Song Lyrics?




 
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Boots
 
July 14th, 2004  
Lilmissflamethrower
 
 

Topic: Song Lyrics?


Red Neck Mother by Jerry Jeff Walker

He was born in West Virginia,
His wife's name's is big Betty Lou Thelma Loise.
And he's not responsible for what he'd been doin'.
His mother said: "You're the reason God made Oklahoma."
He done a back flip.

And it's up against the wall Redneck Mother.
Mother, who has raised her son so well.
He's thirty-four, drinkin' in a honky tonk.
"What's he doin' down there?"
Kicking hippies asses and raising hell.

Sure does like to drink his ol' Shiner beer,
Chases it down with that Wild Turkey liquor;
Drives a fifty-seven GMC pickup truck;
With his Easy-Rider rifle rack an' "We'll rope cattle for food" bumper sticker.

And it's up against the wall Redneck Mother.
Mother, who has raised her son so well.
He's thirty-four, drinkin' in a honky tonk.
"What's he doin' down there?"
Kicking hippies asses and raising hell.

Instrumental break

M is for the mud flaps he puts on the pickup truck.
O is for the Oil the boy slicks down on his hair.
T is for T-bird
H is for Haggard
E is for eggs, and
R is for REDNECK

And it's up against the wall Redneck Mother.
Mother, who has raised her son so well.
He's thirty-four, an' drinkin' in a honky tonk.
"What's he doin' down there?"
Kicking hippies asses and raising hell.

And it's up against the wall Redneck Mother.
Mother, who has raised her son so well.
He's thirty-four, drinkin' in a honky tonk.
"What's he doin' down there?"
Kicking hippies asses and raising hell.

It's up against the wall Redneck Mother.
Mother, who has raised her son so well.
He's thirty-four, drinkin' in a honky tonk.
"What's he doin' down there?"
Kicking hippies asses and raising hell.

Neck Mother
July 14th, 2004  
Italian Guy
 
 
Cool, I like this.
July 14th, 2004  
Lilmissflamethrower
 
 
Live at Gruene Hall get that CD by Jerry Jeff Walker and you will live a very happy life...
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Boots
July 14th, 2004  
thebrahmagr81
 
 
Letters From Home
(Tony Lane/David Lee)

My Dear Son, it is almost June,
I hope this letter catches up to you, and finds you well.
Its been dry but theyíre calling for rain,
And everything's the same olí same in Johnsonville.
Your stubborn 'ol Daddy ainít said too much,
But Iím sure you know he sends his love,
And she goes on,
In a letter from home.

I hold it up and show my buddies,
Like we ainít scared and our boots ainít muddy, and they all laugh,
Like thereís something funny boutí the way I talk,
When I say: "Mama sends her best yíall."
I fold it up an' put it in my shirt,
Pick up my gun an' get back to work.
An' it keeps me driving me on,
Waiting on letters from home.

My Dearest Love, its almost dawn.
Iíve been lying here all night long wondering where you might be.
I saw your Mama and I showed her the ring.
Man on the television said something so I couldnít sleep.
But Iíll be all right, Iím just missing you.
An' this is me kissing you:
XXís and OOís,
In a letter from home.

I hold it up and show my buddies,
Like we ainít scared and our boots ainít muddy, and they all laugh,
'Cause she calls me "Honey", but they take it hard,
'Cause I donít read the good parts.
I fold it up an' put it in my shirt,
Pick up my gun an' get back to work.
An' it keeps me driving me on,
Waiting on letters from home.

Dear Son, I know I ainít written,
But sittin' here tonight, alone in the kitchen, it occurs to me,
I might not have said, so Iíll say it now:
Son, you make me proud.

I hold it up and show my buddies,
Like we ainít scared and our boots ainít muddy, but no one laughs,
'Cause there ainít nothing funny when a soldier cries.
An' I just wipe me eyes.
I fold it up an' put it in my shirt,
Pick up my gun an' get back to work.
An' it keeps me driving me on,
Waiting on letters from home.
July 14th, 2004  
thebrahmagr81
 
 
American Soldier
(Toby Keith/Chuck Cannon)

Iím just tryiní to be a father, raise a daughter and a son
Be a lover to their mother, everythiní to everyone
Up and at Ďem bright and early, Iím all business in my suit
Yeah Iím dressed up for success, from my head down to my boots
I donít do it for money, thereís bills I that I canít pay
I donít do it for the glory, I just do it anyway
Providing for our futureís, my responsibility
Yeah Iím real good under pressure, being all that I can be
And I canít call in sick on Mondays when the weekendís been too strong
I just work straight through the holidays, and sometimes all night long
You can bet that I stand ready, when the wolf growls at the door
Hey Iím solid, hey Iím steady, hey Iím true down to the core.

And I will always do my duty no matter what the price
Iíve counted up the cost, I know the sacrifice
Oh and I donít want to die for you, but if dyinís asked of me
Iíll bear that cross with honor, cause freedom donít come free.

Iím an American Soldier an American
Beside my brothers and my sisters, I will proudly take a stand
When libertyís in jeopardy, I will always do whatís right

Iím out here on the front lines, sleep in peace tonight
American Soldier, Iím and American, Soldier.

An American Soldier an American
Beside my brothers and my sisters, I will proudly take a stand
When libertyís in jeopardy, I will always do whatís right
Iím out here on the front lines, sleep in peace tonight
American Soldier, Iím and American, an American, an American, Soldier.
July 14th, 2004  
thebrahmagr81
 
 
Courtesy Of The Red, White And Blue (The Angry American)
(Toby Keith)

American girls and American guys
We'll always stand up and salute
We'll always recongnize
When we see Old Glory flying there's alot of men dead
So we can sleep in peace at night when we lay down our head

My daddy served in the Army when he lost his right eye
But he flew a flag out in our yard till the day that he died
He wanted my mother, my brother, my sister, and me
To grow up and live happy in the land of the free
Now this nation that I love has fallen under attack
A mighty sucker punch came flying in from somewhere in the back
Soon as we could see clearly through our big, black eye
Man,we lite up your world like the 4th of July

Uncle Sam put your name at the top of his list
And the Statue of Liberty started shaking her fist
And the eagle will fly and its gonna be hell
When you hear Mother Freedom start ringing her bell
And it'll feel like the whole wide world is raining down on you
Brought to you courtesy of the red, white, and blue

Justice will be served and the battle will rage
This big dog will fight when you rattle his cage
You'll be sorry that you messed with the US of A
Cause we'll put a boot in your ass it's the American way

Uncle Sam put your name at the top of his list
And the Statue of Liberty started shaking her fist
And the eagle will fly and its gonna be hell
When you hear Mother Freedom start ringing her bell
And it'll feel like the whole wide world is raining down on you
Brought to you courtesy of the red, white, and blue

Ohhh
Of the red, white, and blue
Ohhh
July 14th, 2004  
Lilmissflamethrower
 
 
Letters from home makes my eyes well up with tears when I hear it on the radio. Same as that song Travelling Solider. Even though I hate the Dixie Chicks I love that song.
July 14th, 2004  
Damien
 
Have You Forgotten
Darryl Worley

I hear people saying
We don't need this war
But I say there's some things worth fighting for
What about our freedom and this piece of ground
We didn't get to keep them by backing down
Now they say we don't realize the mess we're getting in
Before you start to preaching let me ask you this my friend

Have you forgotten how it felt that day?
Too see your homeland under fire and her people blown away
Have you forgotten when those towers fell?
We had neighbors still inside going through a living hell
And you say we shouldn't worry about Bin Laden
Have you forgotten?

They took all the footage off my TV
They said it's too disturbing for you and me
It'll just breed anger, it's what the experts say
If it was up to me I'd show it everyday
Some say this country's just out looking for a fight
Well after 9-11 man I'd have to say that's right

Have you forgotten how it felt that day?
Too see your homeland under fire and her people blown away
Have you forgotten when those towers fell?
We had neighbors still inside going through a living hell
And you say we shouldn't worry about Bin Laden
Have you forgotten?


I've been there with the soldiers who've gone away to war
And you can bet that they remember just what they're fighting for

Have you forgotten all the people killed?
Yeah some went down like heroes in that Pennsylvania field
Have you forgotten about our Pentagon?
Yeah all those loved ones that we lost
And those left to carry on
Don't you tell me not to worry about Bin Laden
Have you forgotten how it felt that day?
Too see your homeland under fire and her people blown away
Have you forgotten when those towers fell?
We had people still inside going through a living hell
And you say we shouldn't worry about Bin Laden
Have you forgotten?
Have you forgotten? Oh
Have you forgotten?
July 14th, 2004  
sgtbreeden
 
 
"Walkin' In Memphis" (i like the Garth Brooks version)


Put on my blue suede shoes
And I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the Delta blues
in the middle of the pourin' rain

W.C. Handy
won't you look down over me
Cause I got a first class ticket
And I'm blue as a boy can be

Chorus:Then I'm walking in Memphis,
I was walking with my feet ten feet off Beale,
Walking in Memphis,
do I really feel the way I feel?


Saw the ghost of Elvis on Union avenue,
Followed him up to the gates of Graceland
Then I watched him walk right through
Now, security they did not see him
They just hovered around his tomb.
But there's a pretty little thing waiting for the King
Down in the jungle room


Chorus:
They've got catfish on the table
They've got gospel in the air
And Reverend Green be glad to see you
When you haven't got a prayer
But boy you got a prayer in Memphis


Now, Muriel plays piano every friday at the Hollywood
And they brought me down to see her
And they asked me if I would
Do a little number
And I sang with all my might
She said "Tell me, are you a Christian, child?"
And I said "Ma'am, I am tonight."


Chorus:


Put on my blue suede shoes and I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain

Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain


I'm not sure but I think that is the way it is.
July 15th, 2004  
Italian Guy
 
 
'39 (Queen)

'In the year of thirty-nine'
Assembled here the volunteers
In the days when lands were few
Here the ship sailed out into the blue and sunny morn
The sweetest sight ever seen
And the night followed day
And the story tellers say
That the score brave souls inside
For many a lonely day
Sailed across the milky seas
Never looked back never feared never cried

Don't you hear my call
Though you're many years away
Don't you hear me calling you
Write your letters in the sand
For the day I'll take your hand
In the land that our grand-children knew

'In the year of thirty-nine'
Came a ship from the blue
The volunteers came home that day
And they bring good news
Of a world so newly born
Though their hearts so heavily weigh
For the earth is old and grey
Little darlin' we'll away
But my love this cannot be
Oh so many years have gone
Though I'm older than a year
Your mothers eyes from your eyes cry to me

Don't you hear my call
Though you're many years away
Don't you hear me calling you
Write your letters in the sand
For the day I'll take your hand
In the land that our grand-children knew

Don't you hear my call
Though you're many years away
Don't you hear me calling you
All your letters in the sand
Cannot heal me like your hand
For my life still ahead pity me