Jackson- Johnny Cash and June Carter Cash.
The wife and I both loved that song.
George Jones - He Stopped Loving Her Today
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ubKUP8c0FHE
The End of the World--Skeeter Davis (1962)
This was my John-Wayne-lookalike late father’s favorite song. He was from Tennessee. My mother, an Italian girl from New York City. They met in Central Park while he was on leave from the Navy.
Detroit City - Bobby Bare- (with lyrics)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3yKesnaFYUw
“Country Roads”
(Hi, Fatima!)
“Jackson” by Nancy and Lee.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WTsRdy3k_2s
King of the the Road, Roger Miller
Don Gibson...Sea of Heartbreak
It’s one of those songs you might not hear for 10-15 years....but as soon as you hear it...you start
to sing it like you wrote it....*smiles*
Thank you for this post. In the midst of difficult and trying times, just taking a break, thinking about something that puts a smile on your face, truly is a blessing. (((BIG HUG)))
The Long Black Vail - Lefty Frizell - 1959
Alan Jackson Remember When
My husband and I danced to it at our son’s wedding.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TTA2buWlNyM
"Amarillo By Morning" by George Strait (the greatest country song of all time)
"Fifty Years Ago" by Ian Tyson (the best country song by a Canadian artist)
"Eighteen Wheels And A Dozen Roses" (the best by a female artist)
Some folks are a pain in the neck
They say the whole world is a wreck
They squawk about this, they squawk about that,
Theyre either too lean or theyre getting too fat.
The weathers too cold or too hot.
Humanity is going to rot.
But listen to me, you ought to agree,
They ought to be stood up and shot.
Oh, what are you squawking about?
What are you squawking about?
You fellows who get a pain in your thumb
Then let out a howl like youre going to be hung,
The worlds got its troubles galore,
And we dont want to hear any more.
So some of you birds with a brain like a sieve,
You ought to be glad that were letting you live.
Go bump yourself off and well gladly forgive
And forget what youre squawking about, about,
What are you squawking about?
What are you squawking about?
What are you squawking about?
You squawk because your salary is small,
But think of the farmer who gets none at all.
He puts his last dime in the crop,
And in six months it dont rain a drop
Then winter comes on and the crops are all dead,
With cattle and horses and kids to be fed,
No hay in the barn and no coal in the shed,
So what are you squawking about, about,
What are you squawking about?
What are you squawking about?
What are you squawking about?
You women who fought to get equal rights
Then cut off your hair and stayed out at night,
Just go on and smoke all you please,
And drink till youre weak in the knees.
But if youre in a crowd and they tromp on your feet,
And no one gets up to give you a seat,
And they dont tip their hat when you walk down the street,
Well, What are you squawking about, about?
What are you squawking about?
What are you squawking about?
What are you squawking about?
You folks that said the world mustnt drink
Youve got Prohibition, so what do you think?
You say the whole country is dry,
And you cant get a drink if you try.
Oh, that may be so, but dont it seem queer
When good, honest people are hungry and bare,
And the bootlegger making a million a year,
Well, What are you squawking about, about?
What are you squawking about?
What are you squawking about?
What are you squawking about?
Some folks may say this song is rot
Well, maybe youre right, and maybe youre not.
Of course, you can think as you please,
And call me an old hunk of cheese
But after all is said and done,
Heres a saying that never was wrong:
If the shoe dont fit, then dont put it on,
So, What are you squawking about, about?
What are you squawking about?