Friday, December 15, 2006

Whineyville

I have been thinking about whining (or whingeing, as the Brits say) since I've been laid up with the flu, and I have put some of my thoughts to country western tunes because, let's face it, they are TOPS when it comes to down and out, and then I put together this list of true titles of genuine country western songs. I will only list 10 here, in the hopes that it will perhaps spur others to add as they see fit. I begin with my dad's favorite:
1. It's Awfully Hard to Be Humble When You're Perfect In Every Way
2. Come Out of the Wheatfield, Nellie, You're Going Against the Grain
3. How Can I Get Over You Till You Get Out from Under Him?
4. There Ain't Enough Room in My Fruit of the Looms to Hold All My Love For You
5. You Done Stomped On My Heart (and You Mashed That Sucker Flat)
6. Beauty Is Only Skin Deep, But Ugly Goes Clean to the Bone
7. Get Off the Stove, Grandma, You're Too Old to Ride the Range
8. I Went Out on a LImb and Fell Off the Family Tree
9. I Gave Her My Heart and a Diamond, And She Clubbed Me with a Spade
10. I'd Rather Pass A Kidney Stone than Another Night with You

7 Comments:

Blogger chuck said...

Well, there's always:
If I said you had a beautiful body
Would you hold it against me.

And then there's the chartbreaker I wrote during my Nashville stint:

She says she's a good girl, a virgin
She says it's her very first time
She says she is pure
And she wants to be sure
I guess the only bad bone in her body is mine.

Thanks, Tica, for the chance to share my highbrow literary talents.

December 15, 2006  
Blogger Mary O said...

Tica-
Did that sickly husband give you the flu? There must be a song title in that scenario. Hope you feel better before all the holiday parties. Are you going to Laura & Bill's?

December 15, 2006  
Blogger Huntie said...

All Hunties over 18 are sitting around the kitchen table roaring at your country ramblin'. Merry Christmas to all.

December 15, 2006  
Blogger Bill Simpson said...

a few of my favorites:

You Were Only a Splinter as I Slid Down the Banister of Life

Did I Shave my Legs for This?

If You Don't Leave Me, I'll Find Someone Who Will

How Can I Miss You if You Won't Go Away?

and my all-time country favorite:

We Used to Kiss on the Lips, But It's All Over Now

December 16, 2006  
Blogger Bill Simpson said...

tica, mary's comment reminds me you have not responded to party invite. hope you and the sickly one can make it.

try to let me know by monday forewhereas i need to order the chow.

huntie: it may be warmer here in joysey this holiday season than in sweet san diego. supposed to be 65 on monday.

al g. says it's the beginning of the end of the world. feels good to me.

December 16, 2006  
Blogger tica said...

Love 'em! I knew there'd be some good ones out there! And then there's "Ive got hair oil in my ears and my glasses slippin' down, but baby I can see through you." Or : My head hurts, my feet stink, and I don't love Jesus. Great to hear from everyone, and yes, Mary, Tad did share his illness, or maybe I got it from school, but now I am up again. I did make up some lyrics. I vaguely recall croaking out "the dog done slimed me in my Bed of Pain" and other forgettable ditties. And yes, yes, thank you for reminding me, Tad and I would love to come to the Laura/Bill/Elizabeth party and Nancy was wondering if this is for families because she is also thinking of coming- I just spoke with her. She's trying to arrange sports schedules, and I'll let her know to tell you soon. Sounds great!

December 16, 2006  
Blogger Bill Simpson said...

tica, glad to hear you're coming.

let me know about nancy. she's definitely welcome; just need to know how many. time is 4 to 7 on wed. the 27th

address: 53 Mendham Rd. Gladstone, NJ easy to find using mapquest or call me at 908-234-9383

December 16, 2006  

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