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SoundBarrier
20th Aug 2008, 01:44
Inspired by the limerick thread...but this is NOT a limerick it is a song.

We should use a Country and Western style

Rule 1 - Lyrics are to be well known sayings.
Rule 2 -Poster should enter 1 or 2 lines of lyrics (including the lyrics from the previous poster for easy reading).
Rule 3 - It should make, at least, some sense.
Rule 4 - It does NOT have to be PC :ok:

So - to start....

A man is known by the company he keeps

Rollingthunder
20th Aug 2008, 01:49
A man is known by the company he keeps
What kind of music do you usually have here?
Oh, we got both kinds. We got country *and* western.

vapilot2004
20th Aug 2008, 02:34
A man is known by the company he keeps
What kind of music do you usually have here?
Oh, we got both kinds. We got country *and* western.
And we have wild women, liquor and beer
There's the good, the better and the bester.

Buster Hyman
20th Aug 2008, 03:27
A man is known by the company he keeps
What kind of music do you usually have here?
Oh, we got both kinds. We got country *and* western.
And we have wild women, liquor and beer
There's the good, the better and the bester.

Oh, a man is known by the company he keeps
by the company he keeps you see.
Coz I once had a dog, a loyal dog
that was hit by a Double-B..
The dog got up & he smacked that Bandit
Then moved to Tennessee.

Then muh wife dunn left me for another bloke
and then rubbed muh face in the muck,
For she took muh truck an' she took muh home,
To a fella with an incredible...

vapilot2004
20th Aug 2008, 04:10
A man is known by the company he keeps
What kind of music do you usually have here?
Oh, we got both kinds. We got country *and* western.
And we have wild women, liquor and beer
There's the good, the better and the bester.

Oh, a man is known by the company he keeps
by the company he keeps you see.
Coz I once had a dog, a loyal dog
that was hit by a Double-B..
The dog got up & he smacked that Bandit
Then moved to Tennessee.

Then muh wife dunn left me for another bloke
and then rubbed muh face in the muck,
For she took muh truck an' she took muh home,
To a fella with an incredible... sense of pluck

Richo77
20th Aug 2008, 04:45
Right! that's it! Weve got a dog being hit, a truck, a wife leaving, this has to be a Springsteen song already!.. if not, lets sell it to him!

Crosshair
20th Aug 2008, 04:51
Sorry, disqualified already for violation of Rule 806-2, prohibiting use of "bloke" in a country and western song. You must be a foreigner/terrorist.

vapilot2004
20th Aug 2008, 05:49
Sorry, disqualified already for violation of Rule 806-2, prohibiting use of "bloke" in a country and western song. You must be a foreigner/terrorist.

A man is known by the company he keeps
What kind of music do you usually have here?
Oh, we got both kinds. We got country *and* western.
And we have wild women, liquor and beer
There's the good, the better and the bester.

Oh, a man is known by the company he keeps
by the company he keeps you see.
Coz I once had a dog, a loyal dog
that was hit by a Double-B..
The dog got up & he smacked that Bandit
Then moved to Tennessee.

Then muh wife dunn left me for a poor chicken farmer
and then rubbed muh face in the muck,
For she took muh truck an' she took muh home,
To a fella with an incredible... sense of pluck

:} "took muh home" ----Must have been one of them mobile types.

Um... lifting...
20th Aug 2008, 06:01
A man is known by the company he keeps
What kind of songs do you sing here?
Oh, we got all kinds. We got happy and sad.
Wild women, corn liquor and beer.

Oh, a man is known by the company he keeps
by the dog who walks at his side
by the gauge of the shotgun that's kept in the rack
in his Ford pickup parked right outside.

Yodel-ay-yodel-ay-yodel-ayee... yodel-ay-yodel-ay-de-i-o.... (repeat)

Oh, a man is known by the company he keeps
and an ex-wife called Hurricane Bess
Oh she was wet and was wild, one heckuva child
but she took the house and just left a mess

There once was a dog, a rangy old hound
was whelped up in old Tennessee
You could wash him & dip him and coat him in lye
but there's no gettin' rid of them fleas.

But he still was real fine, just bidin' his time
Under the porch where the chickens did roost
He'd look for the mailman or travelin' salesman
And from out of the shadows he'd shoot

He was left with the hound and a broken-down truck
And his ex-wife he sometimes was missin'
It seems she got bit by the seven-year itch
Leavin' him with no pot to p*ss in...

*Dobro solo* and so on...

Carry on, then...

kiwi chick
20th Aug 2008, 06:01
A man is known by the company he keeps
What kind of music do you usually have here?
Oh, we got both kinds. We got country *and* western.
And we have wild women, liquor and beer
There's the good, the better and the bester.

Oh, a man is known by the company he keeps
by the company he keeps you see.
Coz I once had a dog, a loyal dog
that was hit by a Double-B..
The dog got up & he smacked that Bandit
Then moved to Tennessee.

Then muh wife dunn left me for a poor chicken farmer
and then rubbed muh face in the muck,
For she took muh truck an' she took muh home,
To a fella with an incredible... sense of pluck

Ohhhh yeah, sense of pluck, sense of pluck
Gonna shoot him just like muh pet duck
Cos he gone an taken muh lady away
Ana left me wif nuthin but muh weapon to play

Buster Hyman
20th Aug 2008, 07:18
A man is known by the company he keeps
What kind of music do you usually have here?
Oh, we got both kinds. We got country *and* western.
And we have wild women, liquor and beer
There's the good, the better and the bester.

Oh, a man is known by the company he keeps
by the company he keeps you see.
Coz I once had a dog, a loyal dog
that was hit by a Double-B..
The dog got up & he smacked that Bandit
Then moved to Tennessee.

Then muh wife dunn left me for a poor chicken farmer
and then rubbed muh face in the muck,
For she took muh truck an' she took muh home,
To a fella with an incredible... sense of pluck

Ohhhh yeah, sense of pluck, sense of pluck
Gonna shoot him just like muh pet duck
Cos he gone an taken muh lady away
Ana left me wif nuthin but muh weapon to play

Ohhh, a man aint a man without his weapon and a plan,
And for once you should agree.
For when you're livin' down South with a trailer for a Houth (house)
Y'hide yer weapon unless y'wanna pee!

Crosshair
20th Aug 2008, 07:20
A man is known by the company he keeps
What kind of music do you usually have here?
Oh, we got both kinds. We got country *and* western.
And we have wild women, liquor and beer
There's the good, the better and the bester.

Oh, a man is known by the company he keeps
by the company he keeps you see.
Coz I once had a dog, a loyal dog
that was hit by a Double-B..
The dog got up & he smacked that Bandit
Then moved to Tennessee.

Then muh wife dunn left me for a poor chicken farmer
and then rubbed muh face in the muck,
For she took muh truck an' she took muh home,
To a fella with an incredible... sense of pluck

Ohhhh yeah, sense of pluck, sense of pluck
Gonna shoot him just like muh pet duck
Cos he gone an taken muh lady away
Ana left me wif nuthin but muh weapon to play

Weapons, weapons
It's weapons that I love
When it comes to shootin' weird-horns
They won't call me a dove

Yeah -- weapons, weapons
It's lots of guns for me
Auto, semi, muzzle-load
I often pack all three.

vapilot2004
20th Aug 2008, 07:50
I must say, this is pure prarie talent:

A man is known by the company he keeps
What kind of songs do you sing here?
Oh, we got all kinds. We got happy and sad.
Wild women, corn liquor and beer.

Oh, a man is known by the company he keeps
by the dog who walks at his side
by the gauge of the shotgun that's kept in the rack
in his Ford pickup parked right outside.

Yodel-ay-yodel-ay-yodel-ayee... yodel-ay-yodel-ay-de-i-o.... (repeat)

Oh, a man is known by the company he keeps
and an ex-wife called Hurricane Bess
Oh she was wet and was wild, one heckuva child
but she took the house and just left a mess

There once was a dog, a rangy old hound
was whelped up in old Tennessee
You could wash him & dip him and coat him in lye
but there's no gettin' rid of them fleas.

But he still was real fine, just bidin' his time
Under the porch where the chickens did roost
He'd look for the mailman or travelin' salesman
And from out of the shadows he'd shoot

He was left with the hound and a broken-down truck
And his ex-wife he sometimes was missin'
It seems she got bit by the seven-year itch
Leavin' him with no pot to p*ss in...

*Dobro solo* and so on...

Carry on, then...

.....now wirrs mah GIT-ar. :ok:

SoundBarrier
20th Aug 2008, 11:35
Well, yee hawww....

I got me this 'ere Gui-tar sing this song, yooo--oodle..dooo with KC bouncing on mah kneee!! :}

Um... lifting...
20th Aug 2008, 16:26
When in doubt... throw in a yodel... an' a mandolin... mebbe a dobro if'n yew got one. Ain' nuthin' sadder'n a Flor-da cowpoke... (dang sight more cattle in Florida'n yew might thank... grazin's better'n out West...)

No less a luminary than Frederic Remington had his comments about Florida cowboys... you might even find the etymology of the word 'cracker' in its Florida context here... but you might not too... there's a lot of dispute on the topic.

Cattle and Cowboys in Florida (http://fcit.coedu.usf.edu/florida/lessons/cowboys/cowboys.htm)

What do you get when you play a country record backward?
You get your girl back... you get your truck back... you get your dawg back...

kiwi chick
21st Aug 2008, 01:32
Well a may-an is known by the company he keeps
And with whom he dines and who he sleeps
So whens I join you thayre in ya caravan bed
You's be known as the Queen of He-ad

As ya strum ya giu-tar with a song so sweeet
For a sweet young lass named Kiwi Cheeeek
Teaching her ways of the gui-tar pluck
SoundBarrier be the mayan who knows how to ..

Ooooh lunchbreak over, will finish later ;)

:E

John Hill
21st Aug 2008, 01:39
As ya strum ya giu-tar with a song so sweeet
For a sweet young lass named Kiwi Cheeeek


"sweeet" and "Cheeeek"? Must be a Skippy!:}

Buster Hyman
21st Aug 2008, 03:09
So whens I join you thayre in ya caravan bed
You's be known as the Queen of He-ad

:eek:....I need a cigarette, and a place to lie down for a few minutes.....:oh:

kiwi chick
21st Aug 2008, 03:41
Buster, that doesn't rhyme? :E :E

"I needed to get me a cee-garette...
And a place to lay mah a-whirling head
Cos the song was a gettin all steamed up
'tween the Kiwi Chick and Supersonic pup..."

See? Rhyming... ;)

SoundBarrier
21st Aug 2008, 04:08
It is knaawn from tahme to tahme
that a song don't always rhyme,
But wheyan thayngs get host n misty,
'caws of bodies doin' the twisty,
That bah gowlee - there 'aint tahme for thinking rhyme!

Radar66
21st Aug 2008, 07:27
(praying really rather very hard that Whirls never finds this thread.... :uhoh: )

ArthurR
21st Aug 2008, 19:04
Once wrote a C&W song called "My Gunfighting Granma is Dying of Cancer"
can't remember the words though.....probrally just as well, though I thought it had all a C&W song needed, a dog came into it as well

kiwi chick
21st Aug 2008, 22:04
Rads...

Why is that?! :confused:

Whirlygig
21st Aug 2008, 22:35
Now ... where's me banjo!! I guess that was the moment Rads was dreading!!

Cheers

Whirls