"Your Daddy Was Drunk and Your Mama Was Lonely" - my first country song [mega-vanity]

Me, via YouTube ^ | 7/31/14 | Me, as "Hopalong Ginsberg"

[Slings and Arrows]

> 152 posts and 201 views. At least people are “reading the article” this time!

Only if they don’t post. ;^)

[a fool in paradise]

Unless they are replaying it again and again.

[Night Hides Not]

Isn't that Joe Biden with a couple of female SS agents, a few minutes before his next swim?

[Slings and Arrows]

Funny, he doesn’t look Irish.

[Slings and Arrows]

No comment. ;^)

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I can live with that. ;^)

[Dust in the Wind]

Trying to think of a band that this would be perfect for.

Primus...Primus - Wynona's Big Brown Beaver

[a fool in paradise]

Get Weird Al to record a parody of it, then you'll have a hit.

[Slings and Arrows]

Wow, interesting choice!

I actually have some lyrics in the hopper that I think would go well with Primus-style music, but it’ll be a long time before I have a chance to record them.

[Slings and Arrows]

Just in case anyone tried to download the MP3 of the song and got a “capacity exceeded” message, I’ve added another download site. You can now try

https://app.box.com/s/ufvrn27deuv1kmom41nt

or the old site,

https://drive.google.com/file/d/0BxrrzGCT4HvxSXlHdi1LMTV3T00/edit?usp=sharing

[LucyT]

Pinging All. TM, too.

Fun stuff.

Sling and Arrow’s first country song:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4HYy62qiOwA&feature=youtu.be

Lyrics for those who wants to sing-along:

“Your Daddy Was Drunk And Your Mama Was Lonely”
—Hopalong Ginsberg

Come over here, Junior,
And sit on Daddy’s knees.
It’s time your father told you ‘bout
The birds and the bees.
The stork, he didn’t bring you.
There weren’t no cabbage leaf.
So just be glad you’re ‘round here, boy,
And don’t give me no grief, ‘cause
You wouldn’t even be here,
Except and only
That your Daddy was drunk
And your Mama was lonely.

I was truckin’ through Shreveport
With a double heavy load;
Been weeks since I’d had any,
I was fixin’ to explode.
Went into a juke joint,
Just to get me some relief,
And that’s where I saw your Mama
Killing rats with her teeth.
She was mean and she was nasty -
I weren’t sure if I should -
But after six or seven beers
She started lookin’ pretty good.
I said “Hey, come on baby,
You wanna see my truck?”
So we went out to my rig
And we had a good time.

Came back nine months later,
I was ready for the worst,
And sure enough, your Mama
She was just about to burst.
Her Pa was waitin’ with her,
His shotgun in his hand,
And half an hour later we were
With the preacher man.
The preacher man he told us
“To death do us part,”
So every day I thank the Lord
I’ve got a bad heart.

So that’s...
Where you come from, Junior,
Hope the story ain’t upsettin’.
But some brothers or some sisters, boy,
You best had be forgettin’.
You bet I learned my lesson,
Bet I learned it well,
And I know there’s deeper levels
to this country music hell.
No, there’ll be no hanky-panky,
Except and only
If your Daddy is drunk
And your Mama is lonely.

[Slings and Arrows]

Awww, thanks!

[LucyT]

Yer welcome.

Your song is a hoot. Very clever. Nice music, too.

[Fast Moving Angel]

These lyrics almost perfectly fit the tune to Bob Dylan’s “The Times They Are A Changin’”.