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Well I remember William
We weren't much more than kids
His family lived in a run down shack
Like the rest of the white trash did
Now me and ole William
We used to smoke out behind the barn
Til his daddy caught him stealing cigarettes
I still think he broke William's arm
When I was drinkin my first beer
Ole William was getting high
He got kicked out of school for fightin and drugs
And he stayed out late at night
He never said too much about home
Or the bruises on his back
I asked him about em one time
But he never answered back
Yeah William
You grew up hard and mean
You weren't the apple of your mama's eye
And your daddy was a burned out fiend
For what it's worth now William
I know you could've had a heart of gold
But I don't think you ever knew that you had one
I don't think you were ever told
He spent a year in reform school
Cause he broke in a hardware store
Now me and William lost track of each other
I never saw him much anymore
The last time I seen William
He was married and had two kids
He tried to raise em like he was supposed to
But sometimes he raised em like his daddy did
Yeah William
You grew up hard and mean
You weren't the apple of your mama's eye
And your daddy was a burned out fiend
For what it's worth now William
I know you could've had a heart of gold
But I don't think you ever knew that you had one
I don't think you were ever told
Well just last Sunday mornin
Momma called me on the phone
Said there's a story in the paper about William
She just thought I might like to know
He got shot by a city cop
While he was robbin a local drugstore
He was survived by two hungry kids, a wife
and a pool of blood on the floor
Yeah William
You grew up hard and mean
You weren't the apple of your mama's eye
And your daddy was a burned out fiend
For what it's worth now William
I know you could've had a heart of gold
But I don't think you ever knew that you had one
I don't think you were ever told
Last edited by fr33; 03-05-2017 at 10:51 PM.
This a great live version of a great song featuring a mandolin that isn't on the album version. Chris Knight is the real deal when it comes to country-folk.
A story about Sam Bass
the truth comes out as the fire burns low
it comes to light as only embers glow
the whiskey talks, the west wind moans in the night
the deadfall's gathered and the branches are cut
kindling crackles and the smoke curls up
the small sticks catch then the bigger stuff will burn
chinook dies down as the dark descends
pine has burned, the ash has cleansed
the message smolders, is lost, but finally sent
connie says she's never seen the cougars so bold
they're comin in the yard and they're stealin young colts
they drag em in the brush with the claws sunk in their nose
the weather's been funny thirty years or so
the winters got warm, not as much snow
hear the big cats comin cuz there's nowhere left to go
you gotta look out for bear when youre fishing on lees creek
theyll come round the bend and theyll make your knees weak
theres grizzlies where there was no grizzly bears before
half heard voices from the ghosts, from the graves
the grandfathers tell us at the mouths of the caves
only old chiefs older than jesus can save us now, if we're lucky
white man light a big fire, stay cold
the red man's warmer, but the old man's old
the antelope seeks the buffalo in the night
the antelope mourns the buffalo in the night
look out for bear when youre fishing on lees creek
theyll come round the bend and theyll make your knees weak
theres grizzlies where there was no grizzly bears before
the truth comes out as the fire burns low
it comes to light as only embers glow
the antelope mourns the buffalo in the night
Last edited by fr33; 03-05-2017 at 11:27 PM.
Women are lacking in this genre. Here's a female track. h/t Doug Stanhope
I know OP said he didn't want any pop but this is just such an awesome cover of The Ramones. It's totally country though.
This is from back in the George W Bush years. A country Iraq war protest song.
Johnny can't drink cause Johnny ain't twenty-one
Ya but he's eighteen and he's pretty handy with a gun
They sent him off to a foreign land gave him a new pair of boots and thirteen grand and he came back home with American blood on his hands George is a real go getter and he's runnin' the show and he should have known better but his old man told him to go
He sits at home with his feet on his desk while the boys got their's in the sand
A million miles away with American blood on their hands
Johnny can't walk but the medic says he's o.k. to fly
And the newspapers tell us he's a hero and a hell of a guy
They sent him up to Washington for a photo op with a smoking gun
He's got a purple heart and American blood on his hands
Black gold for silver stars
Cold hard cash for armored cars
The brass ain't fightin' but they're sure as hell taking a stand
And they'll have to live with American blood on their hands
Now George stands up on a boat proudly waving the flag
He says the hard part's over and we knew it wouldn't be so bad
But roadside bombs and six long years were never really part of the plan
What's a couple thousand more with American blood on their hands
Black gold for silver stars
Cold hard cash for armored cars
The brass ain't fightin' but they're sure as hell taking a stand
And they'll have to live with American blood on their hands
Now johnny can drink all day 'cause he's twenty-three
He donated his legs to the worldwide land of the free
He cries God bless America but God damn uncle Sam
While he stares through the tears with American blood on his hands
Black gold for silver stars
Cold hard cash for armored cars
The brass ain't fightin' but they're sure as hell taking a stand
And they'll have to live with American blood on their hands
Last edited by fr33; 03-07-2017 at 10:55 PM.
Thanks @fe33! Great songs there. I'm gonna have to get a list together and start some downloads. Here's a guy a ran across today. This is one is pretty funny...
I posted a couple from him earlier in the thread. Here's another. It's like a redneck anthem.Originally Posted by phill4paul
Sung by Joe Scarborough:
Don't need a weather man to know which way the wind blows
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