“You Never Even Called Me by My Name.”....................
He once played at a honky-tonk near my parents home in North Florida near the Georgia line..............
That's a new turn of a phrase to me. "What did he die of?" "He died of acute mortality."
As former Clinton Surgeon General Joycelyn Elder once said, "We all die of sumpin'.
Bummer. David Allan Coe was excellent, and unique.
Lots of questionable biography
Was he really an unaliver?
Was he truly patch carrying Outlaws MC?
Was in sane room with him in Waylon’s front office in 96
He was picking up $$$
Waylon freely helped folks
He didn’t crow about but remembered being broke in Lubbock and Arizona early on
A good man leaned common sense right
Didn’t meet Coe but he was imposing no question and he already mid 50s them
My girlfriend who gave him the cash after looked at me and said “well finally someone charlie maybe feared in sane room”
Her and her receptionist both cackled and got lots of mileage
The old man was covered with tattoos and scars
He got some in prison and others in bars
The rest he got workin’ on old junk cars
In the daytime
They looked like tombstones in our yard
And I never seen him when he wasn’t tired and mean
He sold used parts to make ends meet
Covered with grease from his head to his feet
Cussing the sweat and the Texas heat
And the skeeters
And the neighbors said we lived like hicks
But they brung their cars for paw to fix anyhow
He was veteran-proud, tried and true
He’d fought ‘til his heart was black and blue
Didn’t know how he’d made it through the hard times
He bought our house on the G.I. bill
But it wasn’t worth all he had to kill to get it
He drank Pearl in a can and Jack Daniels black
Chewed tobacco from a mail pouch sack
Had an old dog that was trained to attack
Sometimes
He’d get drunk and mean as a rattlesnake
And there wasn’t too much
That he would take from a stranger
There were thirteen kids and a bunch of dogs
A house full of chickens and a yard full of hogs
I spent the summertime cuttin’ up logs for the winter
Tryin’ like the devil to find the Lord
Workin’ like a nigg*r for my room and board
Coal-burnin’ stove, no natural gas
If that ain’t country, I’ll kiss your ass
If that ain’t country
It’ll harelip the pope
If that ain’t country, it’s a damn good joke
I’ve seen the Grand Ole Opry
And I’ve met Johnny Cash
If that ain’t country, I’ll kiss your ass
Mama sells eggs at a grocery store
My oldest sister is a first-rate whore
Dad says she can’t come home anymore
And he means it
Ma just sits and keeps her silence
Sister, she left ‘cause dad got violent
And he knows it
Mama she’s old far beyond her time
From choppin’ tobacco and I’ve seen her cryin’
When blood started flowin’ from her calloused hand and it hurt me
She’d just keep workin’ tryin’ to help the old man
To the end of one row and back again like always
She’s been through hell since junior went to jail
When the lights go out she ain’t never failed
To get down on her knees and pray because she loves him
Told all the neighbors he was off in the war
fighting for freedom He’s good to the core and she’s proud
Now our place was a graveyard for automobiles
At the end of the porch there was four stacks of wheels
And tires for sale for a dollar or two
Cash
There was fifty holes in an old tin roof
Me and my family we was livin’ proof
The people who forgot about poor white trash
And if that ain’t country, I’ll kiss your ass
If that ain’t country
It’ll harelip the pope
If that ain’t country, it’s a damn good joke
I’ve seen the Grand Ole Opry
And I’ve met Johnny Cash
If that ain’t country, I’ll kiss your ass
[Outro]
I’m thinking tonight of my blue eyes
Concerning the great speckled bird
I didn’t know God made honky-tonk angels
And went back to the wild side of life
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RIP David Allan Coe
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You mentioned him on a thread today.
My condolences for you as his fan. I don’t know who he is.
Here at Jurassic Park You never say my name joined Friends in low places and Sweet Caroline as favorite sing alongs. That’s something.
He was before country music got pussified and autotumed. He wasn’t a sell out… there will never be another one like him
Rest in Peace.
David Allen Cole is one of the few I went to see in concert.
Always was a big fan of his music since little.
I haven’t heard his name mentioned by others in ages. Prayers he found Jesus 🙏.
Rest in Peace.
David Allen Coe is one of the few I went to see in concert.
Always was a big fan of his music since little.
I haven’t heard his name mentioned by others in ages. Prayers he found Jesus 🙏.
Take this job and shove it…
That’s sad news. Great voice, lots of range. I had a couple of his albums in the 1970s.
Everyone loves Country-Western music outlaws. If I was in prison, I wouldn’t be an aspiring rapper or hip-hop artist. I’d want to be more like Merle Haggard or Willie Nelson...because I’m a racist! /s
Man, what a lost. Not sure many realize what a talent (and genius) he was.
RIP.....
I only knew about him because of an obscene song about stains on a pillow.