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Jun 30, 2014

Maddie and Tae - Girl in a Country Song (you must hear or read this!)

Maddie and Tae are a new act who are coming onto the scene with quite the announcement of their arrival. The following song (I transcribed the lyrics also) not only takes down bro-country's treatment of women, it also directly calls out some of the offenders - not by name but by catch phrases and hooks from their tunes. We can discuss (or Triggerman can - he's better at that stuff) the paradox/irony/ramifications of a song like this being released by one of Borchetta's labels later, but for now just enjoy. The link is a stream of a wma file (which won't work on a Mac unless you have a VLC Player or something similar). Sorry, that's all that's available at the moment.





Girl in a Country Song
(Written by Maddie (Marlow), Tae(lynn Elizabeth Dye), and Aaron Scherz; 
Performed by Maddie & Tae)

Well I wish I had some shoes on my two bare feet
And it's gettin' kinda cold in these painted-on cut-off jeans
I hate the way this bikini top chafes
Do I really have to wear it all day?
(Yeah baby)

I hear you over there on your tailgate whistlin'
Sayin' "Hey girl," but you know I ain't listenin'
Cause I got a name and to you it ain't
pretty little thing, honey or baby
It's driving me red red red red red red redneck crazy

Being the girl in a country song
How in the world did it go so wrong?
Like all we're good for is looking good for
you and your friends on the weekend, nothin' more
We used to get a little respect
Now we're lucky if we even get
To climb up in the truck, keep our mouth shut, ride along
And be the girl in a country song

Well, shakin' my moneymaker ain't ever made me a dime
And there ain't no sugar for you in this shaker of mine
Tell me one more time you gotta get you some of that
Sure I'll slide on over, but you're gonna get slapped
These days it ain't easy being that…

Girl in a country song
How in the world did it go so wrong?
Like all we're good for is looking good for
you and your friends on the weekend, nothin' more
We used to get a little respect
Now we're lucky if we even get
To climb up in the truck, keep our mouth shut, ride along
And be the girl in a country song

Yep, yep, yep

Aw naw,
Conway and George Strait
Never did it this way
Back in the old days
Aw naw,
We ain't a cliche
That ain't no way
To treat a lady

Like a girl in a country song
How in the world did it go so wrong?
Like all we're good for is looking good for
you and your friends on the weekend, nothin' more
We used to get a little respect
Now we're lucky if we even get
To climb up in the truck, keep our mouth shut, ride along
Down some dirt road we don't even wanna be on
And be the girl in a country song

(Spoken)
Yeah baby
I ain't your tan legged Juliet
Can I put on some real clothes now?

Aw naw

May 22, 2012

Hank Williams Jr. - Sonny Boy Can Bely

Hank likes drinking.
Hank Jr's drunken 1992 Kansas City concert is something of a legend, which I only heard about this past weekend. Recordings of it have made the rounds on the interwebs before. Anyway, Hank is blasted out of his mind and slurs, cusses, makes up words and cusses some more. It's a glorious trainwreck. For your listening pleasure, I've included a link to Bocephus' take on "A Country Boy Can Survive" (which, in parts, is sung "sonny boy can bely"). I've also made an attempt at transcribing what exactly came out of his mouth that night. Enjoy! (?)






Nov. 7, 2016 Update.... the link to the actual mp3 is long dead, but here's a YouTube of some of the songs, including the below transcribed gem.



Sonny Boy Can Bely

Mehp
Eyuh, this here's Derrick Thomas this here's Hank Williams Jr.
If you don't like me you can kiss my f*ckin' ass baby
w' stick it under your G.D. f*ckin' ass sweetheart

Preacher man says it's the leimb of time
se'ivverman says it's the wind of time
Idjis is up n the stock market's down
Ididitn no fidda when downtown
We're just hillbillies
Live out in the woods ya see
Long daddy grandaddy twenty see
Godda shotgun a rifle and a four wheel drive
I godda nice new jake waitrin' you can survive
country bawoy can survive

I can fly a field all day long
Catchowfit fru bustidawn
Make ar own whiskey an ar own swuk too
You ain makin wu doys caint do
Dikawoos sleepin' in the boys late night
Sleppin boy can bely
(?) boy can bely

Can't scrobbasout can makirun
would them ol boys wedoyin shogun
We said gress we said men 
You ain't into that who gives a big damn asshole?

South Alabama
South Alabam'
And ol' Montana who gives a shit who I am?
We can skin a bock n run trahline an a sonny boy can bely
Sonny boy can bely

Sackafin all nay long
Seven black fists from lust till dawn
Beg ar own dissy and all slake too
Loogidain too many w'boy hillbillies cain dewh
badybohs helenas wholesale lines
Counsy boy can survive
Country boy can survive

Can scrogiside cain maikurun
bweenh ol boy wedownda shodgun
say grace we say gyeh 
you aingdat who gives a big shit damn, hillbilly

weahh from north California, 
South Alabam'
John l well (John Elway) who gives a shit big dev'l man v'lam
n' we can skin a buck n' run a trot line
counsry boy can survie
counsry boy can suvie

Counsry folk can survie

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