Elvish Posted April 18, 2008 Report Share Posted April 18, 2008 Here ya go, Muzik (although it ends rather abruptly): Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Elvish Posted April 18, 2008 Report Share Posted April 18, 2008 And on a related note... Family Tradition ~ Hank Williams Jr Country music singers Have always been a real close family But lately some of my kin folks have disowned a few others and me I guess its because I kinda changed my direction I guess i went and broke the family tradition They get on me wanna know Hank Why do you drink? (Hank) why do you roll smoke? Why must you live out the songs that you wrote? Over and over Everybody made my prediction So if I get stoned I'm just carryin' on an old family tradition I am very proud of my daddy's name Although his kinda music and mine ain't exactly the same Stop and think it over put yourself in my position If I get stoned and sing all night long it's a family tradition Don't ask me Hank Why do you drink? (Hank) why do you roll smoke? Why must you live out the songs that you wrote? If I'm down in a Honky-Tonk Some ol' slick's tryin to give me corrections I'll say leave me alone I'm singin all night long it's a family tradition Lordy, I have loved some ladies and I have loved Jim Beam and they both tried to kill me in 1973 when that doctor asked me Son how did you get in this condition I said hey sawbones I'm just carryin on an old family tradition So don't ask me Hank Why do you drink? (Hank) why do you roll smoke? Why must you live out the songs you wrote? Stop and think it over Try and put yourself in my unique position If I get stoned and sing all night long It's a family tradition! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shawna Posted April 18, 2008 Report Share Posted April 18, 2008 Mamas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys Elvy, this song's tangled up in my high school years. I love this song. I used to think, "I'd rather have a song than diamonds or gold." It still holds true. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Elvish Posted April 18, 2008 Report Share Posted April 18, 2008 Me too, Shawna. A song is worth a whole lotta diamonds and gold in my opinion Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MarcM Posted April 18, 2008 Report Share Posted April 18, 2008 The perfect Country and Western song: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Elvish Posted April 18, 2008 Report Share Posted April 18, 2008 Ah, David Allan Coe. He's still the man, but the years have not been kind... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MarcM Posted April 18, 2008 Report Share Posted April 18, 2008 Wow..... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MuzikTyme Posted April 19, 2008 Report Share Posted April 19, 2008 Impressed, as well Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bluesboy Posted April 19, 2008 Report Share Posted April 19, 2008 Musical interlude Coat of Many Colors Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
skybluesky Posted April 19, 2008 Report Share Posted April 19, 2008 Ah, David Allan Coe. He's still the man, but the years have not been kind... I was drunk the day my mom got out of prison... Classic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shawna Posted April 19, 2008 Report Share Posted April 19, 2008 "Alone In The Make-Out Room" - The Broken Family Band I just read these lyrics, and thought it for sure had to have been written by a guy... then it occurred to me maybe she's a relative of Miranda Lambert's. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lucky Posted April 19, 2008 Report Share Posted April 19, 2008 You've got dinner reservations, tickets to a show, and a great bottle of wine? No thank you. Here's my idea of a lovely evening. Spring's almost over, the catfish'r bitin' and it's time... Fishin' In The Dark Lazy yellow moon comin up tonite, Shinin thru the trees, Crickets are singin and lightning bugs Are floatin on the breeze Baby get ready..... Across the field where the creek turns back by the ole stump road Im gonna take you to a special place that nobody knows Baby get ready..... You and me going fishing in the dark, Lying on our backs and counting the stars Where the cool grass grows. Down by the river in the full moon light, Well be fallin in love in the middle of the night Just movin slow... Stayin the whole night thru, feels so good to be with you... Spring is almost over and the summers come And the days are gettin long Waited all winter for the time to be right, just to take you along Baby get ready..... And it dont matter if we sit forever and the fish dont bite Jump in the river and cool ourselves from the heat of the night Baby get ready..... Now, tell me that doesn't sound lovely. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
edna Posted April 19, 2008 Report Share Posted April 19, 2008 I loved "Lovesick Blues" - Hank Williams since I heard it for the first time, 50 years ago... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Steel2Velvet Posted April 19, 2008 Report Share Posted April 19, 2008 You've got dinner reservations, tickets to a show, and a great bottle of wine? No thank you. Here's my idea of a lovely evening. Spring's almost over, the catfish'r bitin' and it's time... Fishin' In The Dark Lazy yellow moon comin up tonite, Shinin thru the trees, Crickets are singin and lightning bugs Are floatin on the breeze Baby get ready..... Across the field where the creek turns back by the ole stump road Im gonna take you to a special place that nobody knows Baby get ready..... You and me going fishing in the dark, Lying on our backs and counting the stars Where the cool grass grows. Down by the river in the full moon light, Well be fallin in love in the middle of the night Just movin slow... Stayin the whole night thru, feels so good to be with you... Spring is almost over and the summers come And the days are gettin long Waited all winter for the time to be right, just to take you along Baby get ready..... And it dont matter if we sit forever and the fish dont bite Jump in the river and cool ourselves from the heat of the night Baby get ready..... Now, tell me that doesn't sound lovely. I used to be a DJ on a country station when the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band came out with that record. I thought it was so full of imagery that it was one song I would stop working to listen to all the way through. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
_Laurie_ Posted April 19, 2008 Report Share Posted April 19, 2008 Folsom Prison Blues ~ Johnny Cash I hear that train a-comin' It's rollin' around the bend And I ain't seen the sunshine, since... I don't know when. I'm stuck in Folsom Prison And time keeps draggin' on, But that train keeps a-movin' On down to San An-tone. When I was just a baby My Mama told me, "Son, Always be a good boy, Don't ever play with guns." But I shot a man in Reno, Just to watch him die. Now when I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry. I bet there's rich folks eatin' In them fancy dinin' cars. They're prob'ly drinkin' coffee, And smokin' big cigars. But I know I had it comin' I know I can't be free. But that train keeps a-movin' And that's what tortures me. When I get out of prison If that railroad train was mine, I bet I'd move it on A little farther down the line. Far from Folsom prison... That's where I want to stay. Then I'd let that lonesome whistle Blow my blues away. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
_Laurie_ Posted April 19, 2008 Report Share Posted April 19, 2008 Gentle On My Mind -Artist: Glen Campbell -peak Billboard position-originally # 62 in 1967 but re-charted at # 39 in 1968 -Words and Music by John Hartford It's knowin' that your door is always open And your path is free to walk That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag Rolled up and stashed behind your couch And it's knowin' I'm not shackled By forgotten words and bonds And the ink stains that have dried upon some line That keeps you in the back roads By the rivers of my memory That keeps you ever gentle on my mind It's not clingin' to the rocks and ivy Planted on their columns now that bind me Or something that somebody said because They thought we fit together walkin' It's just knowing that the world Will not be cursing or forgiving When I walk along some railroad track and find That you're movin' on the back roads By the rivers of my memory And for hours you're just gentle on my mind Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines And the junkyards and the highways come between us And some other woman's cryin' to her mother 'cause she turned and I was gone I still might run in silence Tears of joy might stain my face And the summer sun might burn me till I'm blind But not to where I cannot see You walkin' on the back roads By the rivers flowin' gentle on my mind I dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin' cracklin' cauldron In some train yard My beard a rustlin' coal pile And a dirty hat pulled low across my face Through cupped hands 'round a tin can I pretend to hold you to my breast and find That you're waitin' from the back roads By the rivers of my memory Ever smilin', ever gentle on my mind I've always liked this song... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MarcM Posted April 19, 2008 Report Share Posted April 19, 2008 tHIS IS LIKE GOING TO CHURCH.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Otokichi Posted April 20, 2008 Report Share Posted April 20, 2008 (edited) Sometimes "Country" can be pretty far from Nashville, or Texas, for that matter. I'm speaking of Hawaiian cowboys, aka "Paniolo" Here's a song that Melveen Leed took to Nashville when she made a Country album. Paniolo Country by M. Shutte Jr. Places I have been, cities I have seen, with concrete caverns rising from the ground. Miles and miles of asphalt trail, stretch across a land, stampeding metal ponies leaving smoke along the way... I'm going back to paniolo county, stars at night no city lights. Paniolo country, my home on the range. I made up my mind, won't waste any time I'm going back to where the clouds ride high. take my word its pretty, not like the great big city the winds still bring cool clear mountian air. I'm going back to paniolo country rain drops fall, the grass grows tall paniolo county, my home on the range. :guitar: Edited April 20, 2008 by Guest Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shawna Posted April 20, 2008 Report Share Posted April 20, 2008 this is an RCPM song that defies categorizing. It sounds a bit twangy, however, and it well worth a read-through the lyrics, if not a listen. Little Hung Over Oh, what a sin, looks like I slept in And I'm a-gonna be a little bit late My therapy began again to mend my broken heart again When happy hour started at eight Now I don't keep score, no not anymore You see, I seen a slammin' door a time or two before I know I'm gonna pull through I'm just a little hung over you… Headaches and heartaches will end Bring me aspirin and friends All I need is some laughs to get me back on the road Then I'm back on the mend, back in the saddle again And I'm the winner of the barstool rodeo I don't get so I cry anymore I've seen a barroom floor a time or two before I know I'm gonna pull through I'm just a little hung over you…. (Chorus) So barkeep won'tcha pick me the longest hair of that dog that bit me And pull his sharpest tooth Pour me your highest proof That these lowdown blues'll quit me Well, I sure had fun when I was her number one But now I'm standing' in number two But now I'm changing my shoes I'm just a little hung over you Meanwhile back at the bar I show off another scar From using my heart for bait Another false start of mine, back to the end of the line Where true love is-a-gonna have to wait Well I sure had fun when I was your number one But now I'm standing in number two But now I'm changing my shoes I'm gonna sing a little blues I'm just a little hung over you (Chorus) Barkeep won'tcha hit me... …there's a girl at the bar the twinkle's gone out of her star a hundred teardrops on her shoes… And though her head's hung low I think it's someone I know Is that little hung over you? Is that little hung over you? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MuzikTyme Posted April 22, 2008 Report Share Posted April 22, 2008 I've much considered this next performer as multi-talented; A class-1 country singer as well as an impressive actor. He's a living icon, IMHO. http://youtube.com/watch?v=K_cUFLmte28 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Elvish Posted April 28, 2008 Report Share Posted April 28, 2008 The One I Loved Back Then ~ George Jones I stopped off at the Quicksack for some beer and cigarettes The old man took my money as he stared at my Corvette He said, I had one just like her son, a 1963 'Til the man down at the bank took her from me Oh, she was hotter than a two dollar pistol She was the fastest thing around Long and lean every young man's dream She turned every head in town She was built and fun to handle Son I'm glad that you dropped in She reminds me of the one I loved back then Then I handed him my keys and said, here take her for a spin The old man scratched his head, then he looked at me and grinned He said son you just don't understand it ain't the car I want It's the brunette in your 'vette that turns me on I had one that was hotter than a two dollar pistol She was the fastest thing around Long and lean every young man's dream She turned every head in town She was built and fun to handle Son I'm glad that you dropped in She reminds me of the one I loved back then Lord she was hotter than a two dollar pistol She was the fastest thing around Long and lean every young man's dream She turned every head in town She was built and fun to handle Son I'm glad that you dropped in She reminds me of the one I loved back then She reminds me of the one I loved back then Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tenacious_Peaches Posted May 2, 2008 Report Share Posted May 2, 2008 My Give a Damn's Busted Jo Dee Messina Well you filled up my head, With so many lies. Twisted my heart Til something snapped inside. I'd like to give it one more try but my give a damn's busted. You can crawl back home say you were wrong, stand out in the yard cry all night long. Well go ahead and water my lawn. My give a damn's busted. (chorus) I really wanna care, I wanna feel somethin' Let me dig a little deeper... Nope... Sorry... Nothin' (2nd verse) You can say you've got issues. You can say you're a victim. It's all your parents fault, After all you didn't pick em Well maybe Oprah's got time to listen. My give a damn's busted. (*Well let me get this straight now) Your therapist said It was all just a phase A product of the prozac And your co-dependent ways So uhh ... who's your enabler these days My give a damn's busted. (chorus) I really wanna care, I wanna feel somethin' Let me dig a little deeper... Eeh-Eeh (3rd verse) (*Oh you're tellin' me) It's a desperate situation, No tellin' what you'll do. If I don't forgive you, You say your life is through. Well honey... give me somethin' I can use. (My give a damn's busted.) (*Ahh you knew I was gonna say that, didn't ya.) My give a damn's busted (*ha ha) My give a damn's busted Honey trust me My give a damn's busted yeahhh ... OOOH My give a damn's busted yeahhh (*You wanna do what?)(*ha ha ha ha ha) My give a damn's busted (*Get the party started thats what we'll do) My give a damn's busted (*I'm not done honey, trust me) My give a damn's busted (*Been there, done that) My give a damn's busted My give a damn's busted Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jenny Posted May 2, 2008 Report Share Posted May 2, 2008 I am beginning to question why I don't listen to country music. Those lyrics are hilarious! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shawna Posted May 5, 2008 Report Share Posted May 5, 2008 My Give A Damn's Busted The video is pretty hysterical, too... she's got such an attitude in her voice. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shawna Posted May 9, 2008 Report Share Posted May 9, 2008 this song always ALWAYS picks me up when I'm feelin' a little blue... "It's A Great Day To Be Alive" Travis Tritt I got rice cooking in the microwave Got a three day beard I don't plan to shave And it's a goofy thing but I just gotta say Hey I'm doing alright Yeah I think I'll make me some homemade soup Feelin pretty good and that's the truth It's neither drink nor drug induced No I'm just doin alright And it's a great day to be alive I know the sun's still shinin when I close my eyes There's some hard times in the neigborhood But why can't every day be just this good? It's been fifteen years since I left home Said good luck to every seed I'd sown Give it my best and then I left it alone Oh...I hope their doin alright Now I look in the mirror and what do I see? A lone wolf there starin back at me Long in the tooth but harmless as can be Lord I guess he's doin alright And it's a great day to be alive I know the sun's still shinin when I close my eyes There's some hard times in the neigborhood But why can't every day be just this good? Sometimes it's lonely Sometimes it's only me And the shadows that fill this room Sometimes I'm fallin Desperately callin Howlin at the moon... Ahwoo! Ahwoo! Well I might go get me a new tattoo Or take my old Harley for a three day cruise Might even grow me a Fu Man Chu... Oh Aww! And it's a great day to be alive I know the sun's still shinin when I close my eyes There's some hard times in the neigborhood But why can't every day be just this good? And it's a great day to be alive I know the sun's still shinin when I close my eyes There's some hard times in the neigborhood But why can't every day be just this good? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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