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Time for a Country Music Thread

 
 
Gargamel
 
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Reply Wed 22 Mar, 2006 04:41 pm
Here's one by my man, George Jones:

She Thinks I Still Care

Just because I ask a friend about her
Just because I spoke her name somewhere
Just because I rang her number by mistake today
She thinks I still care

Just because I haunt the same old places
Where the mem'ry of her lingers ev'rywhere
Just because I'm not the happy guy I used to be
She thinks I still care

But if she's happy thinkin' I still need her
Then let that silly notion bring her cheer
But how could she ever be so foolish
Oh where would she get such an idea

Just because I ask a friend about her
And just because I spoke her name somewhere
Just because I saw her then went all to pieces
She thinks I still care
She thinks I still care
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Sturgis
 
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Reply Wed 22 Mar, 2006 05:21 pm
Two favorites that pop onto my radar quickly are

Play Guitar Play by Conway Twitty

Play guitar play
Take me back to yesterday
Let me see cotton growin' in the fields.
Let me hear, my mama callin'
Look a yonder y'all who's comin'
down the road, he's comin' home
but they know I never will.

I left them livin' with that awful thing I done
I didn't tell them I just packed my clothes and run
Play guitar play help me through another day
help me make another dollar before I go
we got time for one more song
then we'll have to move along
another town, another crowd
Lord I wonder if they know.

Can they read between the lines in my song
as I sing about a good boy that went wrong
guitar we got years to kill
got to climb that distant hill
I wonder if they think of me
Guitar play...



and then there's the Merle Haggard one The Way I Am

Wish I was down on some blue bayou
with a bamboo cane stuck in the sand.
But the road I'm on don't seem to go there,
so I'll just dream, keep on bein' the way I am.
Wish I enjoyed what makes my living
did what I do with a willin' hand.
Some would run, ah, but that ain't like me
so I just dream and keep on bein' the way I am.

The way I am, don't fit my shackles.
The way I am, reality.
I can almost see that bobber dancin'
so I just dream, keep on bein' the way I am.

I just dream, keep on bein' the way I am.
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Dartagnan
 
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Reply Wed 22 Mar, 2006 05:31 pm
Here's one by Jim Reeves:

There's a Heartache Following Me

Sometimes they ask me
If I'm really happy now
I say, sure
I never loved her anyhow
But inside I long for you
And the way it used to be
I look around and there's a
Heartache followin' me.

I always say that
I'm really glad you're gone
I even act like
I never cared at all
But your memory lingers on
And I'm never really free
I look around and there's a
Heartache followin' me.

I pawned my ring and everything
That tied me to the past
I say I never loved her
Never meant for it to last
But I know it's just a game
And the loser's always me
I look around and there's a
Heartache followin' me...
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Wed 22 Mar, 2006 06:00 pm
Hank Snow - A Fool Such as I

Pardon me, if I'm sentimental
When we say goodbye
Don't be angry with me should I cry
When you're gone, yet I'll dream
A little dream as years go by
Now and then there's a fool such as I

Now and then there's a fool such as I am over you
You taught me how to love
And now you say that we are through
I'm a fool, but I'll love you dear
Until the day I die
Now and then there's a fool such as I

Now and then there's a fool such as I am over you
You taught me how to love
And now you say that we are through
I'm a fool, but I'll love you dear
Until the day I die
Now and then there's a fool such as I
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Wed 22 Mar, 2006 06:01 pm
Any Day Now
(Words & music by B. Bacharach - B. Hilliard)

Any day now I will hear you say
Goodbye my love
You'll be on your way
Then my wild beautiful bird
You will have flown
Any day now I'll be all alone
Oh, oh, oh

Any day now, when your restless eyes
Meet someone new
To my sad surprise
Then the blue shadow will fall all over town
Any day now
Love will let me down
Oh, oh, oh

I know I shouldn't want to keep you
If you don't want to stay, yeah
Until you've gone forever
I'll be holding on for dear life
Holding you this way
Begging you to stay

Any day now
When the clock strikes go
You'll call it off
Then my tears will flow
Then the blue shadow will fall all over town
Any day now
Love will let me down
Oh, oh, oh

Oh, any day now
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, any day now
Don't fly away my beautiful bird

Don't fly away my beautiful bird
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farmerman
 
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Reply Wed 22 Mar, 2006 06:01 pm
The Next Time Im In Townlyrics by Chet ATkins, song by Chet Atkins and Mark Knopfler
Quote:
Now it's been something seeing you again
In this time we've had to spend
You've been so good to be around
I thank you for that special thrill
Keep me going on until
The next time I'm in town
Though I won't be back here for a while
Or hear your laughter, see you smile
And I'll remember what went down
I can't tell you how or when
But I'll be seeing you again
The next time I'm in town
Now the places and the faces range
'Cross the bridge of time and change
Once again I'm homeward bound
There's one thing I promise you
And that's another rendezvous
The next time I'm in town
Now it's been something seeing you again
And in this time we've had to spend
You've been so good to be around
And I thank you for that special thrill
Keep me goin' on until
The next time I'm in town
It's been something seeing you again
And in this time we've had to spend
You've been so good to be around
And I thank you for that special thrill
Keep me goin' on until
The next time I'm in town
It's been something seeing you again
And in this time we've had to spend
You've been so good to be around
I thank you for that special thrill
Keep me goin' on until
The next time I'm in town
'Til the next time I'm in town
'Til the next time I'm in town
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djjd62
 
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Reply Wed 22 Mar, 2006 07:03 pm
from the great gram parsons

How Much I've Lied
Gram Parsons

Darling, there is something I must tell you, you must know.
But it's so hard to say the words I feel.
This fancy that I'm on has been going on too long.
It's time we stopped pretending things are real.

'Cause I've been living deep in sin. I've been living blind.
And I don't know just what's right or wrong.
To take a chance on losing you was such a silly thing to do.
The chance I might wake up and find you gone.

Blue, so blue, my love is burning blue.
Any brighter flame would be a lie.
Blue, so blue, my love still burns for you,
But I know that I'll only make you cry.

A thief can only steal from you. He cannot break your heart.
He'll never touch the precious things inside.
So one like you should surely be miles and miles away from me,
Then you'd never care how much I've lied.

So try to understand the pain. It takes so long when I explain.
Please, don't you forget how much I've lied.
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djjd62
 
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Reply Wed 22 Mar, 2006 07:06 pm
and one more

Return of the Grievous Angel
Gram Parsons

Won't you scratch my itch sweet Annie Rich
And welcome me back to town
Come out on your porch or I'll step into your parlor
And I'll show you how it all went down

Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels
And a good saloon in every single town

Oh, and I remember something you once told me
And I'll be damned if it did not come true
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all lead me straight back home to you

`Cause I headed West to grow up with the country
Across those prairies with the waves of grain
And I saw my devil,
and I saw my deep blue sea
And I thought about a calico bonnet from
Cheyenne to Tennessee

We flew straight across that river bridge,
last night a half past two
The switchman wave his lantern goodbye
and so long as we went rolling through
Billboards and truckstops pass by the grievous angel
And now I know just what I have to do

And the man on the radio won't leave me alone
He wants to take my money for something
that I've never been shown

And I saw my devil,
and I saw my deep blue sea
And I thought about a calico bonnet from
Cheyenne to Tennessee

The news I could bring I met up with the king
On his head an amphetamine crown
He talked about unbuckling that old bible belt
And lighted out for some desert town

Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels
And a good saloon in every single town

Oh, but I remembered something you once told me
And I'll be damned if it did not come true
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all lead me straight back home to you

Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all lead me straight back home to you
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Wed 22 Mar, 2006 08:01 pm
Johnny Horton

I'm a honky tonk man and I can't seem to stop
I love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old jukebox
But when my money's all gone I'm on the telephone
Callin' hey hey mama can your daddy come home

I'm living fast and dangerously but I've got plenty of company
When the moon comes up and the sun goes down
That's when I want to see the lights of town
Cause I'm a honky tonk man...
[ guitar ]
I'm a honky tonk man...

It takes a purty little gal and a jug of wine
That's what it takes to make a honky tonk mind
With the jukebox a moanin' honky tonk sound that's when I wanna lay my money down
Cause I'm a honky tonk man...
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Intrepid
 
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Reply Wed 22 Mar, 2006 10:14 pm
Johnny 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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Arella Mae
 
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Reply Wed 22 Mar, 2006 10:19 pm
Oh yes, Intrepid. Wonderful song.
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eoe
 
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Reply Wed 22 Mar, 2006 10:26 pm
I watched the 100 top C & W songs tonight. # 3 was...

Crazy
Crazy for feeling so lonely
I'm crazy
Crazy for feeling so blue
I knew
You'd love me as long as you wanted
And then someday
You'd leave me for somebody new
Worry
Why do I let myself worry
Wondering
What in the world did I do
Oh crazy
For thinking that my love could hold you
I'm crazy for trying
And crazy for crying
And I'm crazy for loving you


It just doesn't get any better than that.
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Arella Mae
 
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Reply Wed 22 Mar, 2006 10:30 pm
The best country female singer ever!
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eoe
 
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Reply Wed 22 Mar, 2006 10:38 pm
One of the best female singers. period.
Voice as clear as a bell.
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Arella Mae
 
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Reply Wed 22 Mar, 2006 10:40 pm
Granted.
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farmerman
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 04:54 am
My all time favorite Johny Cash song, no sappy lyrics, just good fun

One Piece at a Time: music and lyrics by johny Cash
Quote:
Well, I left Kentucky back in '49
An' went to Detroit workin' on a 'sembly line
The first year they had me puttin' wheels on cadillacs

Every day I'd watch them beauties roll by
And sometimes I'd hang my head and cry
'Cause I always wanted me one that was long and black.

One day I devised myself a plan
That should be the envy of most any man
I'd sneak it out of there in a lunchbox in my hand
Now gettin' caught meant gettin' fired
But I figured I'd have it all by the time I retired
I'd have me a car worth at least a hundred grand.

CHORUS
I'd get it one piece at a time
And it wouldn't cost me a dime
You'll know it's me when I come through your town
I'm gonna ride around in style
I'm gonna drive everybody wild
'Cause I'll have the only one there is a round.

So the very next day when I punched in
With my big lunchbox and with help from my friends
I left that day with a lunch box full of gears
Now, I never considered myself a thief
GM wouldn't miss just one little piece
Especially if I strung it out over several years.

The first day I got me a fuel pump
And the next day I got me an engine and a trunk
Then I got me a transmission and all of the chrome
The little things I could get in my big lunchbox
Like nuts, an' bolts, and all four shocks
But the big stuff we snuck out in my buddy's mobile home.

Now, up to now my plan went all right
'Til we tried to put it all together one night
And that's when we noticed that something was definitely wrong.

The transmission was a '53
And the motor turned out to be a '73
And when we tried to put in the bolts all the holes were gone.

So we drilled it out so that it would fit
And with a little bit of help with an A-daptor kit
We had that engine runnin' just like a song
Now the headlight' was another sight
We had two on the left and one on the right
But when we pulled out the switch all three of 'em come on.

The back end looked kinda funny too
But we put it together and when we got thru
Well, that's when we noticed that we only had one tail-fin
About that time my wife walked out
And I could see in her eyes that she had her doubts
But she opened the door and said "Honey, take me for a spin."

So we drove up town just to get the tags
And I headed her right on down main drag
I could hear everybody laughin' for blocks around
But up there at the court house they didn't laugh
'Cause to type it up it took the whole staff
And when they got through the title weighed sixty pounds.

CHORUS
I got it one piece at a time
And it didn't cost me a dime
You'll know it's me when I come through your town
I'm gonna ride around in style
I'm gonna drive everybody wild
'Cause I'll have the only one there is around.

(Spoken) Ugh! Yow, RED RYDER
This is the COTTON MOUTH
In the PSYCHO-BILLY CADILLAC Come on

Huh, This is the COTTON MOUTH
And negatory on the cost of this mow-chine there RED RYDER
You might say I went right up to the factory
And picked it up, it's cheaper that way
Ugh!, what model is it?


Album Lyrics: The Essential Johnny Cash [2002]




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djjd62
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 05:36 am
good song farmerman

some alt-country goodness from cracker

Mr. Wrong
Cracker

Well, meet me by the river that goes nowhere.
Let me lay my sorry trip on you.
Won't you meet me by the river, little darling'?
I might just let you see my bad tattoo.

Well I was gonna bring you flowers, but I didn't.
It's the thought that counts and I think I'm a bit too broke.
But there's some change in my ashtray--maybe just enough to pay.
For a half pint of somethin', probably make us choke.

CHORUS:
Well you know I'd rather not go and meet your family.
They'd probably send me back where I belong.
Don't want to hear about Mr. Right.
'Cause he's out of town tonight.
Baby come and spend some time with Mr. Wrong.

I drive a one-eyed Malibu without a muffler.
And a tape deck that works if you kick it hard enough.
And baby if you like to read, I've got some great pornography.
And a ten pound flashlight rolling in the trunk.

CHORUS

Now, do you have a girlfriend and does she look as good as you?
Would she like to meet my brother?
He'll be out of jail in a month or two.

CHORUS

Where I come from they call me Mr. Wrong.
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 05:45 am
Ray Price - For the Good Times

Don't look so sad
I know it's over
But life goes on
And this old world
Will keep on turning
Let's just be glad
We had some time to spend together
There's no need to watch the bridges
That we're burning

Lay your head,
Upon my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body
Close to mine
Hear the whisper of the raindrops
Blowing soft, against the window
And make believe you love me,
One more time,
For the good times

I'll get along
You'll find another
And I'll be here
If you should find,
You ever need me
Don't say a word
About tomorrow, or forever
There'll be time enough for sadness
When you leave me

Lay your head
Upon my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body
Close to mine
Hear the whisper of the raindrops
Blowing soft against the window
And make believe you love me
One more time
For the good times
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squinney
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 05:53 am
Now, ya all gotta know I'm a country girl. Can't pick a favorite, but like a few others here I'm old school! Grew up on Tammy Wynette, Loretta Lynn, Ronnie Milsap, Eddie Money, Conway Twitty, etc...

My first 45, which I played endlessly in my "Open and Close" record player ....

ONE'S ON THE WAY
Loretta Lynn


They say to have her hair done Liz flies all the way to France
And Jackie's seen in a discotheque doin' a brand new dance
And the White House social season should be glittering and gay
But here in Topeka the rain is a fallin'
The faucet is a drippin' and the kids are a bawlin'
One of them a toddlin' and one is a crawlin' and one's on the way
I'm glad that Raquel Welch just signed a million dollar pact
And Debbie's out in Vegas workin' up a brand new act
While the TV's showin' Newlyweds a real fun game to play
But here in Topeka the screen door's a bangin'
The coffee's boilin' over and the wash needs a hangin'
One wants a cookie and one wants a changin' and one's on the way
Now what was I doin' Jimmy get away from there darn there goes the phone
Hello honey what's that you say you're bringin' a few ole Army buddies home
You're callin' from a bar get away from there
No not you honey I was talkin' to the baby wait a minute honey the door bell
Honey could you stop at the market and hello hello well I'll be
The girls in New York City they all march for women's lib
And Better Homes and Gardens shows the modern way to live
And the pill may change the world tomorrow but meanwhile today
Here in Topeka the flies are a buzzin'
The dog is a barkin' and the floor needs a scrubbin'
One needs a spankin' and one needs a huggin' Lord one's on the way
Oh gee I hope it ain't twins again
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farmerman
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 05:58 am
I found a web site http://www.cowboylyrics.com .Here was one of my dads favorite Marty Robbins songs.
Quote:
Artist/Band: Robbins Marty
Lyrics for Song: Big Iron
Lyrics for Album: Gunfighter Ballads & Trail Songs
To the town of Agua Fria rode a stranger one fine day
Hardly spoke to folks around him didn't have too much to say
No one dared to ask his business no one dared to make a slip
for the stranger there among them had a big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip

It was early in the morning when he rode into the town
He came riding from the south side slowly lookin' all around
He's an outlaw loose and running came the whisper from each lip
And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip
big iron on his hip

In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red
Many men had tried to take him and that many men were dead
He was vicious and a killer though a youth of twenty four
And the notches on his pistol numbered one an nineteen more
One and nineteen more

Now the stranger started talking made it plain to folks around
Was an Arizona ranger wouldn't be too long in town
He came here to take an outlaw back alive or maybe dead
And he said it didn't matter he was after Texas Red
After Texas Red

Wasn't long before the story was relayed to Texas Red
But the outlaw didn't worry men that tried before were dead
Twenty men had tried to take him twenty men had made a slip
Twenty one would be the ranger with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip

The morning passed so quickly it was time for them to meet
It was twenty past eleven when they walked out in the street
Folks were watching from the windows every-body held their breath
They knew this handsome ranger was about to meet his death
About to meet his death

There was forty feet between them when they stopped to make their play
And the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about today
Texas Red had not cleared leather fore a bullet fairly ripped
And the ranger's aim was deadly with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip

It was over in a moment and the folks had gathered round
There before them lay the body of the outlaw on the ground
Oh he might have went on living but he made one fatal slip
When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip

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