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

[Arcey]

who was the guy playing the guitar and singing

He's the guy what told the guy what wrote the song he hoped 'is plane crashed. 'N, it did...

[Leo Tanner]

He's the guy what told the guy what wrote the song he hoped 'is plane crashed. 'N, it did...

Ouch
     No slice a American Pie fer him but mebbe a Wurlitzer Prize
Unless acourse he was talkin ta the Big Bopper--then he can have his pie...


Leo

[Arcey]

Heard it said that l'il jokin 'round session with Buddy Holly bothered 'im 'til the day he died. Never could let it go...

[Leo Tanner]

Well then, with a nod ta Mr. Holly, Mr. Valenz and one Mr. J P Richardson, Jr...

A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, they'd be happy for a while.

But February made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldn't take one more step.

I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.

So bye-bye, Miss American Pie.
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

Did you write the book of love,
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock 'n roll,
Can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you're in love with him
`cause I saw you dancin' in the gym.
You both kicked off your shoes.
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.

I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died.

I started singin',
"bye-bye, Miss American Pie."
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

Now for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone,
But that's not how it used to be.
When the jester sang for the king and queen,
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me,

Oh, and while the king was looking down,
The jester stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned;
No verdict was returned.
And while Lennon read a book of Marx,
The quartet practiced in the park,
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died.

We were singing,
"bye-bye, Miss American Pie."
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter,
Eight miles high and falling fast.
It landed foul on the grass.
The players tried for a forward pass,
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.

Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we never got the chance!
`cause the players tried to take the field;
The marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?

We started singing,
"bye-bye, Miss American Pie."
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

Oh, and there we were all in one place,
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again.
So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
Cause fire is the devil's only friend.

Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in hell
Could break that satan's spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite,
I saw satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

He was singing,
"bye-bye, Miss American Pie."
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldn't play.

And in the streets: the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was spoken;
The church bells all were broken.
And the three men I admire most:
The father, son, and the holy ghost,
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died.

And they were singing,
"bye-bye, Miss American Pie."
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

They were singing,
"bye-bye, Miss American Pie."
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "this'll be the day that I die."

[Texas Lawdog]

Waylon would have been on that plane had he not been sick.

[Delmonico]

No, The Big Bopper was sick so Waylon gave him his seat.

[Texas Lawdog]

Waylon! The Pride of Littlefield, Texas.

[Delmonico]

And as Monty Python says, "and now for something completely different."

Line Dancin' Bugs. 




Out in the country past the city limits sign
Well there's a honky tonk near the county line
The joint starts jumpin every night when the sun goes down
They got whiskey women music & smoke
It's where all the cowboy folk go to boot scootin' boogie

I've got a good job I work hard for my money
When it's quittin time I hit the door runnin'
I fire up my pickup truck & let the horses run
I go flyin' down that highway to that hide-a-way
Stuck out in the woods to do the boot scootin' boogie


Yeah, heel, toe, docie doe come on baby let's go boot scootin
Cadilac black jack, baby meet me outback we're gonna boogie
Oh get down, turn around go to town boot scootin' boogie

The bartender asks me says son what'll it be
I want a shot at that redhead yonder lookin' at me
The dance floors hoppin' & it's hotter than the fourth of July
I see outlaws, inlaws crooks & straights all out makin' it shake
Doin' the boot scootin' boogie

Yeah, heel, toe, docie doe come on baby let's go boot scootin
Cadilac black jack, baby meet me outback we're gonna boogie
Oh get down, turn around go to town boot scootin' boogie

Yeah, heel, toe, docie doe come on baby let's go boot scootin
Cadilac black jack, baby meet me outback we're gonna boogie
Oh get down, turn around go to town boot scootin' boogie

I said get down, turn go to town boot scootin' boogie

oooh get down turn around go to town boot scootin boogie

[Four-Eyed Buck]

A little Brooks & Dunn.................

[Leo Tanner]

And as Monty Python says, "and now for something completely different."

I just pictured John Cleese in western garb

[Texas Lawdog]

Fawltry Towers is one of my wife's favorite British comedy. John is so tall and slender. His body movements are so inimated.

[Lucky Irish Tom]

I just pictured John Cleese in western garb

I see the makings of another Mel Brooks Western!

Maybe a parody of Brokeback Mountain ---------  FLAMING SADDLES

[Texas Lawdog]

Ever since II first saw Monty Python on PBS, I have been a big John Cleese fan.

[Delmonico]

I see the makings of another Mel Brooks Western!

I think a lot of the script has been wrote down in Newbrassky.

[Leo Tanner]

I think a lot of the script has been wrote down in Newbrassky.

That would have ta be much more than one movie.
     One a them epic deals like Lord of the Rings er Star Wars


Leo

[Leo Tanner]

This guy could do the theme music.

http://video.yahoo.com/watch/1881700

Note the amount of hair on Paul's head in this one.
(remember the title mentions "any durn thing ya want" 

[Texas Lawdog]

Del, There is definitely a lot of great material there.

[Russ T Chambers]

I just pictured John Cleese in western garb

Just go back and watch "Silverado".  A very proper Englishman Sheriff Langston, who was not from "around these parts"!

[Texas Lawdog]

I was thinkin more like B western garb.

[Leo Tanner]

I was thinkin more like B western garb.

Yeah, he could do the thing with the bright red shirt with the white pipin an a pitcher of four aces stitched on the breast pocket.  I jus don see him goin spegetti style. 
     Well mebbe in the third installment when he goes evil an such.