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MOTHERS DAY: Songs That Celebrate Being A Bum
Posted on 05/12/2019 9:21:13 AM PDT by DIRTYSECRET
Can't help it guys. The songs are out there. Kingston Trios "Greenback Dollar". Millers "King of the Road" On this Mother's day I don't think the women in their lives would be proud of them. They're not good enough to turn good women into moms and the best that can be said is that they are totally free. The Sit-in' on the Dock of The Bay fella probably needed a bath too. Did these guys have bad mamas?
Can't think of other songs.
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To: DIRTYSECRET
They probably wrote pointless vanity threads too.
To: DIRTYSECRET
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posted on
05/12/2019 9:27:42 AM PDT
by
MrEdd
(Caveat Emptor)
To: DIRTYSECRET
Up against the wall redneck Mothers?
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posted on
05/12/2019 9:27:55 AM PDT
by
rktman
( #My2ndAmend! ----- Enlisted in the Navy in '67 to protect folks rights to strip my rights. WTH?)
To: DIRTYSECRET
Mister Bad Example by Warren Zevon
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posted on
05/12/2019 9:28:57 AM PDT
by
KarlInOhio
(Leave the job, leave the clearance. It should be the same rule for the Swamp as for everyone else.)
To: DIRTYSECRET
Big Rock Candy Mountain
One evening as the sun went down
And the jungle fire was burning
Down the track came a hobo hikin'
And he said, "Boys, I'm not turning
I'm headed for a land that's far away
Besides the crystal fountains
So come with me, we'll go and see
The Big Rock Candy Mountains."
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
There's a land that's fair and bright
Where the handouts grow on bushes
And you sleep out every night
Where the boxcars all are empty
And the sun shines everyday
All the birds and the bees
And the cigarette trees
The lemonade springs
Where the bluebird sings
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
All the cops have wooden legs
And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth
And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs
The farmers' trees are full of fruit
And the barns are full of hay
Oh, I'm bound to go
Where there ain't no snow
Where the rain don't fall
The wind don't blow
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
To: humblegunner
Yew fergot ta wish me a Happy Mammy Day, ya fink!
To: DIRTYSECRET
“why don’t we get drunk and screw?”
To: DIRTYSECRET
A Boy Named Sue probably qualifies. She married (or hooked up with) that loser who knew he would never be around to raise Johnny “Sue” Cash - then didn’t object or override his desire to name a boy “Sue” back in those pre-enlightened days. She probably was drunk to allow that to happen.
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posted on
05/12/2019 9:35:18 AM PDT
by
John Milner
(Marching for Peace is like breathing for food.)
To: miss marmelstein
I was a-gonna call but Bethany been on the phone with the im-pound yard all mornin’.
To: DIRTYSECRET
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posted on
05/12/2019 9:36:57 AM PDT
by
John Milner
(Marching for Peace is like breathing for food.)
To: DIRTYSECRET
Hallelujah! I'm A Bum
(Chorus)
Hallelujah! I'm a bum, Hallelujah bum again
Hallelujah! give us a handout and revive us again
I went to a house and I knocked on the door
A lady says, " Bum, bum, you been here before"
I went to a house, and I asked for some bread
A lady says, " Bum, bum, the baker is dead"
Oh why dont you work like other folk do
How the hell can I work when there's no work to do
Oh why don't you work like other folks do
How can I get a job when you're holding down two
Oh, I love my boss and my boss loves me
And that is the reason I'm so hungry
Oh why don't you save all the money you earn
Well if I didn't eat, I'd have money to burn
Oh, I like my boss, he's a good friend of mine
And that's why I'm starving out in the breadline
Whenever I get all the money I earn
The boss will be broke and to work he must turn
(Final chorus)
Hallelujah! I'm a bum, Hallelujah bum again
Hallelujah! give us sixpence for Christ's sake Amen
To: DIRTYSECRET
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posted on
05/12/2019 9:43:26 AM PDT
by
gundog
( Hail to the Chief, bitches!)
To: DIRTYSECRET
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun.
Its been the ruin of many a poor boy.
And God, I know Im one.
(I posted these words *before* I looked up the lyrics.)
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posted on
05/12/2019 9:45:47 AM PDT
by
exDemMom
(Current visual of the hole the US continues to dig itself into: http://www.usdebtclock.org/)
To: DIRTYSECRET
The original version of Rogers and Hart ‘The Lady is a Tramp’ is about tramp = hobo, not the more modern usage of ‘tramp’.
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posted on
05/12/2019 9:49:08 AM PDT
by
jjotto
(Next week, BOOM!, for sure!)
To: DIRTYSECRET
The Boxer - Simon and Garfunkle
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posted on
05/12/2019 9:50:57 AM PDT
by
dfwgator
(Endut! Hoch Hech!)
To: jjotto
Then there’s the slippery slope of encouraging laziness. Think John Lennon’s “Imagine”.
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posted on
05/12/2019 9:51:58 AM PDT
by
DIRTYSECRET
(urope. Why do they put up with this.)
To: DIRTYSECRET
How able the Christy Minstrils Green Green? Hey buddy can you spare me a dime? This land is your land. “As I was walking’ that ribbon of highway”. Highways are meant for drivers.
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posted on
05/12/2019 9:54:32 AM PDT
by
DIRTYSECRET
(urope. Why do they put up with this.)
To: DIRTYSECRET
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posted on
05/12/2019 9:56:01 AM PDT
by
djpg
To: humblegunner
Or had useless lives, whose only joy was to be the FR posting police-pointing out useless threads or blog pimps.
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posted on
05/12/2019 9:59:44 AM PDT
by
NELSON111
(Congress: The Ralph Wolf and Sam Sheepdog show. Theater for sheep. My politics determines my "hero")
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