Betty drove the semi she pulled up to the pump I thought I wanted a Coca-Cola and I started out on the jump She said hold it Dave come quick there's something
By: David Allan Coe and Larry Murray BETTY DROVE THE SEMI, SHE PULLED UP TO THE PUMP I THOUGHT I WANTED A COCA-COLA AND I STARTED OUT ON THE JUMP SHE
Well, today there's no salvation The band's packed up and gone And I'm left standing with my penny in my hand There's a big crowd at the station Where
by special delivery in a plain brown cardboard box Well she opened it and inspected it (Someone in the audience yell's a?? How long was ita??) (David
By Guy Clark AND I'D SING THE RED RIVER VALLEY AND HE'D SIT IN THE KITCHEN AND CRY RUN HIS FINGERS THROUGH SEVENTY YEARS OF LIVING' WONDERING, LORD,
I'd sing the Red River Valley And he'd sit in the kitchen and cry Run his fingers through seventy years of livin' Wonder Lord has every well I drilled
dear penis, i dont think i like you anymore, you used to watch me shave, now all ya do is stare at the floor, oh dear penis, i dont like you anymore.
If she knew that i was here with you There ain't no doubt about what she would do So let's get dressed and I'll be on my way You knew that I was passing
It was too cold to stay in the north and L.A. Seemed the most likely place I could be Those Malibu nights and those Hollywood lights Were blinding me
By David Allan Coe SPOKEN USED TO GO WITH MY GRANDPA UP TO THE TOWN SQUARE, SET HIM DOWN UP THERE ON A PICNIC BENCH AND HE USED TO PLAY CHECKERS WITH
Face to face, toe to toe Where we'll stop, heaven knows Arm in arm, cheek to cheek Whose to blame? Hand in hand, heart to heart We never should have
hurtin' in my pride Well, I've found a sure fire treatment That'll get me feelin' right When your memory starts flarin' up I just head for the neon lights How do you spell relief David
If I ever needed love, I need it now Honey, why can't you see me through me When I pretend that I'm to strong to bend? This heart can mend a lover or
On Sunday after church there'd always be a picnic There'd be kinfolks callin' until dawn Me I'd play the guitar and my Uncle Merle would sing And grandpa
Don't bite the dick that fucks you honey You gotta learn to suck it funny How those dicks taste all like rubber Covered with goo Some cums clear and
Child of God Your life laid down, crucified. Your arms stretched out and open wide. To rescue me so I can be a child of God. From nail pierced hands
By: David Allan Coe MAMA TAUGHT US HOW TO SING IN HARMONY GRANDMA USED TO STOMP HER FOOT AND SLAP HER KNEE I CAN STILL HEAR DADDY SING DOWN BY THE OLD
The last verse was the hardest the hardest to get through This verse for old lost lovers this song I wrote for you She's at the point of no return there