an alarm in the still of the night,
An alarm that for years had been dumb.
We knew that his spirit was pluming in flight,
That his hour of departure had come.

Still the clock kept its time with a soft and muffled chime,
As we silently stood by his side,
And it stopped short, never to go again, when the old man died.

Ninety years without slumbering, tick, tock, tick, tick,
It's life seconds numbering, tick tock, tick, tock,
And it stopped short, never to go again, when the old man died.

_______

:rofl:


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Ptah Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 09:55 PM
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66. The old Hooter will be along in just a few minutes.
I'm Hoot's foreman, Allin Slate.
The old Hooter will be along in just a few minutes.

Aristo Blue Chinchillas.

This may be what you've been waiting for.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinchilla

The first literature reference to chinchillas dates back to 1599 in a book published in Seville,
entitled Historia Natural y Moral de las Indias, written by Father José de Acosta: (from Spanish)
"About mountain animals. Chinchillas are another type of small animals such as squirrels.
They have a fur (coat) that is of wonderful softness".







That is one of the most intriguing youtube clips I have ever seen!




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gilpo Donating Member (601 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 12:08 PM
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3. I'm Taking My Country Back


http://bravenewfilms.org/blog/7586-i-m-taking-my-country-back-set-to-a-country-ditty


I'm Taking My Country Back
TAKIN' MY COUNTRY BACK

COUNTRY MUSIC'S GOT MAMAS AND DADDYS
WE GOT BAR ROOMS AND OLD HEARTBREAK SONGS
BUT I 'M HERE TODAY TO STAND UP AND SAY
HOW I FEEL ABOUT MY HOME SWEET HOME
WHAT'S LEFT, WHAT'S RIGHT AND WHAT'S WRONG... AND

I’M TAKIN’ MY COUNTRY BACK
SON, YOU AIN'T BEEN DOIN’ HER RIGHT
OH I BEEN WATCHIN’ YOU AND I DON’T LIKE
HOW YOU'VE BEEN TREATIN’ MY STARS AND STRIPES
YOU TOOK OUR JOBS AND SENT ‘EM OVERSEAS
NOW WE OWE BILLIONS TO THE RED CHINESE
YOU BLEW THE BUDGET AND YOU BOTCHED IRAQ
SO I’M TAKIN’ MY COUNTRY BACK

WE HAD A BUNDLE IN THE TREASURY DRAWER
MORE THAN THERE HAD EVER BEEN BEFORE
BUT EVERY DAY WE'RE DROWNIN' DEEPER IN DEBT
MAYBE FOUR YEARS SHOULD BE ALL YOU GET
THEN YOU GAVE TAX BREAKS TO THE MILLIONAIRES
AND TRIED TO MAKE THE WORKIN’ MAN PAY
BUT YOU CAN’T TAX A MAN WHEN HIS JOBS NOT THERE
NOW LOOK AT WHERE WE ARE TODAY…HEY

I’M TAKIN’ MY COUNTRY BACK
SON, YOU AIN'T BEEN DOIN’ HER RIGHT
OH I BEEN WATCHIN’ YOU AND I DON’T LIKE
HOW YOU'VE BEEN TREATIN’ MY STARS AND STRIPES
YOU GOT TOO MANY FANCY FRIENDS FOR ME
THE SAUDIS TREAT YOU LIKE YOU'RE ROYALTY
YOU BLEW THE BUDGET AND YOU BOTCHED IRAQ
NOW I’M TAKIN’ MY COUNTRY BACK

NOW I CAN UNDERSTAND WHY YOU WERE HOT
'CAUSE BIN LADEN NEVER DID GET CAUGHT
SO YOU SAID WE HAD SADDAM TO BLAME
TRIED TO TELL US IT WAS ALL THE SAME
BUT NOW THE YEARS ROLL BY AND OUR KIDS KEEP DYIN'
YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE A PLAN TO BRING 'EM HOME
AND THOSE W.M.D. YOU PROMISED ON T.V.
HEY ADMIT IT, YOU FIGURED IT WRONG... SO I'M TAKIN' MY COUNTRY BACK

NOW YOU DON’T KNOW MY NAME, BUT YOU KNOW WHO I AM
I'M YOUR EVERYDAY WORK HARD, PLAY HARD
RAISE KIDS AND PRAY HARD COMMON MAN....
AND LORD KNOWS I LOVE THIS LAND...THAT'S WHY

I’M TAKIN’ MY COUNTRY BACK
SON, YOU AIN'T BEEN DOIN’ HER RIGHT
OH I BEEN WATCHIN’ YOU AND I DON’T LIKE
HOW YOU'VE BEEN TREATIN’ MY STARS AND STRIPES
YOU SAY "UNITE" BUT YOU DIVIDE US MORE
CUSSIN' EACH OTHER ON THE SENATE FLOOR
AIN'T WE SUPPOSED TO BE ABOVE ALL THAT ?
HEY I’M TAKIN’ MY COUNTRY BACK
I GOT MY FAMILY AND MY CHURCH AND FLAG...
NOW I'M TAKIN' MY COUNTRY BACK


Brought to you by
Honky Tonkers for Truth

You can download it here;

http://www.musicrowdemocrats.com/
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 02:26 PM
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9. Awesome
Thanks for this one. I may have heard it drunk, but now I know where to find it!

:yourock:
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gilpo Donating Member (601 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 03:29 PM
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21. Thom Hartman plays it sometimes as a lead in to his show.
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Tuesday Afternoon Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 12:08 PM
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4. Another Great Country and Western Song --
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 02:32 PM
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12. LoL - yeehaw
:applause:

_______

The Day My Wife Met My Girlfriend

Well I Got Home and the door was locked
And I tried to ring the bell
I found a little bitty note that she had wrote
Telling me to go to hell

I crawled in the window, I got inside
She kicked me in the balls, and then I cried
Called me a name, said I lied
Kicked me again and I thought I died

Took my clothes, set em’ on fire
And hit me with her curling iron
I tried to block it with my watch
And then she kicked me in the crotch . . . again

Yeah today’s the day my wife met my girlfriend

Well I tried to tell her but she didn’t care
Things weren’t what they seemed
She had a pan on the stove full of boiling water
And my nads would soon be steamed

I tried to run, scream for help
She hit me in the nerts with a Rhinestone belt
It was like nothing that I ever felt
I thank god I wasn’t wearing a kilt

She grabbed a bat from beneath the bed
She swung it once and then she missed my head
She reared back, swung it again and
Then she hit me in the twins . . . again

Yeah today’s the day my wife met my girlfriend

Yeah today’s that awful day,
Hey, my boys won’t be the same
Yeah today’s the day my wife met my girlfriend
__________

:rofl:
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hobbit709 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 12:12 PM
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5. To me this is the ultimate C&W song
Down To Seeds And Stems Again Blues-Commander Cody And The Lost Planet Airmen

I'm sittin alone, Saturday night, watching the Late Late Show.
A bottle of wine, some cigarettes, I got no place to go.
Well, I saw your other man today; he was wearing my brand new shoes,
And I'm down to seeds and stems again, too.

Well, I met my old friend Bob today from up in Bowling Green;
He had the prettiest little gal that I'd ever seen.
But I couldn't hide my tears at all, cause she looked just like you,
And I'm down to seeds and stems again, too.

Now everybody tells me there's other ways to get high.
They don't seem to understand I'm too far gone to try.
Now these lonely memories, they're all I can't lose,
And I'm down to seeds and stems again, too.

Well my dog died just yesterday and left me all alone.
The finance company dropped by today and repossessed my home.
That's just a drop in the bucket compared to losing you,
And I'm down to seeds and stems again, too.

Got the Down to Seeds an Stems again Blues.
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 02:43 PM
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13. Found a version
Good one. I've not heard this "perfect country song." :P

http://www.archive.org/download/dring2005-09-02-nak.flac16/dring2005-09-02d1t02_64kb.mp3

:thumbsup:
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Forkboy Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 01:07 PM
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6. Well, this calls for a little Mojo.
Mojo Nixon with Jello Biafra - Convoy In The Sky
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-rsQX_J9E_c


The night was dark and stormy

And the roads were wet with rain

As Jimmy Jones rolled on and on

His destination Maine

He'd like to stop and rest awhile

But the freight just wouldn't keep

His body ached his mind felt numb

His eyes had closed with sleep


He thought about the time he lost

With a woman Mary Lou

And then his thoughts turned to his wife

He'd promised he'd be true

Temptation had stepped in his path

And he had failed the test

But if he stopped he knew his conscience

Wouldn't let him rest


CHORUS

Roll along (roll along)

Roll along (roll along)

Convoy in the sky

Convoy in the sky


There in the night he saw the lights

A truck stop just ahead

One cup of coffee he would have

Enough to clear his head

As he stepped on the running board

Strange music he did hear

And suddenly before his eyes

The truck stop disappeared


There in it's place a trailer sat

The color black as death

And seated there beneath the wheel

Sat the devil himself

And Jimmy's heart was filled with fear

For there before his eyes

A caravan of trailers came

A rollin' through the skies


CHORUS


The riders told of deeds they'd done

And detours they had made

Now driving for the devil

Was the price that they had paid

There is no time to stop and rest

He heard the devil cry

As he led that convoy on across

The dark and stormy sky


CHORUS
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 02:45 PM
Response to Reply #6
14. Look out 4-wheelers!
Woot!

:woohoo:
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av8rdave Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 02:29 PM
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10. Here's a C&W classic
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 02:50 PM
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15. Ahh.. a "marriage" song
I even know the words to this one. It was a jukebox favorite!

Yeeehaw!

:applause:

:toast:
______________

Artist: Cherry Bombs
Song: It's Hard To Kiss The Lips At Night
Album: Notorious Cherry Bombs

She used to call me baby... I thought she was such a lady
But my how things have changed since times moved on

I gave her my last dollar... And now all she'll do is holler
Oh my life has become a country song

I've learned she can resist me by the way she always disses me
And comes to bed at night, with that cold cream on

Sometimes I might feel frisky but these days it's just too risky

It's Hard To Kiss The Lips At Night That Chew Your Ass Out All Day Long
All day Long
It goes all day long

If a tree fell in the forest, She didn't hear it, would I still be wrong

I guess I should admit it
She ain't never gonna quit it

It's Hard To Kiss The Lips At Night That Chew Your Ass Out All Day Long

Spoken Voice:

Man I remember when her eyes used to be so blue and shiny
God you oughtta see what's happened to her hiney
(Her what?) her hiney
Man that thing is big enough to land a small plane on.
(Small plane?) I'm tellin' ya
I used to roll her in the the clover, (mmm hmm) but my god those days are over
(Hallelulia!)

It's Hard To Kiss The Lips At Night That Chew Your Ass Out All Day Long
All day Long
She goes all day long

If some day they drop the big one,
I'd say sweet Jesus, She's gonna finally leave me alone

It's alright if we say it
'cause the radio won't play it.

It's Hard To Kiss The Lips At Night That Chew Your Ass Out All Day Long

It's Hard To Kiss The Lips At Night That Chew Your Ass Out All Day Long
_________

:rofl:
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lost-in-nj Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 05:13 PM
Response to Reply #15
23. OMG
I love my sister but she can be a bitch to her husband SO my daughter and I
made this her song!!!!

of course she doesn't know it


:rofl: :rofl: :rofl:



lost
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DS1 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 02:32 PM
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11. My Cuntry Boner
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 02:55 PM
Response to Reply #11
17. You sir, are a degenerate
And that is why I absolutly LOVE YA!!!

If there turns out to be a hell, I'll see ya there! I am fuckin cryin' I'm laughin so hard!

:rofl::rofl::rofl:
_____________

Artist - Puscifer
Cuntry Boner

Maynard:
Fucked Dolly Parton
Fucked Loretta Lynn
Fucked Barbara Mandrell
And fucked all of her kin

I've fucked Danny Pearl
I fucked Elvis Presley's little girl
I fucked the Judds

Paz: You fucked the Judds?
Maynard: Hell yeah!

(Chorus)
My cuntry boner, it won't go down

Maynard & Paz:
It won't go down, it won't go down
My cuntry boner won't go down
My boner, my boner, my boner won't go down
It won't go down, it won't go down
My cuntry boner, it won't go down
(Chorus)

Paz:
I fucked Willie Nelson
I fucked him deep inside
I fucked Elvis Presley in the bathroom where he died
I fucked Dwight Yoakum

Maynard: Johnny Cash grabbed his ankles and he hollered as she poked him (?)
Paz: I fucked the Judds!
Maynard: You fucked the Judds?

(Chorus)

Group... sex (x3)
Our cuntry boners, they won't go down

Fucked Alabama
Fucked the Oak Ridge Boys
Fucked Randy Travis with a 12-inch plastic toy
I fucked the cast of Hee-Haw
I fucked Glen Campbell, fucked him on a see-saw

Kenny Rogers thought it crass
When I fucked his big white ass
I can't help it....

(Chorus)
____________

:rofl:
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lost-in-nj Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 02:50 PM
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16. hi
I would only post a C&W stereo typical cry in your beer song so
I won't do it.....

just wanted to say

:hi:



:hug:

lost
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 02:57 PM
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19. Cry in your beer is country
do it, do it.. I have DS1's song rolling in my head now. lolol

:hug:
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lost-in-nj Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:54 PM
Response to Reply #19
59. not tonight
hurts to much.....





:hug:



lost
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:58 PM
Response to Reply #59
61. Aww ok
:hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug::loveya::hug:


:*
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BarenakedLady Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 02:56 PM
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18. NO!
:yoiks:
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 02:59 PM
Response to Reply #18
20. omg- you?!?
Well, actually you may find a few upthread pretty dang funny. Whatever you do don't listen to DS1's with kids in the room though. I am still cryin laughing :P

Hi!

:hi:
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limit18 Donating Member (261 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 03:42 PM
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22. Here you go...
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 06:48 PM
Response to Reply #22
35. More Rodney Carrington hehe
:)
_______________

Dancing with a man

I saw her sittin' in a barroom in that smokey atmosphere
She smiled back at me as I drank down one last beer
She pulled me on the dancefloor and we danced a song or two
It was then I realized that I had bit off more than I could chew

Chorus
I think I'm dancing with a man
She's got calasses on her hands
She's got a voice deeper than mine
She gets a stiffy when we grind
I think I'm dancing with a man

We sat down and talked a while and we listened to the band
Then a friend of mine walked by and he asked her if she'd dance
Then he gently took her hand (oooooh-oooooh)
and he twirled her round and round
It looked like he was having fun until her skirt fell to the ground

Chorus

I think he's dancing with a man
The boys at the lodge won't understand
as they two-stepped across the floor
I quickly headed for the door
I think he's dancin with a man

Good Lord we're dancing with a man
It'll be known throughout the land
Two boys from Texas danced a jig
With a dude who wore a wig
We've been dancing with a man

She crushed a beer can on her head
Good Lord her forehead's red
We've been dancing with a damn big man
_________________

:hi:
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datasuspect Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 05:20 PM
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24. Jimmie Rodgers - Blue Yodel No 1 (T For Texas)
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 06:59 PM
Response to Reply #24
36. Yay- an oldie but goodie
Edited on Wed Apr-30-08 07:00 PM by Inchworm
Thats what I'm talkin' about!

Thanks Data.

:applause:
___________________

T for Texas
Jimmie Rodgers


Well, 'T' for Texas, 'T' for Tennessee
'T' for Texas, 'T' for Tennessee
'T' for Thelma, the gal that made a wreck out of me

If you don't want me woman, you sure don't have to stall
If you don't want me mama, you sure don't have to stall
'Cause I can get more women than a passenger train can haul

I'm gonna buy me a pistol just as long as I'm tall
I'm gonna buy me a pistol just as long as I'm tall
I'm gonna shoot poor ole Thelma just to see her jump and fall

Well, I'm going where the water drinks like cherry wine
I'm going where the water drinks like cherry wine
'Cause the Georgia water tastes like turpentine

I'm gonna buy me a shotgun with a great long shiny barrel
I'm gonna buy me a shotgun with a great long shiny barrel
I'm gonna shoot that rounder that stole away my gal

I'd rather drink muddy water and sleep in a hollow log
I'd rather drink muddy water and sleep in a hollow log
Than to be here in Atlanta, n'get treated like a dirty dog

How bout some coffee 'round heah!?
__________

:yourock:
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Tuesday Afternoon Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 05:21 PM
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25. The Perfect Country and Western Song
by Steve Goodman
and sung by David Allen Coe

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LEo8poVlQrM

You Never Even Called Me By My Name

Written By Steve Goodman
As Recorded By David Allan Coe

WELL, IT WAS ALL
THAT I COULD DO TO KEEP FROM CRYING’
SOMETIMES IT SEEMED SO USELESS TO REMAIN
BUT YOU DON’T HAVE TO CALL ME DARLIN’, DARLIN'
YOU NEVER EVEN CALL ME BY MY NAME

YOU DON’T HAVE TO CALL ME WAYLON JENNINGS
AND YOU DON’T HAVE TO CALL ME CHARLIE PRIDE
AND YOU DON’T HAVE TO CALL ME MERLE HAGGARD/ANYMORE
EVEN THOUGH YOU’RE ON MY FIGHTING’ SIDE

CHORUS:
AND I’LL HANG AROUND AS LONG AS YOU WILL LET ME
AND I NEVER MINDED STANDING’ IN THE RAIN
BUT YOU DON’T HAVE TO CALL ME DARLIN’, DARLIN’
YOU NEVER EVEN CALLED ME BY MY NAME

WELL, I’VE HEARD MY NAME
A FEW TIMES IN YOUR PHONE BOOK (Hello, Hello)
AND I’VE SEEN IT ON SIGNS WHERE I’VE PLAYED
BUT THE ONLY TIME I KNOW
I’LL HEAR "DAVID ALLAN COE"
IS WHEN JESUS HAS HIS FINAL JUDGMENT DAY

REPEAT CHORUS

RECITATION:
WELL, A FRIEND OF MINE NAMED STEVE GOODMAN WROTE THAT SONG
AND HE TOLD ME IT WAS THE PERFECT COUNTRY & WESTERN SONG
I WROTE HIM BACK A LETTER AND I TOLD HIM IT WAS NOT THE PERFECT COUNTRY & WESTERN SONG BECAUSE HE HADN’T SAID ANYTHING AT ALL ABOUT MAMA,
OR TRAINS,
OR TRUCKS,
OR PRISON,
OR GETTING’ DRUNK
WELL HE SAT DOWN AND WROTE ANOTHER VERSE TO THE SONG
AND HE SENT IT TO ME,
AND AFTER READING IT,
I REALIZED THAT MY FRIEND HAD WRITTEN THE PERFECT
COUNTRY & WESTERN SONG
AND I FELT OBLIGED TO INCLUDE IT ON THIS ALBUM
THE LAST VERSE GOES LIKE THIS HERE:

WELL, I WAS DRUNK THE DAY MY MOM GOT OUT OF PRISON
AND I WENT TO PICK HER UP IN THE RAIN
BUT BEFORE I COULD GET TO THE STATION IN MY PICKUP TRUCK
SHE GOT RUN NED OVER BY A DAMNED OLD TRAIN

CHORUS:
AND I’LL HANG AROUND AS LONG AS YOU WILL LET ME
AND I NEVER MINDED STANDING’ IN THE RAIN
NO, A’ YOU DON’T HAVE TO CALL ME DARLIN’, DARLIN’
YOU NEVER EVEN CALL ME
WELL I WONDER WHY YOU DON’T CALL ME
WHY DON’T YOU EVER CALL ME BY MY NAME
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:08 PM
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37. Another "jukebox" song of mine
Well... years ago :P

:hi:
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HamstersFromHell Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:34 PM
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48. And that IS the perfect country & western song!
DAC rocks!
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nomorenomore08 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 10:02 PM
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67. Too bad most of my favorite DAC songs are too risque even for the Lounge.
:evilfrown:
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SeattleGirl Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 02:28 AM
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92. I love that song! Got to see DAC do that one live years ago.
He was playing in Ft. Worth along with Waylon, Willie, and the boys.

One of THE funnest concerts I've ever been to!

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Tuesday Afternoon Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 07:58 AM
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97. me too. Except he was solo. It was a very rowdy night!
:toast:
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Tuesday Afternoon Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 05:27 PM
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26. Jerry Jeff Walker
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XEOiPxU8eYE

He was born in Oklahoma,
His wife's name's Betty Lou Thelma Liz
And he's not responsible for what he's doing
Cause his mother made him what he is.

And it's up against the wall Redneck Mother,
Mother, who has raised her son so well.
He's thirty-four and drinking in a honky tonk.
Just kicking hippies asses and raising hell.

Sure does like his Falstaff beer,
Likes to chase it down with that Wild Turkey liquor;
Drives a fifty-seven GMC pickup truck;
He's got a gun rack; "Goat ropers need love, too" sticker

And it's up against the wall Redneck Mother,
Mother, who has raised her son so well.
He's thirty-four and drinking in a honky tonk.
Just kicking hippies asses and raising hell.

Well,
M is for the mudflaps you give me for my pickup truck
O is for the Oil I put on my hair
T is for T-bird
H is for Haggard
E is for eggs, and
R is for REDNECK.

Up against the wall Redneck Mother,
Mother, who has raised her son so well.
He's thirty-four and drinking in a honky tonk.
Kicking hippies asses and raising hell.

He's up against the wall Redneck Mother,
Mother, who has raised her son so well.
He's thirty-four and drinking in a honky tonk.
Just kicking hippies asses and raising hell.
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hellbound-liberal Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 05:36 PM
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28. Wow, Tuesday afternoon! I thought of the same song and was just about to post it when I saw yours!
Guess I'll have to find another one.:toast:
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Tuesday Afternoon Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 05:54 PM
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30. alright !!
:toast: :beer:

up against the wall !!
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:11 PM
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39. Hehe, did I ever meet you in a bar?
:rofl:

:thumbsup:
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KatyMan Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 02:06 AM
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89. Jerry Jeff is great...
but now you're talking Texas music, not country...!

This one is relevant to us now, since we're working on moving from London back to Houston:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g4EBwiG_PX4 !NOTE Brief NSFW moment toward the end.

LONDON HOMESICK BLUES

Well, when you're down on your luck,
and you ain't got a buck,
in London you're a goner.
Even London Bridge has fallen down,
and moved to Arizona,
now I know why.
And I'll substantiate the rumor that the English sense of humor
is drier than than the Texas sand.
You can put up your dukes, and you can bet your boots
that I'm leavin' just as fast as I can.

Chorus
I wanna go home with the armadillo
Good country music from Amarillo and Abilene
The friendliest people and the prettiest women you've ever
seen

Well, it's cold over here, and I swear
I wish they'd turn the heat on.
And where in the world is that English girl
I promised I would meet on the third floor.
And of the whole damn lot, the only friend I've got
is a smoke and a cheap guitar.
My mind keeps roamin', my heart keeps longin'
to be home in a Texas bar.

Chorus


Well, I decided that I'd get my cowboy hat
and go down to Marble Arch Station.
'Cause when a Texan fancies, he'll take his chances.
Chances will be taken, that's for sure.
And them Limey eyes, they were eyein' the prize
that some people call manly footwear.
And they said you're from down South,
and when you open your mouth,
you always seem to put your foot there.

Repeat chorus 'til the cows come home

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oregonjen Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 05:31 PM
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27. Get Your Tongue Out Of My Mouth Because I'm Kissing You Goodbye
http://www.john-denver.org/Default.asp?id=218
While John Denver was on a book tour to promote his autobiography, one of the bestsellers was "Get Your Tongue Out of My Mouth, I'm Kissing You Goodbye" by Cynthia Heimel, which he saw in each bookstore he visited. He thought that the title would make a great country song, so he wrote the song below...

Kissing You Goodbye
Oh, at first it was like heaven in your heart and in your arms
And paradise discovered in the sweetness of your charms
Yes, and every day a miracle to awake and be with you
And every night in your embrace another dream come true

But castles sometimes crumble some rivers still run dry
And fairy tales are witches tales when the truth becomes a lie
And a pocket full of promises won't buy a diamond ring
And every word you said to me just didn't mean a thing

It's over now, you've gone too far I can't take anymore
Be careful now don't hurt yourself when you walk through that door
I can hardly stand to look at you it makes me want to cry
Get your tongue out of my mouth because I'm kissing you goodbye!

Now I suppose I'll never know why things turned out this way
And why the one you love the most is the one you drove away?
Yes, and I suppose I'll never, ever really understand
How I could think that you'd make me a happy married man

So now I sit and contemplate the reason for it all
The climb to heights of ecstasy the failure and the fall
If a broken heart is purposeful it's in the lesson learned
No matter what the reason is it hurts when you get burned

Now I don't care, I don't think I'll ever love again
"Kemosabe" used to me good and trusted friend
But now it stands for therapy and all the tears I cry
Get your tongue out of my mouth 'Cause I'm kissing you goodbye
Bye, Bye, goodbye
Get your tongue out of my mouth cause I'm kissing you goodbye


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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:13 PM
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40. I love this one
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d1U6i6AdQjo

Not heard in ages.

:woohoo:

:hi:
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oregonjen Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:19 PM
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42. Thanks for the YouTube link!
He sang this at his last Portland concert in 1996 and I hadn't heard it before. During the chorus, the audience burst out laughing. It's a good one!!

I miss him.
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hellbound-liberal Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 05:43 PM
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29. Here's a country-style song from Charlie Daniels-(Yeah I know, he's a pug)
but I really enjoy this song!

Uneasy Rider
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RMN7fGZW_BY

was takin a trip out to L.A.
Toolin along in my cheverolet
Tokin on a number and diggin on the radio

Just as I crossed the Mississippi line
I heard that highway start to whine
And I knew that left rear tire was about to blow

Well the spare was flat and I got uptight
Cause there wasn't a filling station in sight
So I just limped on down the shoulder on the rim

I went as far as I could and when I stopped the car
It was right in front of this little bar
Kind of a red-neck lookin joint called the Dew Drop Inn

I stuffed my hair up under my hat
And told the bartender that I had a flat
And ywould he be kind enough to give me change for a one

There was one thing I was sure proud to see
There wasn't a soul in the place except for him and me
He just looked disgusted and pointed toward the telephone

I called up the station down the road a ways
He said he wasn't very busy today
And he could have somone out there in just about 10 minutes or so

He said," Now, you just stay right where yer at!"
And I didn't bother to tell the darn fool
That I sure as hell didn't have anyplace else to go

So I ordered up a beer and sat down at the bar
When some guy walked in and said, "Who owns this car
With the peace sign, the mag wheels and the four on the floor?"

He looked at me and I damn near died
And I decided that I'd just wait outside
So I laid a dollar on the bar and headed for the door

Just when I wthought I'd get outta there with my skin
These 3 big dudes come strollin in
With one old drunk chick and some fella with green teeth

Now the last thing I wanted was to get into a fight
In Jackson Mississippi on a Saturday night
Especially when there was three of them and only one of me

I was almost to the door when the biggest one
Said, "You tip your hat to this lady, son!"
And when I did, all that hair fell out from underneath

They all started laughin and I felt kinda sick
And I knew I better think of something pretty quick
So I just reached out and kicked old green teeth right in the knee

Now he let out a yell that'd curl yer hair
But before he could move I grabbed me a chair
And said "Now watch him Folks cause he's a fairly dangerous man!"

"You may not know it but this man is a spy.
He's a undercover agent for the FBI
And he's been sent down here to infiltrate the Ku Klux Klan!"

He was still bent over holdin on to his knee
But everybody else was looking and listening to me
And I laid it on thicker hand heavier as I went

"He's a friend of them long haired, hippy-type, pinko fags!
I betchya he's even got a commie flag
tacked up on the wall inside of his garage."

"He's a snake in the grass, I tell ya guys.
He may look dumb but that's just a disguise,
He's a mastermind in the ways of espionage"

"Would you believe this man has gone as far
As tearing Wallace stickers off the bumpers of cars.
And he voted for George McGovern for President."

They started lookin real suspicious at him
He jumped up and said "Now just wait a minute Jim!
You know he's lying I been living here all of my life!"

"I'm a faithful follower of Brother John Birch
And I belong to the Antioch Baptist Church.
And I aint even got a garage, you can call home and ask my wife!"

Then he started saying somethin bout the way I was dressed
But I didn't wait around to hear the rest
I was too busy moving and hoping I didn't run outta luck

When I hit the door I was making tracks
And they were just taking my car down off the jacks
So I threw the man a twenty and jumped in and fired that mother up

Mario Andretti wouldda sure been proud
Of the way I was movin when I passed that crowd
Coming out the door and headed toward me at a trott

Now I guess I should of gone ahead and run
But somehow I just couldn't resist the fun
Of chasing them all just once around the parking lot

I had them all out there steppin and fetchin
Like their heads was on fire and their asses was catchin
then I figgered I had better go ahead and split before the cops got there

When I hit the road I was really wheelin
Had gravel flyin and rubber squeelin
And I didn't slow down till I was almost to Arkansas

I think I'm gonna reroute my trip
I wonder if anybody'd think I'd flipped
If I went to L.A., via Omaha
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Tuesday Afternoon Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 05:55 PM
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31. I love that song !! I think he wrote it before he went all pub on his.
I still pray that one day he will see the light :D :toast:
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hellbound-liberal Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 06:45 PM
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34. I think you're right. He did say he was "tokin on a number"
and he had peace signs hanging in his car!
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:17 PM
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41. And yet another of my "jukebox" songs
I don't care what he is. This is a funny ass, killer tune. LoL, I have felt the same way in several bars I've been in.

Now I guess I should of gone ahead and run
But somehow I just couldn't resist the fun
Of chasing them all just once around the parking lot


:thumbsup:
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hellbound-liberal Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:24 PM
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43. We actually had a "Dew Drop Inn" in Okeechobee, FL when I lived there in the 70s
Never went in though, especially after I heard this song! I also liked this one from Charlie Daniels:

Long-Haired Country Boy
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bs4y5si8DGs

"I get stoned in the morning, I get drunk in the afternoon." Yeah, Okeechobee was (is) kinda like that!
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:28 PM
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46. I have been in several "establishments" with that name
:rofl:

That was my theme song for my early years. I've forgone the weed and slowed on the drink, but.. the rest... :P

:yourock:
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:32 PM
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47. Here is one for ya along the same lines
Still plays good here.

:beer:
___________

A Country Boy Can Survive
Bocephus

The preacher man says it’s the end of time
And the Mississippi River she’s a goin’ dry
The interest is up and the Stock Markets down
And you only get mugged
If you go down town

I live back in the woods, you see
A woman and the kids, and the dogs and me
I got a shotgun rifle and a 4-wheel drive
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

I can plow a field all day long
I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn
We make our own whiskey and our own smoke too
Ain’t too many things these ole boys can’t do
We grow good ole tomatoes and homemade wine
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

Because you can’t starve us out
And you cant makes us run
Cause one-of- ‘em old boys raisin ole shotgun
And we say grace and we say Ma’am
And if you ain’t into that we don’t give a damn

We came from the West Virginia coalmines
And the Rocky Mountains and the and the western skies
And we can skin a buck; we can run a trot-line
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

I had a good friend in New York City
He never called me by my name, just hillbilly
My grandpa taught me how to live off the land
And his taught him to be a businessman
He used to send me pictures of the Broadway nights
And I’d send him some homemade wine

But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife
For 43 dollars my friend lost his life
Id love to spit some beechnut in that dudes eyes
And shoot him with my old 45
Cause a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

Cause you can’t starve us out and you can’t make us run
Cause one-of- ‘em old boys raisin ole shotgun
And we say grace and we say Ma’am
And if you ain’t into that we don’t give a damn

We’re from North California and south Alabam
And little towns all around this land
And we can skin a buck; we can run a trot-line
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
____________

:hi:
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hellbound-liberal Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:37 PM
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50. There's certainly something to be said for self-sufficiency!
Especially when you consider the current state of the economy. Hunting, fishing and growing your own food may soon see a surge in popularity!:hi:
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HamstersFromHell Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 08:41 PM
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64. Sadly, I've heard he's even "rewritten" those lyrics...
Changed "But I will take another toke" to "But I will tell another joke" in light of his having found jeebus.
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Tuesday Afternoon Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 06:00 PM
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32. surely Elvin Bishop is worth a note in this thread --
Edited on Wed Apr-30-08 06:00 PM by Tuesday Afternoon
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nn43E7GXHwY


although the genre is really blues/rock...it has that groove

Me and my old lady
Ain't been getting along
If things don't get better
I'll soon be long gone

The situation is driving me insane
Somebody fetch me my hat and coat
And hand me my walking cane

Gotta put on my traveling shoes
Gotta put on my traveling shoes
Gotta put on my traveling shoes
Gotta put on my traveling shoes

I'm trying to tell you, boys
These hard headed women these days
The way they treat a man
Ain't nothing but a doggone shame

I talked and talked and talked
She didn't hear a word I said

Gonna get somebody's baseball bat (Hank Aaron's)
And send her out again
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:26 PM
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45. Reminds me of "The Band"
Good jams!

Keep 'em coming :)

:yourock:
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Miss Carly Donating Member (296 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 06:07 PM
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33. get out your 2-stepping boots....
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:36 PM
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49. I've been listening to Scaggs since I was a teen
It goes with the territory I think :P
_______________________

Well, who wouldn't notice the fire in your eyes?
Or the bitter direction of impending goodbyes?
I'm fallin', I'm folded, I'm welded in place,
At the sight of you standin' with streaks down your face.

You got your heart broke,
Go runnin' from the reason.
Get your heart broke,
Don't give up on believin' in me.
Heartbroke, who kept me from leavin',
With my heart broke?

Well, cryin' when you're rich is a poor if you're lonely,
Sheer madness prevails upon reason to yield.
But all is not lost, it is only mistaken.
A small consolation but I know just how you feel.

You got your heart broke,
Go runnin' from the reason.
Get your heart broke,
Don't give up on believin' in me.
Heartbroke, who kept me from leavin',
With my heart broke?

Instrumental break.

Well, nobody said it was goin' to be easy.
We all have our weak sides and need soft good touchin'.
Nobody said that it would not be worth it,
But human conditions can give you as such.

You got your heart broke,
Go runnin' from the reason.
Get your heart broke,
Don't give up on believin' in me.
Heartbroke, who kept me from leavin',
With my heart broke?

You kept me from leavin',
With my heart broke
With my heart broke.
With my heart broke.
You got your heart broke.
______________

:applause:
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newmajority Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:25 PM
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44. "Well I was so pleased to be informed of this, that I ran 20 red lights in His honor...."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wziS9tiuEU8

....thank you Jesus. Thank you Lord. O8)
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hellbound-liberal Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:39 PM
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53. That's my favorite Stones song. It came out when I was spending the summer in LA with my Dad
still reminds me of driving past the Bakersfield exit! That was a great summer!
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newmajority Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:44 PM
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54. Hard to believe that was 30 years ago, ain't it?
"Some Girls" was definitely my favorite album of that summer. Still the best album the Stones ever did, in my humble opinion.
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:46 PM
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55. Hell, I had forgot about this!
My favorite Stones video!!!

Well the preacher kept right on saying that all I had to do was send
Ten dollars to the church of the sacred bleeding heart of jesus
Located somewhere in los angeles, california
And next week theyd say my prayer on the radio
And all my dreams would come true


How could he say that with a straight face? :rofl:

:yourock:
_________________

Far Away Eyes
Stones

I was driving home early sunday morning through bakersfield
Listening to gospel music on the colored radio station
And the preacher said, you know you always have the Lord by your side

And I was so pleased to be informed of this
that I ran twenty red lights in his honor
Thank you jesus, thank you lord

I had an arrangement to meet a girl, and I was kind of late
And I thought by the time I got there
She'd be off with the nearest truck driver she could find
Much to my surprise, there she was sittin in the corner
A little bleary, worse for wear and tear
Was a girl with far away eyes

So if youre down on your luck
And you cant harmonize
Find a girl with far away
And if youre downright disgusted
And life aint worth a dime
Get a girl with far away eyes

Well the preacher kept right on saying that all I had to do was send
Ten dollars to the church of the sacred bleeding heart of jesus
Located somewhere in los angeles, california
And next week theyd say my prayer on the radio
And all my dreams would come true
So I did, the next week, I got a prayer with a girl
Well, you know what kind of eyes she got

So if youre down on your luck
I know you all sympathize
Find a girl with far away eyes
And if youre downright disgusted
And life aint worth a dime
Get a girl with far away eyes
_______________

:applause:
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ornotna Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:38 PM
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51. What's Wrong With Right
The Hacienda Brothers with Dan Penn

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UktWopOV3j8




RIP Chris
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:53 PM
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58. Never heard these guys. I like.
They are trying to be traditional. Pretty cool.

:applause:
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Lyrics from http://www.haciendabrothers.com

What's wrong with right?, do I hold you too tight?
You've grown cool to my touch, am I asking too much?

...and what's wrong with love? Don't we fit like a glove?
Why we don't even fight, ...so honey what's wrong with right?

I don't wanna see another breakup
way too many people don't even try
and oh they're so lonely when they wake up
to see they've let love slip on by

So what's wrong with right?, can our love still burn bright?
Before we say goodnight, tell me what's wrong with right?
Please don't leave me tonight, and honey, what's wrong with right?
_____________

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greendog Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:50 PM
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56. Bob Wills and Glen Campbell - "Take me back to Tulsa"
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:57 PM
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60. Another oldie classic, woot!
Thanks!

:applause:
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Take me back to Tulsa
Bill Wills

Where's that girl with the red dress on? Some folks calls her Dinah
Stole my heart away from me, way down in Louisana.

Take Me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry
Take me back to Tulsa, I'm too young to marry.

Little bee sucks the blossom, big bee gets the honey,
Dark man picks the cotton, White man gets the money.

Oh, walk and talk suzy, walk and talk suzy.
Walk and talk suzy, walk and talk suzy.

I went to the Railroad, laid my head down on the track.
I thought about that girl of mine and I gradually eased it back.

We always wear a great big smile, we never do look sour.
Travel all over the country, playing music by the hour.
______________

:hi:
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WCGreen Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 11:29 PM
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79. Texas Swing....
Yee HAw...
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greendog Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 07:53 PM
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57. Charlie Poole - "White House Blues"
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 08:20 PM
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62. He is from the same woods I call home
About 60 miles east along the NC border from me.

Thanks!

:yourock:
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Charlie Poole - "White House Blues"
(I had to type some out, whew)

McKinley hollered, McKinley squalled
Doctor said, McKinley, I can't find the ball
From Buffalo to Washington

Roosevelt's in the White House, he's doin' his best
McKinley's in the graveyard, he's taking his rest
He is gone, for a long time gone

Hush up little children, now don't you fret
You'll draw a pension at your papa's death
From Buffalo to Washington

Roosevelt's in the White House, ??
McKinley's in the graveyard, he ne'r wakes up
He is gone, for a long time

There's just one thing that grieves my mind
That is to die and leave my poor wife behind
I'm gone, a long time gone

Hush up little children, now don't you fret
You'll draw a pension at your papa's death
From Buffalo to Washington

Standin' at the station, lookin' at the time
Train's due in at half-past nine
From Buffalo to Washington

came the train thats right on time
she run 100 miles from 8 o'clock til nine
From Buffalo to Washington

Yonder comes the train, she's comin' down the line
Blowin' at every station, McKinley's a-dyin'
It's hard times, it's hard times

Look here you rascal, see what you've done
You shot my husband with your Iver Johnson gun
Carry me back to Washington

He jumped on his horse, he pulled on the mane
He said to the horse, you gotta outrun this train
From Buffalo to Washington

Doctor come a-runnin', he took off his specs
Said, Mister McKinley, better cash in your checks
You're bound to die, you're bound to die
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greendog Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 08:58 PM
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65. Here's another one frome western N.C.
Bascom Lamar Lunsford: "I wish i was a mole in the ground".
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YETlmOQWkXU&feature=related
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 10:47 PM
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72. I listened to a lot stuff like this coming up
You don't really have to be able to sing good OR play well to have fun with it.

:thumbsup:
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I wish I was a mole in the ground
Yes I wish I was a mole in the ground
If I's a mole in the ground I'd root that mountain down
And I wish I was a mole in the ground

Oh Tippy wants a nine dollar shawl
Yes Tippy wants a nine dollar shawl
I come o'er the hill with a forty dollar bill
Baby where you been so long

I been in the bend so long
Yes I been in the bend so long
I been in the bend with the rough and rowdy men
Baby where you been so long

Oh I don't like a railroad man
No I don't like a railroad man
If I's a railroad man they'll kill you when he can
Drink up your blood like wine

Oh I wish I was a lizard in the spring
Yes I wish I was a lizard in the spring
If I's a lizard in the spring I'd hear my darlin' sing
And I wish I was a lizard in the spring

Oh Capie let your hair roll down
Capie let your hair roll down
Let your hair roll down and your bangs curl round
Oh Capie let your hair roll down

I wish I was a mole in the ground
Yes I wish I was a mole in the ground
If I's a mole in the ground I'd root that mountain down
And I wish I was a mole in the ground
__________

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hellbound-liberal Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 08:23 PM
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63. I think this is the first country western song that I really liked:
El Paso- Marty Robbins
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0PNojx-OCto

And a version that some of you may be more familiar with:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EfI5Ep4GDK8
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 10:50 PM
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73. Definately western :)
A classic tale. Woot.

Thanks!

:)
________________

El Paso- Marty Robbins

Out in the West Texas town of El Paso
I fell in love with a Mexican girl.
Night-time would find me in Rosa's cantina;
Music would play and Felina would whirl.

Blacker than night were the eyes of Felina,
Wicked and evil while casting a spell.
My love was deep for this Mexican maiden;
I was in love but in vain, I could tell.

One night a wild young cowboy came in,
Wild as the West Texas wind.
Dashing and daring,
A drink he was sharing
With wicked Felina,
The girl that I loved.

So in anger I

Challenged his right for the love of this maiden.
Down went his hand for the gun that he wore.
My challenge was answered in less than a heart-beat;
The handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor.

Just for a moment I stood there in silence,
Shocked by the FOUL EVIL deed I had done.
Many thoughts raced through my mind as I stood there;
I had but one chance and that was to run.

Out through the back door of Rosa's I ran,
Out where the horses were tied.
I caught a good one.
It looked like it could run.
Up on its back
And away I did ride,

Just as fast as I

Could from the West Texas town of El Paso
Out to the bad-lands of New Mexico.

Back in El Paso my life would be worthless.
Everything's gone in life; nothing is left.
It's been so long since I've seen the young maiden
My love is stronger than my fear of death.

I saddled up and away I did go,
Riding alone in the dark.
Maybe tomorrow
A bullet may find me.
Tonight nothing's worse than this
Pain in my heart.

And at last here I

Am on the hill overlooking El Paso;
I can see Rosa's cantina below.
My love is strong and it pushes me onward.
Down off the hill to Felina I go.

Off to my right I see five mounted cowboys;
Off to my left ride a dozen or more.
Shouting and shooting I can't let them catch me.
I have to make it to Rosa's back door.

Something is dreadfully wrong for I feel
A deep burning pain in my side.
Though I am trying
To stay in the saddle,
I'm getting weary,
Unable to ride.

But my love for

Felina is strong and I rise where I've fallen,
Though I am weary I can't stop to rest.
I see the white puff of smoke from the rifle.
I feel the bullet go deep in my chest.

From out of nowhere Felina has found me,
Kissing my cheek as she kneels by my side.
Cradled by two loving arms that I'll die for,
One little kiss and Felina, good-bye.
____________

Yeehaw!
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nomorenomore08 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 10:13 PM
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68. Don't know if this meets the strict definition of "country music," but it is an awesome Dylan cover.
Jason and the Scorchers - "Absolutely Sweet Marie"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p-cF40OWeak

And here's something more traditional:

Johnny Cash - "Sunday Morning Comin' Down"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DuQKYOxV_h0
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 10:57 PM
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75. Nothing strict here
Just ballparks :)

Both good ones. The first one took a sec to get used to, and the second is probably my favorite Cash. Well, there is Hurt, Boy Named Sue, Beans for Breakfast.. hmm, ALL Cash is good ;)

Thanks.

:applause:
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Absolutely Sweet Marie

Well, your railroad gate, you know I just can't jump it
Sometimes it gets so hard, you see
I'm just sitting here beating on my trumpet
With all these promises you left for me
But where are you tonight, sweet Marie?

Well, I waited for you when I was half sick
Yes, I waited for you when you hated me
Well, I waited for you inside of the frozen traffic
When you knew I had some other place to be
Now, where are you tonight, sweet Marie?

Well, anybody can be just like me, obviously
But then, now again, not too many can be like you, fortunately.

Well, six white horses that you did promise
Were fin'lly delivered down to the penitentiary
But to live outside the law, you must be honest
I know you always say that you agree
But where are you tonight, sweet Marie?

Well, I don't know how it happened
But the river-boat captain, he knows my fate
But ev'rybody else, even yourself
They're just gonna have to wait.

Well, I got the fever down in my pockets
The Persian drunkard, he follows me
Yes, I can take him to your house but I can't unlock it
You see, you forgot to leave me with the key
Oh, where are you tonight, sweet Marie?

Now, I been in jail when all my mail showed
That a man can't give his address out to bad company
And now I stand here lookin' at your yellow railroad
In the ruins of your balcony
Wond'ring where you are tonight, sweet Marie.
_____________

Sunday Morning Coming Down - Cash

Well, I woke up Sunday morning
With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt.
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad,
So I had one more for dessert.
Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt.
Then I washed my face and combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.

I'd smoked my mind the night before
With cigarettes and songs I'd been picking.
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
Playing with a can that he was kicking.
Then I walked across the street
And caught the Sunday smell of someone frying chicken.
And Lord, it took me back to something that I'd lost
Somewhere, somehow along the way.

On a Sunday morning sidewalk,
I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothing short a' dying
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleeping city sidewalk
And Sunday morning coming down.

In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughing little girl that he was swinging.
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
And listened to the songs they were singing.
Then I headed down the street,
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing,
And it echoed through the canyon
Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday.

On a Sunday morning sidewalk,
I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothing short a' dying
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleeping city sidewalk
And Sunday morning coming down.
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Tikki Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 10:27 PM
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69. "Stranger In The House".......
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ttQYBPl03ks

Elvis and George Jones....

Tikki
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 11:03 PM
Response to Reply #69
76. Gotta get some Possum in here
Woohoo!

He is on top of my storytellers list :)

:woohoo:
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Stranger In The House

This never was one of the great romances
But I thought you'd always have those young girl's eyes
But now they look in tired and bitter glances
At the ghost of a man who walks 'round in my disguise

I get the feeling that I don't belong here
But there's no welcome in the window anyway
And I look down for a number on my keychain
'Cause it feels more like a hotel everyday

There's a stranger in the house; nobody's seen his face
But everybody says he's taken my place
There's a stranger in the house no one will ever see
But everybody says he looks like me

And now you say you've got no expectations
But I know you also miss those carefree days
And for all the angry words that passed between us
You still don't understand me when I say

There's a stranger in the house; nobody's seen his face
But everybody says he's taken my place
There's a stranger in the house no one will ever see
But everybody says he looks like me
____________

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ThoughtCriminal Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 10:30 PM
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70. Gloom, despair, and agony on me
GLOOM, DESPAIR AND AGONY ON ME
Buck Owens & Roy Clark

Gloom, despair, and agony on me
Deep, dark depression, excessive misery
If it weren't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all
Gloom, despair, and agony on me

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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 11:21 PM
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77. Couldn't find audio on this one anywhere
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 10:44 PM
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71. Lets get some female singers in the mix
There was a pretty good trashy period back a while ago :P
_________________

"Fist City"
Loretta Lynn

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jds1eVMueeE

A you´ve been makin´ your brags around town
That you´ve been a lovin´ my man
But the man I love, when he picks up trash
He puts it in a garbage can
And that´s what a you look like to me
And what I see´s a pity
Close your face and stay outta my way
If ya don´t wanna go to fist city

If ya don´t wanna go to fist city
Ya better detour around my town
´Cause I´ll grab you by the hair a the head
And I´ll lift a you off a the ground

I´m not a sayin´ my baby´s a saint ´cause he ain´t
N´ that he won´t cat around with a kitty
I´m here to tell ya gal to lay offa my man
If ya don´t wanna go to fist city

Come on and tell me what you told my friends
If you think you´re brave enough
And I´ll show you what a real woman is
Since you think you´re hot stuff
You´ll bite off more than you can chew
If you get to cute or witty
You better move your feet
If you don´t wanna eat
A meal that´s called fist city

If you don´t wanna go to fist city
You better detour around my town
´Cause I´ll grab you by the hair a the head
And I´ll lift you offa the ground

I´m not a sayin´ my baby´s a saint ´cause he ain´t
N´ that he won´t cat around with a kitty
I´m here to tell ya gal to lay offa my man
If ya don´t wanna go to fist city
I´m here to tell ya gal to lay offa my man
If ya don´t wanna go to fist city
__________________

Just sayin...

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The Magistrate Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 10:57 PM
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74. Here Is One From The Period, Sir
Hard to resist a lyric like "whiskey and blood run together'....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d43g8unp7Wk
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 11:28 PM
Response to Reply #74
78. Why Thank'y ma'am
;)

This doesnt mean I'm a'stoppin drinkin' :P

This one is wonderful. Thanks! It's odd for me because I love bluegrass/old timey gospel but am agnostic. Good music and stories is always good music and stories.

:applause:
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"The Wreck on the Highway"

Who did you say it was, brother?
Who was it fell by the way?
When whiskey and blood run together
Did you hear anyone pray?

Their names I'm not able to tell you,
But here is one thing I can say:
There were whiskey and blood mixed together,
But I didn't hear nobody pray.

I didn't hear nobody pray, dear brother,
I didn't hear nobody pray.
I heard the crash on the highway,
But I didn't hear nobody pray.
When I heard the crash on the highway,
I knew what it was from the start;
I went to the scene of destruction
A picture was stamped on my heart.
Whiskey and glass all together,
Was mixed up with blood where they lay.
Death played her hand in destruction,
But I didn't hear nobody pray.

I didn't hear nobody pray, dear brother,
I didn't hear nobody pray.
I heard the crash on the highway,
But I didn't hear nobody pray.
I wish I could change this sad story
That I am now telling you;
But there is no way I can change it,
Somebody's life is now through.
Their soul has been nursed by the Master,
They died in a crash on their way.
I heard the groans of the dying,
But I didn't hear nobody pray.

I didn't hear nobody pray, dear brother,
I didn't hear nobody pray.
I heard the crash on the highway,
But I didn't hear nobody pray.
Give up the game an' stop drinking,
For Jesus is pleading with you. It cost him a lot in redeeming, Redeeming the promise for you.
Hit'll be too late if tomorrow
You'll fall by a crash by the way,
With whiskey and blood all around you,
And you can't hear nobody pray.

I didn't hear nobody pray, dear brother,
I didn't hear nobody pray.
I heard the crash on the highway,
But I didn't hear nobody pray.
_________________

:yourock:
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The Magistrate Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 11:37 PM
Response to Reply #78
80. Glad You Liked It, Sir
This got played a lot around the cousins' house....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HMWBhVNFlZs

Sort of the obverse of the earlier item....
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SheWhoMustBeObeyed Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 01:13 AM
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86. What about "Blood On the Coal"?
You know, by The Folksmen.



It was April 27 in the year of '91
'Bout a mile below the surface and the warm Kentucky sun
The late shift was ending and the early shift was late
The foreman ate his dinner on a dirty tin plate

Chorus:
Blood on the tracks, blood in the mine
Brothers and sisters what a terrible time
Ole 97 went in the wrong hole
Now my number 60 has blood on the coal
Blood on the coal, blood on the coal

The slag pits were steamin' it was 7:25
Every miner worked the coal face
Every one of them alive
The train came 'round the corner
You could hear the trestle groan
But the switcher wasn't listenin' so he left the switch alone

(Chorus)

The walls began to tremble and the men began to yell
You could hear that lonesome whistle like an echo out of - well,
They dropped their picks and shovels and to safety they did run
For to stay among the living in the year of '91

(Chorus)

An Irishman named Murphy said "I'll stop that iron horse!"
And he stood to thwart its passage
And it crushed him dead of course
And I hope he hears the irony when ere this tale is told
The train that took his life was burning good Kentucky coal
Hey!

(Chorus)

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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 08:13 AM
Response to Reply #86
98. It is actually pretty good
Considering the clip is from MadTV :)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y3J-_fAavm4

:hi:
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SheWhoMustBeObeyed Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 11:08 AM
Response to Reply #98
117. Great! I didn't know there was a clip
That song cracks me up. Thanks!
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BrotherBuzz Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 11:40 PM
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81. Maybe this is more country swing but I love it nevertheless
Bing does it well, but Dan Hick and His Hot Licks version knocks my socks off (bummer, no youtube listings).

This animation if top drawer. My wife used to do this sort of stuff back when 16mm was king, but this one pales anything we ever did. Enjoy.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1sqQa8LT7Ko&feature=related
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 08:30 AM
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100. Good ones- I couldnt find that one of Bing's either
It seems that all people uploaded to the net of Bing's was Christmas music. I found this MP3 though. I love Bing and Dean. I used to do a Bing impression when in the service that made ppl cry laughing.. ba ba ba boo.

:applause:
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Bing Crosby - Lay That Pistol Down
http://ns36912.ovh.net/~jazzonli/mp3rit/RiDEC23277A.mp3

Lay that pistol down, Babe.
Lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin mama
Lay that pistol down.

Oh, drinkin beer in a cabaret
Was I havin fun!
Until one night she caught me right
And now I'm on the run.

Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe.
Lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin mama
Lay that pistol down.

Oh, I'll sing you every night Bing
And I'll woo you every day.
I'll be your regular mama
And I'll put that gun away.

Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe.
Lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin mama
Lay that thing down before it goes off and hurts somebody!

Oh, she kicked out my windshield
And she hit me over the head.
She cussed and cried and said I lied
And she wished that I was dead.

Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe.
Lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin mama
Lay that pistol down.

We're 3 tough gals
From deep down Texas way.
We got no pals
They don't like the way we play.
We're a rough rootin tootin shootin trio
But you ought to see my sister Cleo
She's a terror make no error
But there ain't no nicer terror
Here's what we tell her:

Lay that pistol down, Babe.
Lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin mama
Lay that pistol down

Pappy made a batch of corn
The revenuers came.
The draugh was slow
So now they know
You can't do that to Mame.

Lay that pistol down, Babe.
Lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin mama
Lay that pistol down

Oh, singing songs in a cabaret
Was I havin fun!
Until one night it didn't seem right
And now I'm on the run.

Oh, lay that pistol down, Babe.
Lay that pistol down.
Pistol packin mama
Lay that pistol down.

Oh, pistol packin mama
Lay that pistol down.

_________

I'm an Old Cowhand

I'm an old cowhand
from the Rio Grande,
But my legs ain't bowed
and my cheeks ain't tanned;
I'm a cowboy who never saw a cow --
Never roped a steer, 'cause I don't know how,
And I sure ain't fixin' to start in now.
Yippie - yi - yo - ki - yay,
yippie - yi - yo - ki - yay.

I'm an old cowhand
from the Rio Grande,
And I learned to ride
'fore I learned to stand;
I'm a ridin' fool who is up to date --
I know every trail in the Lone Star state,
'Cause I ride the range in a Ford V8.
Yippie - yi - yo - ki - yay,
yippie - yi - yo - ki - yay.

I'm an old cowhand
from the Rio Grande,
And I came to town
just to hear the band;
I know all the songs that the cowboys know
'Bout the big corral where the dogies go,
'Cause I learned them all on the rad-ee-o
Yippie - yi - yo - ki - yay,
yippie - yi - yo - ki - yay.
___________

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Amerigo Vespucci Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 11:41 PM
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82. Dwight Yoakam - Long White Cadillac
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wf8B8-oYTME

Night wolves moan
Winter hills are black
I'm all alone
Sitting in the back
Of a long white Cadillac

Train whistle cries
Lost on its own track
I close my eyes
Sitting in the back
Of a long white Cadillac

Sometimes I blame it on a woman
The one that made my poor heart bleed
Sometimes I blame it on the money
Sometimes I blame it all on me

Headlights shine
Highway fades to black
Its my last ride
Sitting in the back
Of a long white Cadillac

Train whistle cries
Lost on its own track
I close my eyes
I aint never coming back
In a long white Cadillac

In a long white Cadillac
In a long white Cadillac
In a long white Cadillac
In a long white Cadillac

Bye, bye, baby, I'm gonna take this white trash on down the road

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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 08:36 AM
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101. Dwight voice screams old country
It took a while to get used to his voice, but after I did it was like... how could it be any other way.

Thanks.

:applause:
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 11:42 PM
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83. G'night - Thanks everyone
I leave you with another Lady of Country as I go to dream sweet dreams and wild adventures of the music ya'll shared in this thread.
_________________

Coat of Many Colors - Dolly Parton

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c1zJzr-kWsI

Back through the years
I go wonderin once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags that someone gave us
And how my momma put the rags to use
There were rags of many colors
Every piece was small
And I didnt have a coat
And it was way down in the fall
Momma sewed the rags together
Sewin every piece with love
She made my coat of many colors
That I was so proud of

As she sewed, she told a story
From the bible, she had read
About a coat of many colors
Joseph wore and then she said
Perhaps this coat will bring you
Good luck and happiness
And I just couldnt wait to wear it
And momma blessed it with a kiss

Chorus:
My coat of many colors
That my momma made for me
Made only from rags
But I wore it so proudly
Although we had no money
I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me

So with patches on my britches
Holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colors
I hurried off to school
Just to find the others laughing
And making fun of me
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me

And oh I couldnt understand it
For I felt I was rich
And I told them of the love
My momma sewed in every stitch
And I told em all the story
Momma told me while she sewed
And how my coat of many colors
Was worth more than all their clothes

But they didnt understand it
And I tried to make them see
one is only poor
Only if they choose to be
Now I know we had no money
But I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me
Made just for me
_____________

Night Night

:hug::loveya::hug:
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 08:37 AM
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102. Yay- female country
Hi Inchworm!

Hi!

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GoddessOfGuinness Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 10:49 PM
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120. Dolly deserves more than one...
I'll post another down thread... :hi::hug:
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GoddessOfGuinness Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Apr-30-08 11:49 PM
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84. Stand By Your Man
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 08:45 AM
Response to Reply #84
103. Good'n! - I put Tammy's link in for comparison
Here is Tammy doing it, too, in a beehive no less :)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=DwBirf4BWew
______________

Stand by Your Man

Sometimes it's hard to be a woman
Giving all your love to just one man
And if you love him
Oh be proud of him
'Cause after all he's just a man

Stand by your man
Give him two arms to cling to
And something warm to come to
When nights are cold and lonely

Stand by your man
And tell the world you love him
Keep giving all the love you can
Stand by your man

Stand by your man
And show the world you love him
Keep giving all the love you can - BABY!
Stand by your man
_________________

;)

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grasswire Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 01:05 AM
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85. I'm My Own Grandpa -- Grandpa Jones
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 09:06 AM
Response to Reply #85
105. I've heard this but never followed along with the lyrics- LoL
What a hoot! :rofl:

Thanks for this one.

:applause:
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I'm My Own Grandpa -- Grandpa Jones

Now many, many years ago, when I was twenty-three,
I was married to a widow who was pretty as could be.
This widow had a grown-up daughter who had hair of red.
My father fell in love with her, and soon they, too, were wed.

This made my dad my son-in-law and changed my very life,
My daughter was my mother, cause she was my father's wife.
To complicate the matter, even though it brought me joy,
I soon became the father of a bouncing baby boy.

My little baby then became a brother-in-law to Dad,
And so became my uncle, though it made me very sad.
For if he was my uncle, then that also made him brother
Of the widow's grown-up daughter, who, of course, was my stepmother.

I'm my own grandpa.
He's his own grandpa.
It sounds funny, I know,
But it really is so,
Oh, I'm my own grandpa.

Father's wife then had a son who kept him on the run,
And he became my grandchild, for he was my daughter's son.
My wife is now my mother's mother, and it makes me blue,
Because, although she is my wife, she's my grandmother, too.

I'm my own grandpa.
He's his own grandpa.
It sounds funny, I know,
But it really is so,
Oh, I'm my own grandpa.

Now if my wife is my grandmother, then I'm her grandchild,
And everytime I think of it, it nearly drives me wild,
For now I have become the strangest case you ever saw
As husband of my grandmother, I am my own grandpa.

I'm my own grandpa.
I'm my own grandpa.
It sounds funny, I know,
But it really is so,
Oh, I'm my own grandpa.
__________

:yourock:

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krispos42 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 01:40 AM
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87. *sigh* Okay, okay, okay...
To the tune of "Achy Breaky Heart", by Billy Ray Cyrus




"Achy Breaky Song"

You can torture me
With Donnie & Marie
You can play some Barry Manilow
Or you can play some schlock
Like New Kids On The Block
Or any Village People song you know
Or play Vanilla Ice
Hey, you can play him twice
And you can play the Bee Gees any day
But Mr. DJ, please
I'm beggin' on my knees
I just can't take no more of Billy Ray

Don't play that song
That "Achy Breaky" song
The most annoying song I know
And if you play that song
That "Achy Breaky" song
I might blow up my radio, ooo...

You can clear the room
By playing Debbie Boon
Or crank your Abba records until dawn
Oh, I can even hear
Slim Whitman or Zamfir
Don't mind a Yoko Ono marathon
Or play some Tiffany
On 8-track or CD
Or scrape your fingernails across the board
Or tie me to a chair
And kick me down the stairs
Just please don't play that stupid song no more

Don't play that song
That "Achy Breaky" song
You know I hate that song a bunch
And if you play that song
That nauseating song
It might just make me lose my lunch, ooo...

Don't play that song
That "Achy Breaky" song
I think it's driving me insane
Oh, please don't play that song
That irritating song
I'd rather have a pitchfork in my brain...

Don't play that song
That "Achy Breaky" song
The most annoying song I know
And if you play that song
That "Achy Breaky" song
I might blow up my radio, ooo-woo...


http://youtube.com/watch?v=2RLCWxgDsoY


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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 09:11 AM
Response to Reply #87
106. Ok- I'll come clean
I was more about music than TV raising daughter. There were a few years when she was like 3-5 when she would play AND sing this song what seemed like non-stop from dawn to dusk.

I grew to hate the Achey Breaky Heart song.

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VenusRising Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 01:48 AM
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88. Hoyt Axton
Edited on Thu May-01-08 01:50 AM by VenusRising
Wild Bull Rider

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iJDJC_Upj8s

Dixie was a lady and a Rodeo Queen Billy was her lover ah you know what I mean
Billy rode the bulls in the big rodeo Dixie loved her man and she told him so
Dixie loved her man and she told him so

Brought a bad bull to the big rodeo said he killed a man out in New Mexico
Dixie said Billy please don't go don't ride that killer in the rodeo
You're the only man I love and I need you so

Then Billy he looked at Dixie looked her right in the eys
Said I'm a Wild Bull Rider and I love my rodeo
I'd ride that bull to hell and back for the money and the show
My pappy was a pistol I'm a son of a gun I ride wild bulls just to have some fun
And the higher they get a little too low for me
I said the higher they get a little too low for me

Billy rode that killer out of New Mexico
He rode him cross the Rockies through the rain and the snow
Rode across the desert to the shining sea rode across the water out to Hawaii
Rode across the water out to Hawaii
Aloha ha Aloha hey Aloha ha Aloha hey

Billy rode that bull around the world and then
He rode him out to Jupiter and back again
Picked up Dixie away they did fly like a shootin' star sailing through the sky
Like a shootin' star sailing through the sky

And I could hear Billy say
He said I'd rather be a lover than a fighter of wars
Be from Oklahoma than the nebulous stars
Spent a lot of time in some honky tonk bars
From Memphis to the China Sea yeah from Memphis to the China Sea

And I'm a Wild Bull Rider and I love my rodeo
I'd ride that bull to hell and back for the money and the show
My pappy was a pistol I'm a son of a gun I ride wild bulls just to have some fun
And the higher they get a little too low for me
I said the higher they get a little too low for me

Aloha ha Aloha hey Aloha ha Aloha hey...


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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 09:19 AM
Response to Reply #88
108. Neat story
I read he was Navy. You can see it somewhat in the lyrics.

Thanks.

:yourock:
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KatyMan Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 02:20 AM
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90. Two more from me
Guy Clark. Everybody who likes good folk/country type music should get his first two albums to start with (and then keep going). He's awesome.

Desperadoes Waiting for a Train http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dFb1lGMvS3I
Last Gunfighter Ballad http://www.last.fm/music/Guy+Clark/_/The+Last+Gunfighter+Ballad

DESPERADOES WAITING FOR A TRAIN

I played the Red River Valley.
He'd sit in the kitchen and cry.
Run his fingers through seventy years of livin'.
"I wonder, Lord, has every well I've drilled gone dry?".
We were friends, me and this old man,
Like desperados waitin' for a train.
Desperados waitin' for a train.

Well, he's a drifter an' a driller of oil wells.
And an old school man of the world.
He taught me how to drive his car when he w's too drunk to.
Oh, and he'd wink and give me money for the girls.
An' our lives were like, some old Western movie,
Like desperados waitin' for a train.
Like desperados waitin' for a train.

An' from the time that I could walk, he'd take me with him,
To a bar called the Green Frog Cafe.
An' there was old men with beer guts and dominos.
Oh, an they're lying 'bout their lives while they played.
An' I was just a kid, that they all called his sidekick,
Like desperados waitin' for a train.
Like desperados waitin' for a train.

One day I looked up and he's pushin' eighty.
An' he's brown tobacco stains all down his chin.
Well, to me he's one of the heroes of this country,
So why's he all dressed up like them old men?
He's drinkin' beer and playin' Moon and Forty-two.
Like a desperado waitin' for a train.
Like a desperado waitin' for a train.

An' then the day before he died, I went to see him,
I was grown and he was almost gone.
So we just closed our eyes and dreamed us up a kitchen,
And sang another verse to that old song.
Come on, Jack, that son-of-a-bitch is comin'.
We're like desperados waitin' for a train
Like desperados waitin' for a train.
Like desperados waitin' for a train.
Like desperados waitin' for a train.
================================================================
LAST GUNFIGHTER BALLAD

The old gunfighter on the porch
stared into the sun
and relived the days of living by the gun
when deadly games of pride were played
and living was mistakes not made

and the thought of the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke
Ah, the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

It's always keep your back to the sun
and he can almost feel the weight of the gun
it's faster than snakes or the blink of an eye
and it's a time for all slow men to die
and his eyes get squinty and his fingers twitch
and he empties the gun at the son of a bitch

and he's hit by the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke
hit by the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

Now the burn of a bullet is only a scar
he's back in his chair in front of the bar
and the streets are empty and the blood's all dried
and the dead are dust and the whiskey's inside
so buy him a drink and lend him an ear
he's nobody's fool and the only one here

who remembers the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke
remember the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

He said I stood in that street before it was paved
learned shoot or be shot before I could shave
and I did it all for the money and fame
noble was nothing but feeling no shame
and nothing was sacred but stayin' alive
and all that I learned from a Colt 45

was to curse the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke
curse the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

Now he's just an old man that no one believes
says he's a gunfighter, the last of the breed
and there are ghosts in the street seeking revenge
calling him out to the lunatic fringe
now he's out in the traffic checking the sun
and he's killed by a car as he goes for his gun

So much for the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke
so much for the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke

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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 09:28 AM
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109. Reeal good ones!
The first one is about my dad and I. He was a truck driver and never made it to 80 but so real to this story. He died out on the road. It was quite poetic. :patriot:

I'm liking this Guy Clark fellow. Thanks a heap!

:yourock:



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KatyMan Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 10:01 AM
Response to Reply #109
112. Glad you liked them!
Like I said his first two albums are great, very poetic like that. He had a comeback album in the 90s called Boats to Build, which is very good as well. Enjoy!
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KatyMan Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 02:22 AM
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91. Dupe
Edited on Thu May-01-08 02:23 AM by Kentish Man
Oops!
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SeattleGirl Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 02:40 AM
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93. "Another Log on the Fire", Tompall and The Glaser Brothers
This song always cracked me up when I heard it:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-QQOkDbbte4

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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 09:37 AM
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110. I laugh too - hmm, WHY are you leaving me?!?
LoL

:applause:
___________

Another Log on the Fire

Put another log on the fire.
Cook me up some bacon and some beans.
And go out to the car and change the tyre.
Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans.
Come on, baby, you can fill my pipe,
And then go fetch my slippers.
And boil me up another pot of tea.
Then put another log on the fire, babe,
And come and tell me why you're leaving me.

Now don't I let you wash the car on Sunday?
Don't I warn you when you're gettin fat?
Ain't I a-gonna take you fishin' with me someday?
Well, a man can't love a woman more than that.
Ain't I always nice to your kid sister?
Don't I take her driving every night?
So, sit here at my feet 'cos I like you when you're sweet,
And you know it ain't feminine to fight.

So, put another log on the fire.
Cook me up some bacon and some beans.
Go out to the car and lift it up and change the tyre.
Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans.
Come on, baby, you can fill my pipe,
And then go fetch my slippers.
And boil me up another pot of tea.
Then put another log on the fire, babe,
And come and tell me why you're leaving me.
____________

:rofl:
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SeattleGirl Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 02:40 AM
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94. Dupe
Edited on Thu May-01-08 02:51 AM by SeattleGirl

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SeattleGirl Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 02:51 AM
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95. "Streets of Bakersfield" - Dwight Yoakum with Buck Owens
Not strictly country-western, but I love this song!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xjIeqCe9f3A&feature=related

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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 09:43 AM
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111. Glad Buck is singing too
As a hitchhiker I can see the truth in this song. Good times.

:woohoo:
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Streets of Bakersfield

I came here looking for something
I couldn't find anywhere else
Well I don't wanna be nobody
just want a chance to be myself

I've done a thousand miles of thumbin'
yes I've worn blisters on my heels
Tryin' to find me something better
on the streets of Bakersfield

You don't know me but you don't like me
you say you care less how I feel
How many of you that sit and judge me
ever walked the streets of Bakerfield

< guitar >

Spent some time in San Francisco
spent a night there in the can
They threw this drunk man in my jail cell
I took fifteen dollars from that man

I left him my watch and my old house key
I don't want folks thinkin' that I'd steal
Then I thanked him as I was leaving
and I headed out for Bakersfield

You don't know me but you don't like me
you say you care less how I feel
How many of you that sit and judge me
ever walked the streets of Bakerfield

You don't know me but you don't like me
you say you care less how I feel
How many of you that sit and judge me
ever walked the streets of Bakerfield

How many of you that sit and judge me ever walked the streets of Bakerfield
_____________

:applause:
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BurtWorm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 07:24 AM
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96. Lakeside Trailer Park
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 10:13 AM
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113. You will like "country-fried Barenaked Ladies"
I couldn't find your lyrics, but give Antsy McClain and the Trailer Park Troubadours a good listening to. I couldn't find many of their lyrics either, but I put one here for ya. Most of their songs are off the wall hilarious.

:applause:

"Description:
It's kind of like a country-fried Barenaked Ladies, with witty southern lyrics and infectious hummable melody lines...McLain is backed by a stellar cast of musicians, including Brian Owings, Dave Pomeroy, Bobby Cochran and many others. Special guests include Lindsey Buckingham from Fleetwood Mac, Tommy Smothers and Bonnie Bramlett ...The songs are all great, from the trailer park anthem `Living in Aluminum,` to the rocking `The Devil Gets More Credit Than He Deserves.` `I Was Just Flipped Off By a Silver Haired Old Lady with a Honk if You Love Jesus Sticker On The Bumper of her Car` is reminiscent of Shel Silverstein and `KOA Refugee` would fit perfectly onto a Commander Cody album." -- Michael Buffalo Smith, www.swampland.com (DPR Records)"


:hi:
___________________

Antsy McClain and the Trailer Park Troubadour
Trailer On The Bayou

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B8nTO1ivPvY

I love ya, darlina my Cajun queen.
My bowling buddies know what I mean.
I take her fishin and giggin frogs.
When we go huntin she brings the dogs.
She got me feelin swampy my head is in a whirl my spicy little Creole girl.

CHORUS:
I wanna buy you a trailer on the bayou.
I wanna buy you a trailer on the bayou.

ORGAN SOLO

I'm so funky...She's so nice.
We go togethera like beans and rice.
Her brothers hate me. But I don't care.
I think they're jealous.
Must be the hair.
She got me feelin swampy my head is in a whirl. My spicy little Creole girl.

I wanna buy you a trailer on the bayou.
I wanna buy you
A trailer on the baaayyyooouuu Yeah.

GUITAR SOLO

I wanna buy you,
A trailer on the bayou.
I wanna buy you,
A trailer on the bayou.

SOLO
Trailer On The Bayou
__________

The thread title was a *poke* at the naysayer upthread :rofl:

:hi:
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argyl Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 08:28 AM
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99. Wolverton Mountain by Claude King circa 1962.
Definitely not Nashville pop.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ekb_tmU7KhU
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 11:02 AM
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115. Definately a classic
Weee!

Thanks!

:applause:
_____________

Wolverton Mountain

They say don't go on Wolverton Mountain,
if you're looking for a wife.
'Cause Clifton Clowers has a pretty
young daughter,
he's mighty handy with a gun and a knife.

Her tender lips are sweeter than honey
And Wolverton Mountain protects her there.
The bears and birds tell Clifton Clowers
If a stranger should wander there.

All of my dreams are on Wolverton Mountain.
I want his daughter for my wife.
I'll take my chances and climb that mountain
Though Clilfton Clowers, he may take my life

Her tender lips ....

I'm going up on Wolverton Mountain,
It's too lonely downhere below.
It's just not right to hide his dayghter
From the one who loves her so.

Her tender lips ...

But I don't care about Clifton Clowers,
I'm gonna climb up on his mountain,
I'm gonna take the girl I love.
I don't care about Clifton Clowers,
I'm gonna climb up on his mountain,
I'm gonna take the girl I love.
_____________

:hi:
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Coyote_Bandit Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 08:52 AM
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104. Johnny Cash

"Folsom Prison Blues" Johnny in 1959
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2_faH4hFwB0

"I Walk the Line" Johnny in 1965
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LE38XiBD6h8

"Man in Black" Johnny in 1971
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ihtZtUpn7sQ&feature=related

"Nasty Dan" With Oscar the Grouch (note the sly smile when he starts singing about Nasty Pearl)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hZy9FBDnNac

"Jackson" with June Carter Cash
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nzhzCF77GDo&feature=related

"Delia's Gone" the video that was banned from MTV - Johnny mid 1990's
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IeOPhh_DgPA

"Ring of Fire" Johnny and WIllie on VH1 Storeytellers
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=99CT3wQmiFU

"Tennessee Stud" one of the last great live performances IMHO - Johnny at 70
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Utka_BXEUK4

"Hurt" the last great award winning video filmed just weeks before June's death in 2003
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SmVAWKfJ4Go




God bless you, Johnny. Rest in Peace.
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 11:06 AM
Response to Reply #104
116. Any Cash is good Cash
Edited on Thu May-01-08 11:07 AM by Inchworm
Rather than cut and paste.. here are hella Johnny Cash lyrics

http://www.geocities.com/wabasso/lyrics.html

Woohoo!

:woohoo:

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demmiblue Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 09:12 AM
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107. Not really a fan of the genre, but...
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 11:11 AM
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118. There is a rare heard one of his upthread
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newmajority Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 10:59 AM
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114. Ring of Fire - cranked up a notch or two
Not exactly country in this rendition, but these guys proudly admit their country influences.....

(and if you're a fan of RFK Jr's radio show, you'll recognize this one)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0e7VYPZgHVA
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Inchworm Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 11:15 AM
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119. I'm gonna fit a punk day somehow
I'm kinda goin through the ages lol

Thanks :)

:hi:
_____________

Ring of Fire

Love is a burnin' thing,
And it makes a fiery ring
Bound by wild desire --
I fell into a ring of fire.

I fell into a burnin' ring of fire --
I went down, down, down
And the flames went higher,
And it burns, burn, burns,
The ring of fir, the ring of fire.

The taste of love is sweet
When hearts like ours meet.
I fell for you like a child --
Oh, but the fire ran wild.

I fell into a burnin' ring of fire --
I went down, down, down
And the flames went higher,
And it burns, burn, burns,
The ring of fir, the ring of fire.

I fell into a burnin' ring of fire --
I went down, down, down,
And the flames went higher,
And it burns, burn, burns,
The ring of fir, the ring of fire.
___________

:applause:
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GoddessOfGuinness Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu May-01-08 10:53 PM
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121. Dolly Parton...Shine
I guess it's more bluegrass than country, but Dolly is divine, as usual. She transcends all genres.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=LO4Oj9TOeu0

Gimme a word, gimme a sign
Show me where to look
And tell me what will I find
What will I find
Lay me on the ground
Fly me in the sky
Show me where to look
And tell me what will I find
What will I find

Yeah, oh
Heaven let your light shine down, ohh
Heaven let your light shine down, ohh
Heaven let your light shine down, ohh
Heaven let your light shine

Love is in the water
Love is in the air
Show me where to go
And tell me will love be there
Will love be there
Teach me how to speak
Teach me how to share
Teach me where to go
And tell me will love be there
Will love be there

Yeah, oh
Heaven let your light shine down, ohh
Heaven let your light shine down, ohh
Heaven let your light shine down, ohh
Heaven let your light shine

Gimme a word, gimme a sign
Show me where to look
And tell me what will I find
What will I find
Lord, teach me how to speak
Teach me how to share
Teach me where to go
And tell me will love be there
Will love be there

Yeah, oh
Heaven let your light shine down, ohh
Heaven let your light shine down, ohh
Heaven let your light shine down, ohh
Heaven let your light shine

Oh, heaven let your light shine down
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine
Heaven let your light shine down
Let it shine
Heaven let your light shine down
Shine, heaven let your light shine down
Heaven let your light shine down

Shine, shine
Just gimme a word
Gimme a sign, shine
Let it shine, let it shine
Teach me how to share
Teach me where to go
Tell me will love be there, shine
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ornotna Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Fri May-02-08 12:53 AM
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122. The Notorious Cherry Bombs
"It's Hard To Kiss The Lips At Night That Chew Your Ass Out All Day Long"

Rodney Crowell and Vince Gill
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AwSoYhJ9NkE
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