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Time for a Country Music Thread

 
 
farmerman
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 06:11 am
Someday I'm gonna be famous,
Do I have talent, well, no.
These days you don't really need it,
Thanks to reality shows

Can't wait to date a supermodel,
Can't wait to sue my dad.
Can't wait to wreck a Ferrari
On my way to rehab....

Cause when you're a Celebrity
It's adios reality
You can act just like a fool
People think you're cool
Just cause your on TV.
I can throw major fits
When my latte isn't just how I like it
They say I've gone insane,
I'll blame it on the fame,
And the pressures that it goes with
Being a Celebrity

I get to cry to Barbara Walters,
When things don't go my way.
I'll get community service
No matter which law I break

I'll make the supermarket tabloids,
They'll write some awful stuff
But the more they run my name down,
The more my price goes up

Cause when you're a Celebrity,
It's adios reality.
No matter what you do,
People think you're cool,
Just cause you're on TV.
I can fall in and out of love,
Have marriages that barely last a month.
When they go down the drain
I'll blame it on fame
And say it's just so tough.
Being a Celebrity

So let's hitch up the wagons and head out west
To the land of fun in the sun
We'll be real world bachelors
Jackass Millionaires
Hey, Hey, Hollywood
Here we come!

Yeah, When you're a Celebrity
It's adios reality
No matter what you do,
People think you're cool,
Just cause you're on t.v.
...Being a Celebrity
...Yeah Celebrity!
...uh-huh

"Where's my coffee?"


Brad Paisley, with one of the funniest music videos of 2003 ,Featured George Catsanza in a Starbucks acting like a self centered celebrity prick
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Arella Mae
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 07:01 am
That's a good one farmerman! I love William Shatner in that video. I got to see Brad Paisely perform live a few years ago. Wal-Mart had a Tire and Lube Rodeo and he performed. What a show! Great talent.
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squinney
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 09:16 am
I would marry Brad. (If not for Bear)

He's a hottie!!!
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Arella Mae
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 12:33 pm
Squinney,

He's even better looking in person. I mean he is a cutie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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2PacksAday
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 02:44 pm
One Of These Days
Tim McGraw


Used to chase that boy home from school
We called him frekled-faced, red-headed fool
He was different...he wasn't cool like me
Sticks and stones didn't break any bones
Bet we never left well enough alone
And one day he ran away from home, you see
And I passed him as he walked away
And in his eyes I heard him say

One of these days you're gonna love me
You'll sit down by yourself and think
About the times you pushed and shoved me
And what good friends we might've been
And then you're gonna sigh a little
Maybe even cry a little but
One of these days you're gonna love me

Patty sue was a small town beauty
I took one look at her and had to pull her to me
Lord knows she should've seen right through me
When I promised her the world
But at 17, you only want one thing
I left her standin' there with my high school ring
Innocent tears in the pourin' rain
As I walked away
And I still see her in my dreams
And to this day she's whispering

One of these days you're gonna love me
You'll sit down by yourself and think
About the time you turned from me
And what good friends we might've been
And then you're gonna sigh a little
Maybe even cry a little but
One of these days you're gonna love me

Now everybody stands up
The congregation sings
It's a song of sweet forgiveness
And as the chorus rings
The wind blows clear my memory
The pages start to turn
Then suddenly I'm singin'
The moment that I learn

One of these days I'm gonna love me
And feel the joy of sweet release
One of these days, I'll rise above me
And at last I'll find some peace
Then I'm gonna smile a little
Maybe even laugh a little but
One of these days I'm gonna love me
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Arella Mae
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 02:49 pm
I love the songs Tim McGraw does. Whoever picks out his songs has awesome insight. He is from Delhi, Louisiana. About 75 miles from me. I used to work with his stepmom at an insurance office.
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Sturgis
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 03:40 pm
If That Ain't Country...David Allan Coe

The old man was covered with tattoos and scars
he got some in prison and others in bars
the rest he got working on old junk cars
in the daytime
they looked like tombstones in our yard
and I never seen him when he wasn't tired and mean.
He sold used parts to make ends meet
covered with grease from his head to his feet
cussing the sweat and the Texas heat
and mesquiters.
And the neighbors said we lived like hicks
but they brung their cars for Pa to fix anyhow.
He was veteran proud, tried and true
he'd fought till his heart was black and blue
didn't know how he'd made it through the hard times.

He bought our house on the G.I. Bill
but it wasn't worth all he had to kill to get it.
He drank Pearl in a can and Jack Daniels Black
chewed tobacco from a mail pouch sack
had an old dog that was trained to attack...
sometimes.
He'd get drunk and mean as a rattlesnake
and there wasn't too much
that he would take from a stranger.

There were thirteen kids and a bunch of dogs
a house full of chickens and a yard full of hogs.
Spent the summertime cutting up logs for the winter
trying like the devil to find the Lord
working like a ni&&er for my room and board
coal burnin' stove, no natural gas
If that ain't country, I'll kiss your ass.

If that ain't country it'll hair lip the Pope
if that ain't country, it's a damn good joke.
I've seen the Grand Ole Opry
and I've met Johnny Cash
if that ain't country, I'll kiss your ass.

Mama sells eggs at a grocery store
my oldest sister is a first rate whore
Dad says she can't come home anymore
and he means it.
Ma just sits and keeps her silence
Sister she left 'cause Dad got violent
and he knows it.
Mama she's old far beyond her time
from chopping tobacco and I've seen her crying
when blood started flowing from her calloused hands and
it hurt me.

She'd just keep working trying to help the old man
to the end of one row and back again like always.
She's been through hell since Junior went to jail
when the lights go out she ain't never failed
to get down on her knees and pray
because she loves him.
Told all the neighbors he was off in the war
fighting for freedom
he's good to the core and she's proud.
Now our place was a graveyard for automobiles
at the end of the porch there was four stacks of wheels
and tires for sale for a dollar or two...
cash.

There was fifty holes in an old tin roof
me and my family was living proof
the people who forgot about poor white trash
and if that ain't country, I'll kiss your ass.
If that ain't country, it'll hair lip the Pope
if that ain't country, it's a damn good joke.
I've seen the Grand Ole Opry
and I've met Johnny Cash
if that ain't country, I'll kiss your ass.

I'm thinking tonight of my blue eyes
concerning the great speckled bird
I didn't know God made honky-tonk angels
and went back to the wild side of life.
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 06:15 pm
Just One Time
(Don Gibson)

CHORUS:
Oh oh oh how I miss you so
Mmmm I need you so
I I I'd give this heart of mine
If I could see you just one time

If I could see you just one time
Oh how it'd ease my troubled mind
If I could hold you just one time
& then pretend that you're still mine

(chorus)

(instrumental)

Wish I could really one more time
Turn back the pages in there I'd find
That same old love that once was mine
Wish I could see you just one time
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djjd62
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 08:04 pm
Ballad Of A Teenage Queen
Johnny Cash

(Dream on, dream on teenage queen prettiest girl we've ever seen)

There's a story in our town
Of the prettiest girl around
Golden hair and eyes of blue
How those eyes could flash at you (How those eyes could flash at you)
Boys hung 'round her by the score
But she loved the boy next door who worked at the candy store
(Dream on, dream on teenage queen prettiest girl we've ever seen)

She was tops in all they said
It never once went to her head
She had everything it seems
Not a care, this teenage queen (Not a care, this teenage queen)
Other boys could offer more
But she loved the boy next door who worked at the candy store
(Dream on, dream on teenage queen you should be a movie queen)

He would marry her next spring
Saved his money, bought a ring
Then one day a movie scout
Came to town to take her out (Came to town to take her out)
Hollywood could offer more
So she left the boy next door working at the candy store
(Dream on, dream on teenage queen see you on the movie screen)

Very soon she was a star
Pretty house and shiny car
Swimming pool and a fence around
But she missed her old home town (But she missed her old home town)
All the world was at her door
All except the boy next door who worked at the candy store
(Dream on, dream on teenage queen saddest girl we've ever seen)

Then one day the teenage star
Sold her house and all her cars
Gave up all her wealth and fame
Left it all and caught a train (Left it all and caught a train)
Do I have to tell you more
She came back to the boy next door who worked at the candy store

(Now this story has some more, you'll hear it all at the candy store)
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djjd62
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 08:05 pm
johnny and june, what a couple

Jackson
Johnny Cash

We got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout,
We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went out.
I'm goin' to Jackson, I'm gonna mess around,
Yeah, I'm goin' to Jackson,
Look out Jackson town.

Well, go on down to Jackson; go ahead and wreck your health.
Go play your hand you big-talkin' man, make a big fool of yourself,
Yeah, go to Jackson; go comb your hair!
Honey, I'm gonna snowball Jackson.
See if I care.

When I breeze into that city, people gonna stop and bow. (Hah!)
All them women gonna make me, teach 'em what they don't know how,
I'm goin' to Jackson, you turn-a loose-a my coat.
'Cos I'm goin' to Jackson.
"Goodbye," that's all she wrote.

But they'll laugh at you in Jackson, and I'll be dancin' on a Pony Keg.
They'll lead you 'round town like a scalded hound,
With your tail tucked between your legs,
Yeah, go to Jackson, you big-talkin' man.
And I'll be waitin' in Jackson, behind my Jaypan Fan,

Well now, we got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper Sprout,
We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went out.
I'm goin' to Jackson, and that's a fact.
Yeah, we're goin' to Jackson, ain't never comin' back.

Well, we got married in a fever, hotter than a pepper sprout'
And we've been talkin' 'bout Jackson, ever since the fire went...

(To Fade.)
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djjd62
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 08:08 pm
The Night Hank Williams Came To Town
Johnny Cash

Harry Truman was our president
A coke an burger cost you thirty cents
I was still in love with Mavis Brown
On the night Hank Williams came to town.

"I Love Lucy" debuted on TV
That was one big event we didn't see
'Cause no one stayed at home for miles around
It was the night Hank Williams came to town.

Mama ironed my shirt and daddy let me take the truck
I drove on out to Grapevine and picked old Mavis up
We hit that county line for one quick round
On the night Hank Williams came to town.

A thousand people sweltered in the gym
Then I heard someone whisper; "Hey, that's him"
That's when the crowd let out this deafening sound
It was the night Hank Williams came to town.

On and on he sang into the night
'Jambalaya', 'Cheatin' heart', 'I saw the light'
How'd they get Miss Audrey in that gown
On the night Hank Williams came to town.

Mavis had her picture made with Hank outside his car
She said; "He sure is humble for a Grand Ole Opry Star."
Mavis said: "Why don't we hang around
It ain't often that Hank Williams comes to town."

While Hank signed his autograph on Beaulah Rice's fan
Mavis got acquainted with the Driftin' Cowboys Band
The effect on all our lives was quite profound
On the night Hank Williams came to town.
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2PacksAday
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 08:45 pm
Are You Sure Hank Done It This Way
Waylon Jennings


It's the same old tune, fiddle and guitar
Where do we take it from here
Rhinestone suits and new shiny cars
We've been the same way for years
We need to change

Somebody told me when I got to Nashville
Son you finally got it made
Old Hank made it here, we're all sure that you will
But I don't think Hank done it this way
I don't think Hank done it this way

Ten years down the road, making one night stands
Speeding my young life away
Tell me one more time just so I understand
Are you sure Hank done it this way
Did Ol' Hank really do it this way?

I've seen the world with a five piece band
Looking at the back side of me
Singing my songs and one of his now and then
But I don't think Hank done 'em this a'way
No I don't think Hank done 'em this a'way
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 08:49 pm
The Long Black Veil
by Lefty Frizzell
written by Wilkin/Dill

Ten years ago on a cold dark night
There was someone killed neath the town hall light
There were few at the scene, but they all agreed
That the slayer who ran looked a lot like me
The judge said son what is your alibi
If you were somewhere else then you wont have to die
I spoke not a word though it meant my life
For I had been in the arms of my best friends wife

She walks these hills
In a long black veil
She visits my grave
When the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees,
nobody knows but me

The scaffold high and eternity near
She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear
But sometimes at night when the cold wind moans
In a long black veil she cries oer my bones
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djjd62
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 08:51 pm
Highwayman
Johnny, Waylon, Willie and Kris

I was a highwayman. Along the coach roads I did ride
With sword and pistol by my side
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade
The bastards hung me in the spring of twenty-five
But I am still alive.

I was a sailor. I was borne upon the tide
And with the sea I did abide.
I sailed a schooner round the Horn to Mexico
I went aloft and furled the mainsail in a blow
And when the yards broke off they said that I got killed
But I am living still.

I was a dam builder across the river deep and wide
Where steel and water did collide
A place called Boulder on the wild Colorado
I slipped and fell into the wet concrete below
They buried me in that great tomb that knows no sound
But I am still around..I'll always be around..and around and around and
around and around

I fly a starship across the Universe divine
And when I reach the other side
I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can
Perhaps I may become a highwayman again
Or I may simply be a single drop of rain
But I will remain
And I'll be back again, and again and again and again and again..
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2PacksAday
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 08:57 pm
{Eric Heatherly has a version of this song, has a more modern sound, as well as a rock-a-billy feel to it.}


Flowers on the Wall Lyrics
Statler Brothers


I keep hearin' you're concerned about my happiness
But all that thought you're givin' me is conscience I guess
If I was walkin' in your shoes, I wouldn't worry none
While you 'n' your friends are worried about me I'm havin' lots of fun

Countin' flowers on the wall
That don't bother me at all
Playin' solitaire till dawn with a deck of fifty-one
Smokin' cigarettes and watchin' Captain Kangaroo
Now don't tell me I've nothin' to do

Last night I dressed in tails, pretended I was on the town
As long as I can dream it's hard to slow this swinger down
So please don't give a thought to me, I'm really doin' fine
You can always find me here, I'm havin' quite a time

Countin' flowers on the wall
That don't bother me at all
Playin' solitaire till dawn with a deck of fifty-one
Smokin' cigarettes and watchin' Captain Kangaroo
Now don't tell me I've nothin' to do

It's good to see you, I must go, I know I look a fright
Anyway my eyes are not accustomed to this light
And my shoes are not accustomed to this hard concrete
So I must go back to my room and make my day complete

Countin' flowers on the wall
That don't bother me at all
Playin' solitaire till dawn with a deck of fifty-one
Smokin' cigarettes and watchin' Captain Kangaroo
Now don't tell me I've nothin' to do

Don't tell me I've nothin' to do
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 09:02 pm
Hank Williams - Cold Cold Heart

I tried so hard my dear to show that you're my every dream.
Yet you're afraid each thing I do is just some evil scheme
A memory from your lonesome past keeps us so far apart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold cold heart

Another love before my time made your heart sad and blue
And so my heart is paying now for things I didn't do
In anger unkind words are said that make the teardrops start
Why can't I free your doubtful mind,and melt your cold cold heart

You'll never know how much it hurts to see you sit and cry
You know you need and want my love yet you're afraid to try
Why do you run and hide from lies,to try it just ain't smart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold cold heart

There was a time when I believed that you belonged to me
But now I know your heart is shackled to a memory
The more I learn to care for you,the more we drift apart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold cold heart
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djjd62
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 09:03 pm
Whatever Happened To Randolph Scott
The Statler Brothers

Everybody knows when you go to the show you can't take the kids along
You've gotta read the paper and know the code of G, PG and R and X
And you gotta know what the movie's about before you even go
Tex Ritter's gone and Disney's dead and the screen is filled with sex

Whatever happened to Randolph Scott ridin' the train alone
Whatever happened to Gene and Tex and Roy and Rex the Durango Kid
Oh whatever happened to Randolph Scott his horse plain as could be
Whatever happened to Randolph Scott has happened to the best of me

[ guitar ]

Everybody's tryin' to make a comment about our doubts and fears
True Grit's the only movie I've really understood in years
You gotta take your analyst along to see if it's fit to see
Whatever happened to Randolph Scott has happened to the industry

Whatever happened to Johnny Mack Brown and Alan Rocky Lane
Whatever happened to Lash LaRue I'd love to see them again
Whatever happened to Smiley Burnette Tim Holt and Gene Autry
Whatever happened to all of these has happened to the best of me
Whatever happened to Randolph Scott has happened to the industry
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 09:24 pm
Hank Williams - Move it On Over

Came in last night at half past ten
That baby of mine wouldn't let me in
So move it on over (move it on over)
Move it on over (move it on over)
Move over little dog cause the big dog's moving in

She's changed the lock on my front door
My door key don't fit no more
So get it on over (move it on over)
Scoot it on over (move it on over)
Move over skinny dog cause the fat dog's moving in

This dog house here is mighty small
But it's better than no house at all
So ease it on over (move it on over)
Drag it on over (move it on over)
Move over old dog cause a new dog's moving in

She told me not to play around
But I done let the deal go down
So pack it on over (move it on over)
Tote it on over (move it on over)
Move over nice dog cause a mad dog's moving in

She warned me once, she warned me twice
But I don't take no one's advice
So scratch it on over (move it on over)
Shake it on over (move it on over)
Move over short dog cause the tall dog's moving in

She'll crawl back to me on her knees
I'll be busy scratching fleas
So slide it on over (move it on over)
Sneak it on over (move it on over)
Move over good dog cause a mad dog's moving in

Remember pup, before you whine
That side's yours and this side's mine
So shove it on over (move it on over)
Sweep it on over (move it on over)
Move over cold dog cause a hot dog's moving in
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2PacksAday
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 10:14 pm
The King Is Gone, And So Are You {Yabba Dabba Doo}
George Jones


Last night I broke the seal on a Jim Beam decanter
That looks like Elvis
I soaked the label off a Flintstone Jelly Bean jar
I cleared us off a place on that
One little table that you left us
And pulled me up a big ole piece of floor

I pulled the head off Elvis
Filled Fred up to his pelvis
Yabba Dabba Doo, the King is gone
And so are you

'Round about ten we all got to talking
'Bout Graceland, Bedrock and such
The conversation finally turned to women
But they said they didn't get around too much
Elvis said, "Find 'em young"
And Fred said "Old Fashioned girls are fun"
Yabba Dabba Doo, the King is gone
And so are you

Later on it finally hit me
That you wouldn't be 'a comin' home no more
'Cause this time I know you won't forgive me
Like all of them other times before
Then I broke Elvis's nose
Pouring the last drop from his toes
Yabba Dabba Doo, the King is gone
And so are you
Yabba Dabba Doo, the King is gone
And so are you

Last night I broke the seal on a Jim Beam decanter
That looks like Elvis
I soaked the label off a Flintstone Jelly Bean jar....
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eoe
 
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Reply Thu 23 Mar, 2006 11:40 pm
Sooo....George Jones is aka The Possum?
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