Friday, March 7, 2008

Tear in ma Beer

Seems I'm havin' myself a country-song type a day. Everthin's goin' wrong, even when it's goin' right. So get out yer hat, yer slide-guitar and yer kleenex, and sing along kiddies!


"Ma Life"
By Graybeard Davy

Ma boy woke me up this mornin'
About an hour before he sup-oohhhhh-stahh
I cut ma chin again shavin'
Now I'm bleadin' from here to Tuuullll-sa
Jumped in ma Jeep to drive away my paaaaiiinnn
But ma danged CD done gone and skipped aggaaaaiiinn

I recken this is ma liiiiiiiiiffffffeeee (ooooohhhhh)
Scoopin up dog chow and cookin' dinner for ma wiiiifff
Boy I guess I outta be glaaaad
Next to jury duty this might not be so baaaaad

Had a buddy call out a faaaa-verrr
Seems I promised some heavy laaaa-berrr
Now I'm spendin' ma weekend washin' dishes
Come back genie I need a few more wishes

I recken this is ma liiiiiiiiiffffffeeee (ooooohhhhh)
Scoopin up dog chow and cookin' dinner for ma wiiiifff
Boy I guess I outta be glaaaad
Next to jury duty this might not be so baaaaad

Ma boy's gotta 'nother tummy aaaakkkk
He's a-cryin' and carryin' on for goodness saaaakkk
Oh please God let that Mo-trin kick in
If he'd just stop cryin' I'll nee-ver sin again

I recken this is ma liiiiiiiiiffffffeeee (ooooohhhhh)
Scoopin up dog chow and cookin' dinner for ma wiiiifff
Boy I guess I outta be glaaaad
Next to jury duty this might not be so baaaaad

I'll end this little ditty with a joke I heard from ma pals Jay and Carol. Just what, do ya suppose, ya get when ya play a country song backwards? Well, ya get yer dog back, yer truck back, yer house back, yer wife back .....

Yeeeeha!

- Dave

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Now Sonny, don't be a cryin. Just pull yosef up by the bootstraps and keep on kickin'. Look out yonder and I just bet ya see that, well, doggoneit, life's pretty darn good!!

luv ya son,
yo momma