This weekly series
will include as many of my all-time favorite tunes as I can get my grubby
little hands on (so to speak). Now, each
one included in each edition will have some connection with the other—albeit
only as a figment of my imagination, but they will not be numbered. For I just cannot bring myself to rate some
higher than others. So, this will not be
a countdown, but if you are enjoying them as much as I do, it won’t
matter. Besides, with no countdown, this
could go on forever and ever! Oh, and
despite the fact that there is absolutely no way that your musical tastes can be
as exquisite as mine, I welcome any suggestions that you might dare to
make. I am, after all, quite magnanimous
by nature.
Link: [Charlie Daniels]
Long-Haired Country
Boy
Charlie Daniels
People say I'm no
good
And crazy as a loon
‘Cause I get stoned
in the mornin’
I get drunk in the
afternoon
Kinda like my ole
blue tick hound
I like to lay
around in the shade
And I ain't got no money
But I've damn sure
got it made
‘Cause I ain't
askin' nobody for nothing
If I can't get it
on my own
If you don't like
the way I'm livin'
You just leave this
long-haired country boy alone
Preacher man
talkin' on TV
Puttin' down the
rock and roll
He wants me to send
a donation
‘Cause he's worried
about my soul
He said Jesus
walked on the water
And I know that
it's true
But sometimes I
think that preacher man
Would like to do a
little walkin' too
And I ain't askin'
nobody for nothing
If I can't get it
on my own
If you don't like
the way I'm livin'
You just leave this
long-haired country boy alone
A poor girl wants
to marry
And a rich girl
wants to flirt
A rich man goes to
college
And a poor man goes
to work
A drunkard wants
another drink of wine
And a politician
wants a vote
I don't want much
of nothing at all
But I will take
another toke
But I ain't askin'
nobody for nothing
If I can't get it
on my own
If you don't like
the way I'm livin'
You just leave this
long-haired country boy alone
Link: [Hank Williams, Jr.]
A Country Boy Can
Survive
Hank Williams, Jr.
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
market's down
And you only get
mugged
If you go downtown
I live back in the
woods
You see
My woman
And the kids
And the dogs
And me
I've got a shotgun
A rifle
And a four-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 ‘til dawn
We make our own
whiskey
And our own smokes
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 can't make
us run
‘Cause we's them
ole boys
Raised on shotguns
We say grace
And we say ma'am
If you ain't into
that
We don't give a
damn
We come from West
Virginia coal mines
And the Rocky
Mountains
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 business
man
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
I'd love to spit
some Beechnut
In that dude's eyes
And shoot him with
my ole .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 we's them
ole boys
Raised on shotguns
We say grace
And we say ma'am
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
And run a trot-line
And a country boy
can survive
Country folks can
survive
Country boy can
survive
Country folks can
survive
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These are such southern classics! I like them
ReplyDeleteI must dig out my Charlie Daniels' CD...I've not played it in ages!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the nudge! :)
Thanks for stopping by, my dear Lee!!! Be assured that there will be several of his included in this series before it is all over with.
ReplyDeleteBTW Adullamite's winter coat is red with white cuffs and trim so have no fear about his comfort this winter.
ReplyDeleteI must admit, my dear Jenny, that I find this very disturbing. For I thought you were too sophisticated to fall under the influence of his charms. Alas, it has happened to hundreds of pretty young lasses over the years, I fear.
ReplyDeleteBelos clássicos...Espectacular....
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Agradecimentos para parar perto, meu caro Fernando! Há rednecks em Portugal? (LOL?)
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