March 23, 2007

Ah Yes...

Smockmama brings back memories with her country song lyric post. Always loved George Strait's All My Ex's too. Brings back another of my favorite Strait lines:
"Cold Fort Worth beer just ain't no good for jealous,
I try it night after night."
I also recall a Merle Haggard song:
"Down through the ages men have died for their women
And they've done so, so many times
But each time I loved one I always lost one
And I guess the right one is so hard to find.

So I'm shoppin' for dresses with no one to wear them
One in each color and one in each style
Maybe some day I'll find me a lady to wear them
Then my shoppin' will be done for a while

I bet somewhere a lady is shoppin' for britches
Comparing the values and apprasing each pair
Maybe someday the good Lord will get us together
And we'll both have a new wardrobe to wear."
"Big City" was one of my favorite Haggard songs when I was twenty years old, a fact that is downright hilarious given the lyrics:
I'm tired of this dirty old city.
Entirely too much work and never enough play.
And I'm tired of these dirty old sidewalks.
Think I'll walk off my steady job today.

Turn me loose, set me free, somewhere in the middle of Montanna.
And gimme all I got comin' to me,
And keep your retirement and your so called Social Security.
Big City turn me loose and set me free.

Been working everyday since I was twenty.
Haven't got a thing to show for anything I've done.
There's folks who never work and they've got plenty.
Think it's time some guys like me had some fun.

Turn me loose, set me free, somewhere in the middle of Montanna.
And gimme all I got comin' to me,
And keep your retirement and your so called social security.
Big City turn me loose and set me free.
A Randy Travis number:
On one hand I count the reasons I could stay with you
And hold you close to me, all night long.
So many lover's games I could play with you
And on that hand I see no reason why it's wrong

But on the other hand, there's a golden band
To remind of someone who would not understand
On one hand I could stay and be your loving man
But the reason I must go is on the other hand.
I also like this Randy Travis duet with oldtimer George Jones, in which Jones compares the young Travis to a train:
From the smoke it's hard to tell
What's coming down the line
We heard you were a fast train
Coming out of Caroline
We wondered what you were haulin'
When you rolled on into town
Say it's good to know there's still
A few ol' country boys around.
Feel free to google for complete lyrics to any o' these songs.

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