This weekly series will include as many of my all-time
favorite (ATF) 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 you might dare to make. For I am, after all, quite magnanimous by
nature.
Link: [Mac Davis]
It’s Hard to be Humble
Mac Davis
Back a few months ago, I was headlinin’ at a great big
nightclub, and he put me up a couple of days early. I came in a couple of days early, and he put
me up in what they called the star suite.
Now, here I am headlinin’ at one of the biggest nightclubs in the
country, and I wake up at eight in the mornin’ in this star suite—all by myself. Yeah, that’s what I said, “Aaah,” but I did
what I have always done, man, to cheer myself up. I picked up my guitar. I sat down and wrote me a little song. Now, this is what it feels to be alone at the
top of the hill, and tryin’ to figure
out why.
Oh Lord it's hard to be humble
When you're perfect in every way
I can't wait to look in the mirror
‘Cause I get better lookin’ each day
To know me is to love me
I must be a hell of a man
Oh Lord it's hard to be humble
But I'm doing the best that I can
I used to have a girlfriend
But she just couldn't compete
With all of these love-starved women
Who keep clamorin’ at my feet
Well I probably could find me another
But I guess they're all in awe of me
Who cares
I never get lonesome
‘Cause I treasure my own company
Oh
Lord it's hard to be humble
When you're perfect in every way
I can't wait to look in the mirror
‘Cause I get better lookin’ each day
To know me is to love me
I must be a hell of a man
Oh Lord it's hard to be humble
But I'm doing the best that I can
I guess you could say I'm a loner
A cowboy outlaw tough and proud
I could have lots of friends if I want to
But then I wouldn't stand out from the crowd
Some folks say that I'm egotistical
Hell I don't even know what that means
I guess it has something to do with the way
That I fill out my skin-tight blue jeans
Oh
Lord it's hard to be humble
When you're perfect in every way
I can't wait to look in the mirror
‘Cause I get better lookin’ each day
To know me is to love me
I must be a hell of a man
Oh Lord it's hard to be humble
But I'm doing the best that I can
We're doing the best that we can
Link: [Tompall Glaser]
Put Another Log on the Fire
Tompall Glaser
Put another log on the fire
Cook me up some bacon
And some beans
And go out to the car
And change the tire
Wash my socks
And sew my old blue jeans
Come on baby
You can fill my pipe
And then go fetch my slippers
And boil me up another pot of tea
Then put another log on the fire
Babe
And come and tell me why you're leavin’ me
Now don't I let you wash the car on Sunday
Don't I warn you when you're gettin’ fat
Ain't I gonna take you fishin' with me someday
Well a man can't love a woman more than that
Ain't I always nice to your kid sister
Don't I take her drivin’ every night
So sit here at my feet
‘Cause I like you when you're sweet
And you know it ain't feminine to fight
So
Put another log on the fire
Cook me up some bacon
And some beans
Go out to the car
And lift it up
And change the tire
Wash my socks
And sew my old blue jeans
Come on baby
You can fill my pipe
And then go fetch my slippers
And boil me up another pot of tea
Then put another log on the fire
Babe
And come and tell me why you're leavin’ me
Lyrics From: [eLyrics.net]
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