Probably one of my favorite songs ever.





Hey, when Eric Clapton says you're a bad mother****er, you're probably a bad mother****er!

 

Long as I can see the light - ccr. God I love this song.

 

Talk about a love song, holy ****. So well written and arranged. The way that crescendo builds up to an amazing climax as the story is told, then suddenly crashes down to the basement into a nasty, gritty blues riff, sheet, it doesn't get much better than that. Who as an adult man can't relate to that? That is what music is supposed to be about, feelings. That is where real music comes from, straight from the pit of your stomach, from within, from real experiences.

Not to mention one of the best bass lines EVER!

 

Another great Georgia band. They wrote some fantastic songs.

 

its friggin bad when Justin Timberlake is more country than most of the artist at the CMA's. And Chris Stapleton needs to sit in with BBS or ZBB, he'd fit right in.

 

Here's the other one they did and its good too. Not sure but its one of Justin's songs I think?

 

I agree. I've heard some of his stuff and I think the same thing. I know you don't like what country music has turned into, I don't either. But I'll tell you, Little Big Town is a great band if you dig down into some of their stuff. The vocals are amazing. Some of the best harmonies in music today. I really like them, they are very versatile.

Off the cuff things like this...


Always loved this song, always loved the band Alabama, one of the first concerts I went to. These guys just kill this song. We always considered the band Alabama as home town guys because they were from just across the line in Ft.Payne and they sang about Lookout Mountain, they were neighbors as far as we were concerned back then. We could stand on my buddy's back porch drinking Crown and see Fort Payne form there.











Actually, I'd love to see them in concert.


Especially for songs like this at the Grand Ol' Opry....


That is some good ****, great song, great writing, great vocals.

 

You know you've got it when you can take a pop song and make it country.

 

If you want blood . . . . you got it!!!

 

I Go Back

Kenny Chesney

 

Bon!!!

 

Was I alone, or in a hunters dream . . . talkin bout Fred Bear!!

 

I got 9 lives, cats eyes . . .

 

Well, we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there
Every Playboy Bunny with her bleached blond hai

 

Any man who says it's Heaven and Hell
Prob'ly got somethin' useless to sell
You ask me if I'm saved, but what's it to ya?

 

Now we're talking!

 

I was just a normal guy
Life was just a nine to five
With bills and pressure
Piled up to the sky
She never asked
She knew I'd be
Hangin' with my wilder friends
Looking for some other way to fly

 

Well I sat down in the front seat and turned on the radio
And them sad old songs comin' out of them
Speakers was solid country gold
Then I noticed the stranger was
Ghost-white pale when he asked me for a light
And I knew there was something strange about this ride. . .

 

As I stepped out of that Cadillac I said, "Mr., many thanks"
He said, "You don't have to call me Mr., Mr.
The whole world called me Hank . . .

 

Because you can't starve us out
And you cant makes us run
Cuz we're them old boys raised on shotgun
And we say grace and we say Ma'am
And if you ain't into that we don't give a **** . . .