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[cabbitzilla]

[Tammy Wynette]
In a pawn shop in Chicago
On a sunny summer day
A couple gazes at the wedding rings
There on display

[George Jones]
She smiles and nods her head
As he says, "Honey that's for you.
It's not much, but it's the best
That I can do."

Chorus [Both]
Golden rings (golden ring) with one tiny little stone
Waiting there (waiting there) for someone to take you home
By itself (by itself) it's just a cold metallic thing
Only love can make a golden wedding ring

[Tammy Wynette]
In a little wedding chapel later on that afternoon
An old upright piano plays that old familiar tune
[George Jones]
Tears roll down her cheeks
And happy thoughts run through her head
As he whispers low, "With this ring, I thee wed."

Chorus [Both]
Golden ring (golden ring) with one tiny little stone
Shining ring (shining ring) now at last it's found a home
By itself (by itself) it's just a cold metallic thing
Only love can make a golden wedding ring

Ooo-ooo

[Tammy Wynette]
In a small two room apartment
As they fought their final round
He says, "You won't admit it,
But I know you're leavin' town."

[George Jones]
She says, "One thing's for certain,
I don't love you any more."
And throws down the ring
As she walks out the door

Chorus [Both]
Golden ring (golden ring) with one tiny little stone
Cast aside (cast aside) like the love that’s dead and gone
By itself (by itself) it's just a cold metallic thing
Only love can make a golden wedding ring

[Both]
In a pawn shop in Chicago
On a sunny summer day
A couple gazes at the wedding rings
There on display,
Golden ring.

For those unaware of it, this particular heavy metal/trance cabbit was raised on the old standards of country music. Merle Haggard, Waylon Jennings, Porter Wagner, Loretta Lynn, Johnny Cash, June Carter Cash, Hank Snow, and dozens of others. Some songs stood out more than others, and more than a few of them (Hank Snow's 90 Miles An Hour (Down a Dead End Street), and the duet posted above) still fire up in my head and drag me back to where I started. I get teased by some for keeping some of the old bluegrass artists in my music library; they keep company with the Glen Miller era big bands and the early 70's funk. While I have favorite genre's, I simply love music too much to pass entire chunks by. The track above quite literally drove me bonkers for four days straight, until I finally broke down and shelled out the $0.99 to iTunes to download the silly thing; lemming that I am, I'm now checking to see if they've got any Hank Snow or Bobby Bare material available.

... holy ancient music, batman. They have some of Snow's material. o.o *grabs the mentioned track and giggles maniacally*
What? Why are you looking at me like that? *snort* You ever decide you want to know what it feels like to be the BattleCabbit, go find a copy of the Bobby Bare track 'The Winner'. That about sums it up. And dear sweet Jeebus, iTunes has THAT track available too. Anyway, where the heck was I. Oh, yes.

I got into a lengthy discussion Saturday with an old friend. What started as a friendly chatter about music turned into a venomous argument when he began insisting that country 'wasn't real music'. 'm sorry, but just because you don't LIKE a type of music doesn't give you or anyone the right to toss the entire genre on the slag heap. I got defensive, he got seriously abrasive, and then I proceeded to rip him a new arse... after he made an offhand comment: "Country 'music' isn't music. Now gospel, that's music, like the Statler Brothers and Ernest Tubb and June Carter Cash..."

Yeah. All three are considered 'country' artists. He took umbrage with my rather vicious response and hung up on me. I steamed for a bit about it, and then just pushed it aside. I can't 'fix' everyone, even if I'm quite certain that they're wrong. *wry smile* I've been dead wrong about my 'quite certain's before, and it wasn't pretty. I just filed it under 'topics not to discus with [x]' and figured he'd cool off. Just after I crawled into bed tonight, my phone rang... and it was him. Apparently he'd promptly gotten into the -same- argument with his wife AND his mother, and had the point rammed down his throat live and in person. He called to apologize, which is a first for him (at least to me). Once I woke up enough to know who the heck he was and what he was going on about, I started to giggle. He asked me why, and I told him that I was so used to him being a swaggering, tin-plated tyrant that my brain was breaking trying to imagine him with a sheepish expression on his face... the visual had him rolling with laughter, and all is right in the world. Or something.

Anywho, ... I've no idea any more what I was wanting to accomplish with this post. o.o Err... right. I'm gonna go back to bed now. Maybe tomorrow I'll remember what I was going for here. In the meantime, go listen to some music and think of sleeping cabbits.

Or something.

Comments

[freakishspleen.livejournal.com]

My grandma dated Hank Snow. That doesn't have much to do with anything. Sorry heh.

[ginkage.livejournal.com]

Country music IS music!!!

Just trace it back to its roots and you'll at least find some good Irish folk in there, among quite a few others.

Bah.

[m-masque.livejournal.com]

I've had people ask me what my tastes in music were and I've told them my tastes run through about nine centuries' worth of musical styles.

At work, the radios of a couple of the techs across the building from me are constantly on a local country station while a couple others rotate through an 'oldies' station (which is getting a lot of late 70's/early 80's music into its mix now), a classic/album-oriented rock station, a 'new rock' station and, on rare occassions, the same country station as the others

[m-masque.livejournal.com]

(edited to add since I hit the wrong button a bit ago)

The radio in my car has been set on the local NPR station for the last year; news and classical music. But I'll also play my mp3 player through the cassette deck or play a hand-held XM radio through the same; and that latter has been on classical, classic rock, current pop from around the world, radio dramas and what-have-you. The mp3's?

All over the frickin' board!

Beethoven followed by Yuki Kajiura followed by Prince followed by Loreenna McKennitt followed by Iced Earth followed by...