“Hell Yeah!”
Mrs Libertybel agrees. She’s from the back hollers of Virginia mountain country.
And yet, things to which we can say Heaven Yeah have that topped.
The devil can knock you on your can.
God can knock you on your can too, but God can do something else. He can pick you up and make you stronger!
This thread appears to be for the guys, but it’s a subject near and dear to my old heart. I was born a Redneck in the boonies of Tenn. I picked cotton before I was old enough to go to school. I know the South and I know her people. I know her men and her GRITS. I have lived in Tenn, Ala, GA, Miss, FL, and VA, and a few more further north. I know Bluegrass and Blues, and the old Gospel hymns. The South is the best part of America because the South has “heart”. We sing our love, our heartaches and our religion, and it keeps us connected to each other. “Sweet Home Alabama”!!! Thank you “Cowboy”. I love you (in a motherly way)