I've been following this thread, and LMAO! This is the perfect way to top it off! I actually haven't heard this one in a while, but, just brilliant! Played this on my crappy laptop speakers, and I still got choked up. Somewhere there's a slew of peroxided young cuties aspiring to be the next Taylor. I'd like to sit 'em down, pin their eyes open (a la Clockwork Orange), make them watch this, and, afterwards, just scream, THIS IS HOW IT'S DONE, LADIES!!! God Bless Loretta Lynn!
More like, "This WAS country music!" For better or worse, country music is not Loretta Lynn, its Rascal Flatts and Brantley Gilbet. LOL! Lets face it, a recording of Brantley Gilbert farting probably has more relevance to the country charts today than a Loretta Lynn song. Not saying its good or bad, just that it is.
I've been following this thread, and LMAO! This is the perfect way to top it off! I actually haven't heard this one in a while, but, just brilliant! Played this on my crappy laptop speakers, and I still got choked up. Somewhere there's a slew of peroxided young cuties aspiring to be the next Taylor. I'd like to sit 'em down, pin their eyes open (a la Clockwork Orange), make them watch this, and, afterwards, just scream, THIS IS HOW IT'S DONE, LADIES!!! God Bless Loretta Lynn!
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