New Country Thread. None of that cuntry pop shit....

[Origanalist]

Is Hank III "old country" now?

 

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[fedupinmo]

 

[ThePaleoLibertarian]

Chris Stapleton is a big star now, but his best work was with The Steeldrivers. Their self-titled first album is a modern classic.

 

[IBleedNavyAndOrange]

 

[NorthCarolinaLiberty]

Lyrics that are brilliant in their simplicity.


I met a girl
She made me smile, she made me wait
She crossed the street, she crossed my heart
She fixed her dress, she bit her lip, she let me up
I met a girl with crazy shoes and baby blues
The way she moves is changing my whole world
I met a girl

 

[NorthCarolinaLiberty]

Great storytelling and a video to match.

Ever want to write off your family? Or maybe you're the one who got spurned. LOL



Then one sunny day, I saw the old man's face
Front page obituary, he was a millionaire
He left his fortune to some guy he barely knew; his kids were mad as hell!

 

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Pancho Villa crossed the border in the year of ought sixteen
The people of Columbus still hear him riding through their dreams
He killed seventeen civilians you could hear the women scream
Blackjack Pershing on a dancing horse was waiting in the wings

Tonight we ride, tonight we ride
We'll skin ole Pancho Villa, make chaps out of his hide
Shoot his horse, Siete Leguas, and his twenty-seven bride
Tonight we ride, tonight we ride

We rode for three long years till Blackjack Pershing called it quits
When Jackie wasn't lookin' I stole his fine spade bit
It was tied upon his stallion, so I rode away on it
To the wild Chihuahuan desert, so dry you couldn't spit

Tonight we ride, you bastards dare
We'll kill the wild Apache for the bounty on his hair
Then we'll ride into Durango, climb up the whorehouse stairs
Tonight we ride, Tonight we ride

When I'm too damn old to sit a horse, I'll steal the warden's car
Break my ass out of this prison, leave my teeth there in a jar
You don't need no teeth for kissin' gals or smokin' cheap cigars
I'll sleep with one eye open, 'neath God's celestial stars

Tonight we rock, Tonight we roll
We'll rob the Juarez liquor store for the Reposado Gold
And if we drink ourselves to death, ain't that the cowboy way to go?

Tonight we ride, tonight we ride
Tonight we fly, we're headin' west
Toward the mountains and the ocean where the eagle makes his nest
If our bones bleach on the desert, we'll consider we are blessed
Tonight we ride, Tonight we ride

Tonight we ride, tonight we ride.

 

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Well I remember William
We weren't much more than kids
His family lived in a run down shack
Like the rest of the white trash did
Now me and ole William
We used to smoke out behind the barn
Til his daddy caught him stealing cigarettes
I still think he broke William's arm

When I was drinkin my first beer
Ole William was getting high
He got kicked out of school for fightin and drugs
And he stayed out late at night
He never said too much about home
Or the bruises on his back
I asked him about em one time
But he never answered back

Yeah William
You grew up hard and mean
You weren't the apple of your mama's eye
And your daddy was a burned out fiend
For what it's worth now William
I know you could've had a heart of gold
But I don't think you ever knew that you had one
I don't think you were ever told

He spent a year in reform school
Cause he broke in a hardware store
Now me and William lost track of each other
I never saw him much anymore
The last time I seen William
He was married and had two kids
He tried to raise em like he was supposed to
But sometimes he raised em like his daddy did

Yeah William
You grew up hard and mean
You weren't the apple of your mama's eye
And your daddy was a burned out fiend
For what it's worth now William
I know you could've had a heart of gold
But I don't think you ever knew that you had one
I don't think you were ever told

Well just last Sunday mornin
Momma called me on the phone
Said there's a story in the paper about William
She just thought I might like to know
He got shot by a city cop
While he was robbin a local drugstore
He was survived by two hungry kids, a wife
and a pool of blood on the floor

Yeah William
You grew up hard and mean
You weren't the apple of your mama's eye
And your daddy was a burned out fiend
For what it's worth now William
I know you could've had a heart of gold
But I don't think you ever knew that you had one
I don't think you were ever told

 

[fr33]

This a great live version of a great song featuring a mandolin that isn't on the album version. Chris Knight is the real deal when it comes to country-folk.

 

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A story about Sam Bass

 

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the truth comes out as the fire burns low
it comes to light as only embers glow
the whiskey talks, the west wind moans in the night

the deadfall's gathered and the branches are cut
kindling crackles and the smoke curls up
the small sticks catch then the bigger stuff will burn

chinook dies down as the dark descends
pine has burned, the ash has cleansed
the message smolders, is lost, but finally sent

connie says she's never seen the cougars so bold
they're comin in the yard and they're stealin young colts
they drag em in the brush with the claws sunk in their nose

the weather's been funny thirty years or so
the winters got warm, not as much snow
hear the big cats comin cuz there's nowhere left to go

you gotta look out for bear when youre fishing on lees creek
theyll come round the bend and theyll make your knees weak
theres grizzlies where there was no grizzly bears before

half heard voices from the ghosts, from the graves
the grandfathers tell us at the mouths of the caves
only old chiefs older than jesus can save us now, if we're lucky

white man light a big fire, stay cold
the red man's warmer, but the old man's old
the antelope seeks the buffalo in the night

the antelope mourns the buffalo in the night

look out for bear when youre fishing on lees creek
theyll come round the bend and theyll make your knees weak
theres grizzlies where there was no grizzly bears before

the truth comes out as the fire burns low
it comes to light as only embers glow

the antelope mourns the buffalo in the night

 

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