dixie ipsum – can we get y’all some filler text?

I want it so bad I can taste it stop and think it over try and put yourself in my unique position if I get stoned and sing all night long it’s a family tradition. It’s in the middle of nowhere only one way to get there you got to get a little mud on the tires? Barking up the wrong tree I want it so bad I can taste it. Sorry to hear you’ve been ailing Maybe that’s just your way of dealing with the pain forgetting everything between our rise and fall like we never loved at all. He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger. Hey white liar the truth comes out a little at a time and it spreads just like a fire slips off of your tongue like turpentine. Rollin’ down a backwoods Tennessee byway one arm on the wheel holding’ my lover with the other a sweet soft southern thrill. Set that boy straight country roads take me home to the place I belong West Virginia mountain momma take me home down country roads. Fit to be tied, porch light’s on but no one’s home: used’ta could what’s got your fur backwards? Right quick shut your trap. Since you was up running around like a chicken with its head cut off I had a barbecue stain on my white teeshirt. Lordy I have loved some ladies and I have loved Jim Beam and they both tried to kill me in 1973. Jerk a knot in your tail I miss your biscuits and your gravy fireflies dancing in the night you have fed me and saved me Billy Graham and Martha White.

Happy as a pig in warm mud.

Spent forty-eight dollars last night at the county fair I throwed out my shoulder but I won her that teddy bear. Used’ta could, long as you show up. I gave it everything I had and everything I got was bad life ain’t hard but it’s too long to live it like some country song. So if the ties that bind ever do come loose tie ’em in a knot like a hangman’s noose. Sweet home alabama rollin’ down a backwoods Tennessee byway one arm on the wheel holding’ my lover with the other a sweet soft southern thrill. Rollin’ down a backwoods Tennessee byway one arm on the wheel holding’ my lover with the other a sweet soft southern thrill. Y’all come back now y’hear? can’t swing a cat in here without hitting something. Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land I miss your biscuits and your gravy fireflies dancing in the night you have fed me and saved me Billy Graham and Martha White. Hey baby let’s go to Vegas kiss the single life good-bye hey baby let’s go to Vegas bet on love and let it ride.

Tennessee River life is not tried it is merely survived if you’re standing outside the fire I’ve got friends in low places where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases my blues away and I’ll be okay. Country roads take me home to the place I belong West Virginia mountain momma take me home down country roads. Might could shut your fool mouth. Shut your trap Maybe that’s just your way of dealing with the pain forgetting everything between our rise and fall like we never loved at all!

Say hi to mom’n’em he said

• I’ll love you ’til I die she told him you’ll forget in time as the years went slowly by she still preyed upon his mind.
• God don’t care which church you go nervous as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs.
• Can’t afford to pay attention spent forty-eight dollars last night at the county fair I throwed out my shoulder but I won her that teddy bear.
• If I had my druthers I don’t cotton to that the devil is beating his wife?

Keep on the sunny side always on the sunny side

1. keep on the sunny side of life it will help us ev’ry day it will brighten all the way if we’ll keep on the sunny side of life.
2. Jerk a knot in your tail yeah she’ll take her time but I don’t mind waiting’ on a woman.
3. Colder than a witch’s tit in a brass bra we’re in high cotton life is not tried it is merely survived if you’re standing outside the fire.
4. I need a cup of coffee and a couple dollars change madder than a wet hen. Lord willin’ and the creek don’t rise madder than a wet hen if a frog had wings he wouldn’t bump his ass.

Well I’ll be if my heart had wings I would fly to you and lie beside you as you dream if my heart had wings. Hey words gonna get around everybody dies famous in a small town dumb as a box of rocks! The devil is beating his wife I’ll be a suck egg mule am just sayin’ don’t count your chickens before they hatch. Did you hear that lonesome whippoorwill he sounds too blue to fly the midnight train is whining low I’m so lonesome I could cry. I’m fixin’ to one fry short of a Happy Meal?