Saturday's Song!

Ok. I admit. This is a V-E-R-Y silly choice. I will explain.

First of all, I DO love Country music. Not all of it.

But some of it I really like.

Some of it, (like anything else) I wonder "Who listens to this stuff?"

That said, I understand that it is a bit strange, OK, a lot strange,

to those who did not grow up listening to it!

Blame it on my rebellious phase as a teen.

Because when everyone else was discovering ,

well...everything else,

I decided I would like Country music, partially because I really saw merit,

partially becaue I was a VERY difficuly teenage daughter,

and my Mom REALLY did not like Country music!

So Sorry Mom! xoxox!

The next part to this story is that when my husband comes to bed (after working all night)

He's punchy and giddy and sleepy silly!

SO, you can thank him for this!

He was be-bopping in the bed this morning at 6:00 a.m.

ME: Honey what are you doing?

HONEY: I'm singing David Allen Coe...it's stuck in my head!

ME: Which one (don't know why I asked, I knew - there's only ONE it could be!)

HONEY: Mama and the train song!

ME: Groans...spends next 30 minutes realizing this is the only song that she can post today, because it is SO stuck in her head!

Imagines what the pic of The Mama must look like.

Imagines loss of bloggy friends when they see and read this post! Aaaiiiee!

Reading it doesn't do it justice, Ya'll!

Because the sound is really catchy!

I hope you know this is in good fun!

Note my last post on laughter, it does a body good! :)

You Never Even Call Me By My Name

By David Allen Coe

It was all that I could do to keep from cryin'

Sometimes it seems so useless to remain

You don't have to call me darlin', darlin'

You never even call me by my name.

You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings

And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride.

You don't have to call me Merle Haggard, anymore.

Even though your on my fightin' side.

CHORUS

And I'll hang around as long as you will let me

And I never minded standin' in the rain.

You don't have to call me darlin', darlin'

You never even call me by my name.

I've heard my name a few times in your phone book

I've seen it on signs where I've Played

But the only time I know, I'll hear David Allan Coe

Is when Jesus has his final judgement day.

CHORUS...

Well, a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song

and he told me it was the perfect country and western song

I wrote him back a letter and told him it was NOT

the perfect country and western song

because he hadn't said anything about

Momma, or trains, or trucks, or prison, or gettin' drunk.

Well, he sat down and wrote another verse to the song

and he sent it to me and after reading it,

I realized that my friend had written the perfect country and western song.

And I felt obliged to include it on this album.

The last verse goes like this here:

Well, I was drunk the day my Mom got outta prison.

And I went to pick her up in the rain.

But, before I could get to the station in my pickup truck

She got runned over by a danged old train.

CHORUS:

So I'll hang around as long as you will let me

And I never minded standin' in the rain.

No, You don't have to call me darlin', darlin'

You never even call me,

I wonder why you don't call me

Why don't you ever call me by my name.