Country music – it ain’t so bad

About a week ago there was a storm and for a day I couldn’t pick up my usual stations on the radio. No NPR, no Movin’ 97.5 (current pop, pop & hip-hop from the ’90s and some ’80s), not even KISS FM that features 75% advertisement and is a last resort. The only station that came in was the country music station. Turns out I enjoy it!

There are a few new songs that are hard to relate to, with their red state Glory-America-and-God lyrics**, and yet others are fresh and enjoyable. Plus there are songs that I know from 10+ years ago. For example, during a recent game of Taboo I needed my teammates to say thunder without saying any of the taboo words. So I sang to them, “A Garth Brooks song goes: And the _______ rolls, and the ___________ strikes…” ZoeJane got it right away and it was a cool. Tonight they played the song on the radio!
**Darryl Worley, “Have You All Forgotten?”

I hear people saying we don’t need this war
But, I say there’s some things worth fighting for
What about our freedom and this piece of ground
We didn’t get to keep ’em by backing down
They say we don’t realize the mess we’re getting in
Before you start your preaching let me ask you this my friend

Have you forgotten how it felt that day?
To see your homeland under fire
And her people blown away

Tim McGraw, “Lay me Down”

If you’re reading this
Half way around the world
I won’t be there to see the birth of our little girl
I hope she looks like you
I hope she fights like me
Stand up for the innocent and the weak
I’m laying down my gun
Hanging up my boots
Tell dad I don’t regret that I’d follow in his shoes

So lay me down
In that open field out on the edge of town
And know my soul is where my momma always prayed where it would go
If you’re reading this, I’m already home

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October 11, 2007. Words.

2 Comments

  1. ZoeJane replied:

    Country? oh my oh my.

  2. Michael Terry replied:

    After I graduated from high school, I moved from California to Washington. Somehow or another, I got the phone number of this girl, Iris, whom I’d always had a crush on. She was pretty, Jewish, and had long, flaming red hair. She used to be bused up from the middle school, which included 9th graders, so she could take last period calculus. Being a junior, I thought she was too young for me at the time, but now I realize that was stupid.

    So, like I said, I got her number. I started calling her from two states away. It was fun because I thought she was smarter than me. She got first place in the state science fair and etc. She wanted to be a pediatrician. Talking to her was a game to see who was more clever.

    Anyway, when the conversation turned to what music we liked, she said she hated country. I was thrilled. “Neither do I!” I exclaimed. Now we were getting somewhere. We had common interests.

    “So?” she said. “Nobody likes country.”

    😦

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