Sunday, October 12, 2008

The Boot: Country's Countriest Lyrics

Brian Mansfield's picks:

#1: "In the summer time, we didn't have shoes to wear, but in the winter time, we'd all get a brand new pair/From a mail-order catalog, money made from selling a hog/Daddy always managed to get the money from somewhere" --'Coal Miner's Daughter,' Loretta Lynn (1970)

#2: "You can't starve us out and you can't make us run/'Cause one of them old boys raise old shotgun/And we say grace, and we say, 'Ma'am,' and if you ain't into that, we don't give a damn" --'A Country Boy Can Survive,' Hank Williams Jr. (1982)

#3: "Some people look down on me, but I don't give a rip/I'll stand barefooted in my own front yard with a baby on my hip" --'Redneck Woman,' Gretchen Wilson (2004)

#4: "Well, you can see the neighbor's butt crack nailing on his shingles/And his woman's smokin' Pall Malls watching Laura Ingalls" --'Hicktown,' Jason Aldean (2005)

#5: "Down by the river on a Friday night/A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight/Talking 'bout cars and dreaming 'bout women/Never had a plan, just a-livin' for the minute" --'Chattahoochee,' Alan Jackson (1993)

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