Singin' the Blues or any other durn thing ya want.

[Tensleep]

Sung after gittin' caught buyin' ah new gun when ya sed ya woodn' do it 


Don't be angry with me darling if I fail to understand
All your little whims and wishes all the time
Just remember that I'm dumb I guess like any foolish man
And my head stays sorta foggy 'cause you're mine.

Well, I recall the first time that I flirted with you dear
When I jokingly said come and be my bride
Now the time has turned the pages it's the sweetest joke on earth
That I have you dear forever by my side.



Maybe someday you're gonna hurt me I've been hurting of before
Only God can know and time alone will tell
But in the mean time I'll be loving you with all my heart and soul
And pray God to let it last if it's his will.

So don't be angry with me darling if I fail to understand
All your little whims and wishes all the time
Just remember that I'm dumb I guess like any foolish man
And my head stays sorta foggy 'cause you're mine...

[litl rooster]

 saved to favorites...so for the next time I get caught

[Arcey]

This ole house once knew his children (Still does.)
This ole house once knew a wife (Ditto.)
This ole house was home and comfort  (It's been here since '73)
As we fought the storms of life (Smashed by Izzybell)
This old house once rang with laughter (Might as well laff)
This old house heard many shouts (Yeah, still does)
Now she trembles in the darkness (Naw.  Looks better in the dark)
When the lightnin' walks about (Not that either.  Just loses 'lectricity)

Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer (I wish....)
Ain't a-gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles (Still under warranty)
Ain't a-got time to fix the floor (Never sell it if I don't.)
Ain't got time to oil the hinges (Ballistol.  Wife loves the fragrance)
Nor to mend no windowpane (Arcey breaks down 'n cries. Got a big one ta replace)
Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer
She's a-gettin' ready to meet the saints

This ole house is gettin' shaky (Just the screens.)
This ole house is gettin' BEEN old
This ole house lets in the rain (See shinges)
This ole house lets in the cold
On my knees I'm gettin' chilly (New furnace liked ta ran me out the back bath this mornin')
But I feel no fear nor pain (Hell, everythin' hurts)
'Cause I see an angel peekin'
Through the broken windowpane (WHERE!?!?!?!?!?!?!?)

This ole house is afraid of thunder
This ole house is afraid of storms (Naw.  Too dumb)
This ole house just groans and trembles
When the night wind flings out its arms (Naw)
This ole house is gettin' feeble
This old house is needin' paint (Yeah. Damn it)
Just like me it's tuckered out ('Me' is burnt out)

Spent so much on this thing the past month it's gonna be a longgggggggggg time 'fore I buy another gun.  Need ta replace the bay window in the breakfast nook next.  That's gonna be REAL cheap.  Phooey.

[Steel Horse Bailey]

Teenage ... had a race for the nighttime ...

Spent my cash on every high I could find ...




White punks on ......



Wasn't MY theme song, but I liked it - saw them - still like them

And the song they wrote that was the 1972 "Country Music's Most Requested Song"


I'm proud - to be an American ...

I'm proud ... had a good time bein' one ...



And so on.



Any guesses?  They're obscure - MUCH more so than John Prine    Who isn't REALLY obscure. 

[litl rooster]

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 born 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 divide.
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

[Delmonico]

Always liked that one.

Heard this one a while back by the guy who wrote it, George Strait, George Jones and Allan Jackson have all recorded it, but don't seem to make a hit out of it, wonder why?

Nobody saw them running
From 16th Avenue
They never found the fingerprints
Or the weapon that was used
But someone killed country music
Cut out its heart and soul
They got away with murder
Down on music row

The almight dollar
And the lust for worldwide fame
Slowly killed tradition
And for that, someone shouldhang ("Ahh, you tell 'em Alan")
They all say "Not Guilty!"
But the evidence will show
That murder was committed
Down on music row

For the steel guitars no longer cry
And the fiddles barely play
But drums and rock 'n' roll guitars
Are mixed up in your face
Ol' Hank wouldn't have a chance
On today's radio
Since they committed murder
Down on music row

They thought no one would miss it
Once it was dead and gone
They said no one would buy them ol'
Drinkin' and cheatin' songs ("Oh, but I still buy 'em")
Well there ain't no justice in it
And the hard facts are cold
Murder's been committed
Down on music row

For the steel guitars no longer cry
And you can't hear fiddles play
With drums and rock 'n' roll guitars
Mixed right up in your face
Why the Hag wouldn't have a chance
On today's radio
Since they committed murder
Down on music row

Why they even tell the Possum
To pack up and go back home
There's been an awful murder
Down on music row

[Ozark Tracker]

here's one ain't cowboy related in any sorta way, but I heard it on the oldies station today,  yanked me right back to the Fall of 1967,  Marlyin Smith and finding out how much fun them brown eyed girls were.   


Print: Van Morrison - Brown Eyed Girl Lyrics print version

Hey where did we go,
Days when the rains came
Down in the hollow,
Playin' a new game,
Laughing and a running hey, hey
Skipping and a jumping
In the misty morning fog with
Our hearts a thumpin' and you
My brown eyed girl,
You my brown eyed girl.

Whatever happened
To Tuesday and so slow
Going down the old mine
With a transistor radio
Standing in the sunlight laughing,
Hiding behind a rainbow's wall,
Slipping and sliding
All along the water fall, with you
My brown eyed girl,
You my brown eyed girl.

Do you remember when we used to sing,
Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da

So hard to find my way,
Now that I'm all on my own.
I saw you just the other day,
My how you have grown,
Cast my memory back there, Lord
Sometime I'm overcome thinking 'bout
Making love in the green grass
Behind the stadium with you
My brown eyed girl
You my brown eyed girl

[litl rooster]

  A                                             D
Well now early one day I was on my way to my favorite fishin' hole
               E
I was thinking I could sure use another bottle of booze
                             A
My baits a' runnin a little low

Man a box of 12 gauge would be all the rage
         D
I'm all liquored up and I'm feelin' good
E
Well just down the road there was a place called Bubba's
                  A
Man he's got the goods...

(chorus)
A
And the sign said beer, bait, and ammo yeah
           D
They got everything in between
               E
Yeah they got anything any old beer drinkin
                               A
Hell raisin, bonified redneck needs

They got your fishin hooks, they got your dirty books
               D
They got your rebel flag on the wall
          E
Sign said beer, bait, and ammo yeah
                       A
You ask me they got it all

A
Well now when I walked in I cain't even begin
    D
To describe just what I smelled
                E
Lord was it the catfish bait or something Bubba had ate
              A
Was it those pickled eggs on the shelf

Yeah with a toothless grin he said boy step right on in
D                                   E
Make yourself right at home, I said no, no, no thank you man
                                           A
With a 12 pack of cans and I'll be good to go

And the sign said...

(repeat chorus)

solo

(repeat chorus)

[Arcey]

That's when she 'n I were datin' 'n she's brown-eyed.  Both daughters brown-eyed too.

She hated Susie-Q by Credence.

[Delmonico]

She hated Susie-Q by Credence.

Every time I hear that song I think of two slices of Devil's Food cake with cream filling inbetween in a plastic wrapper, I think I had the muchies first time I heard it.

[Ozark Tracker]

lets see, 1967,  I'm sure I ate something during that time but the only things I remember are the cars and the girls 

[Arcey]

Whut I remember most about '67 was thinkin' 'bout how badly I wanted out of school 'n I had two more years.

I was too miserable ta eat, Del.

[Delmonico]

Whut I remember most about '67 was thinkin' 'bout how badly I wanted out of school 'n I had two more years.

I was too miserable ta eat, Del.

Oh I didn't realize that song was that old, didn't hear it till about 1971 or so, or least that I 'member.

[Ozark Tracker]

got one of them new fangled  4 track tape players for ma car that year, couple of years later moved up to 8 track.   

[Arcey]

Funny how ya remember stuff by music.  Ordered my first new car. '71 Mercury.  New car manager hauled ass with my, 'n several other folks', deposits without orderin' the cars.  Best I know they n'er did find 'im. It was a mess ta get straight. Took all the paperwork with 'im.

When it finally did come in I fired it up 'n put the radio where I wanted it. First song was 'It Don't Come Easy'.  Thought ta myself, 'ain't that the damned truth!'

[litl rooster]

Oh I didn't realize that song was that old, didn't hear it till about 1971 or so, or least that I 'member.

I remember it in the high school dances 68-69-70

[Ozark Tracker]

here's the top 100 songs of 1967,   lots of good one's in there,  several good memories


Top 100 Hits of 1967 / Top 100 Songs of 19671. To Sir With Love, Lulu
2. Happy Together, The Turtles
3. Windy, Association
4. Ode To Billie Joe, Bobby Gentry
5. I'm A Believer, The Monkees
6. Light My Fire, The Doors
7. Somethin' Stupid, Nancy Sinatra and Frank Sinatra
8. The Letter, Box Tops
9. Groovin', Young Rascals
10. Kind Of A Drag, Buckinghams
11. Little Bit O' Soul, Music Explosion
12. I Think We're Alone Now, Tommy James and The Shondells
13. Respect, Aretha Franklin
14. I Was Made To Love Her, Stevie Wonder
15. Come Back When You Grow Up, Bobby Vee and The Strangers
16. Sweet Soul Music, Arthur Conley
17. Can't Take My Eyes Off You, Frankie Valli
18. Never My Love, Association
19. Soul Man, Sam and Dave
20. Expressway To Your Heart, Soul Survivors
21. Apples, Peaches, Pumpkin Pie, Jay and The Techniques
22. Come On Down To My Boat, Every Mothers' Son
23. Incense And Peppermints, Strawberry Alarm Clock
24. Ruby Tuesday, The Rolling Stones
25. It Must Be Him, Vicki Carr
27. For What It's Worth, Buffalo Springfield
28. Gimme Little Sign, Brenton Wood
28. Love Is Here And Now You're Gone, Supremes
29. The Happening, Supremes
30. All You Need Is Love, Beatles
31. Release Me (And Let Me Love Again), Engelbert Humperdinck
32. Your Precious Love, Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell
33. Somebody To Love, Jefferson Airplane
34. Get On Up, Esquires
35. Brown Eyed Girl, Van Morrison
36. Jimmy Mack, Martha and The Vandella
37. I Got Rhythm, Happenings
38. A Whiter Shade Of Pale, Procol Harum
39. Don't You Care, Buckinghams
40. Then You Can Tell Me Goodbye, Casinos
41. Reflections, Diana Ross and The Supremes
42. On A Carousel, Hollies
43. Please Love Me Forever, Bobby Vinton
44. Alfie, Dionne Warwick
45. San Francisco, Scott Mckenzie
46. Silence Is Golden, Tremeloes
47. My Cup Runneth Over, Ed Ames
48. Up, Up And Away, Fifth Dimension
49. The Rain, The Park And Other Things, Cowsills
50. There's A Kind Of Hush, Herman's Hermits
51. Mercy, Mercy, Mercy, Buckinghams
52. This Is My Song, Petula Clark
53. (Your Love Keeps Lifting Me) Higher And Higher, Jackie Wilson
54. I've Been Lonely Too Long, Young Rascals
55. Penny Lane, Beatles
56. You're My Everything, Temptations
57. Georgy Girl, Seekers
58. Western Union, Five Americans
59. Baby I Love You, Aretha Franklin
60. A Little Bit You, A Little Bit Me, The Monkees
61. California Nights, Lesley Gore
62. Dedicated To The One I Love, Mama's and The Papa's
63. How Can I Be Sure, Young Rascals
64. Carrie Ann, Hollies
65. (We Ain't Got) Nothin' Yet, Blue Magoos
66. Friday On My Mind, Easy Beats
67. Soul Finger, Bar-Kays
68. Gimme Some Lovin', Spencer Davis Group
69. Let It Out (Let It All Hang Out), Hombres
70. Let's Live For Today, The Grass Roots
71. Close Your Eyes, Peaches and Herb
72. Groovin', Booker T and The MG's
73. Funky Broadway, Wilson Pickett
74. Pleasant Valley Sunday, The Monkees
75. I Never Loved A Man (The Way I Love You), Aretha Franklin
76. Tell It Like It Is, Aaron Neville
77. Cold Sweat, James Brown and The Famous Flames
78. She'd Rather Be With Me, The Turtles
79. 98.6, Keith
80. Here We Go Again, Ray Charles
81. White Rabbit, Jefferson Airplane
82. Here Comes My Baby, Tremeloes
83. The Beat Goes On, Sonny and Cher
84. Snoopy Vs. The Red Baron, Royal Guardsmen
85. Society's Child, Janis Ian
86. Girl, You'll Be A Woman Soon, Neil Diamond
87. I Had Too Much To Dream Last Night, Electric Prunes
88. Mirage, Tommy James and The Shondells
89. Bernadette, Four Tops
90. Everlasting Love, Robert Knight
91. I Dig Rock And Roll Music, Peter, Paul and Mary
92. Litle Ole Man (Uptight-Everything's Alright), Bill Cosby
93. Ain't No Mountain High Enough, Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell
94. Daydream Believer, The Monkees
95. Thank The Lord For The Night Time, Neil Diamond
96. I Take It Back, Sandy Posey
97. Green, Green Grass Of Home, Tom Jones
98. I Can See For Miles, The Who
99. Don't Sleep In The Subway, Petula Clark
100. Baby I Need Your Lovin', Johnny Rivers

[litl rooster]

Lots of motown back then

[Sod Buster]

Since LR's submission mentioned Fishing Holes, here is one that you all ought to remember.  The lyrics to the Andy Griffith Show theme song:

Well, now, take down your fishin' pole and meet me at The Fishin' Hole,
We may not get a bite all day, but don't you rush away.

What a great place to rest your bones and mighty fine for skippin' stones,
You'll feel fresh as a lemonade, a-settin' in the shade.

Whether it's hot, whether it's cool, oh what a spot for whistlin' like a fool.

What a fine day to take a stroll and wander by The Fishin' Hole,
I can't think of a better way to pass the time o' day.

We'll have no need to call the roll when we get to The Fishin' Hole,
There'll be you, me, and Old Dog Trey, to doodle time away.

If we don't hook a perch or bass, we'll cool our toes in dewy grass,
Or else pull up a weed to chaw, and maybe set and jaw.

Hangin' around, takin' our ease, watchin' that hound a-scratchin' at his fleas.

Come on, take down your fishin' pole and meet me at The Fishin' Hole,
I can't think of a better way to pass the time o' day.

[litl rooster]

You translated all that whistling?