So when people ask me what country music could be without all the “TRUCK BEER AMERICA USA THE TROOPS” nonsense, I always tell them to listen to this here:
Which is a song about a family surviving poverty by selling moonshine and weed, and also about killing cops:
Now the revenue man wanted Grandaddy bad He headed up the holler with everything he had ‘Fore my time but I’ve been told He never come back from Copperhead Road
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And then the last verse is all like:
I volunteered for the Army on my birthday They draft the white trash first ‘round here anyway I done two tours of duty in Vietnam I came home with a brand new plan I take the seed from Columbia and Mexico I just plant it up the holler down Copperhead Road And now the D.E.A.’s got a chopper in the air I wake up screaming like I’m back over there I learned a thing or two from Charlie, don’tcha know You better stay away from Copperhead Road
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And I feel like this is something that Tumblr could get excited about.
uhhhhh steve earl is a literal socialist also
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The revolution starts now When you rise above your fear And tear the walls around you down The revolution starts here Where you work and where you play Where you lay your money down What you do and what you say The revolution starts now Yeah the revolution starts now Yeah the revolution starts now In your own backyard In your own hometown So what you doin’ standin’ around? Just follow your heart The revolution starts now
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Now that there’s what I call country music
John Prine has so many good songs, none of them fit the stereotype. Here’s the lyrics to Your Flag Decal Won’t Get You Into Heaven Anymore:
While digesting Reader’s Digest in the back of a dirty book store
A plastic flag, with gum on the back fell out on the floor
Well, I picked it up and I ran outside, slapped it on my window shield
And if I could see old Betsy Ross I’d tell her how good I feel
But your flag decal won’t get you into Heaven anymore
They’re already overcrowded from your dirty little war
Now Jesus don’t like killin’, no matter what the reason’s for
And your flag decal won’t get you into Heaven anymore
Well, I went to the bank this morning and the cashier he said to me
“If you join the Christmas club we’ll give you ten of them flags for free”
Well, I didn’t mess around a bit, I took him up on what he said
And I stuck them stickers all over my car and one on my wife’s forehead
But your flag decal won’t get you into Heaven anymore
They’re already overcrowded from your dirty little war
Now Jesus don’t like killin’, no matter what the reason’s for
And your flag decal won’t get you into Heaven anymore
Well, I got my window shield so filled with flags I couldn’t see
So, I ran the car upside a curb and right into a tree
By the time they got a doctor down I was already dead
And I’ll never understand why the man standing in the pearly gates said
“But your flag decal won’t get you into Heaven anymore
We’re already overcrowded from your dirty little war”
“Now Jesus don’t like killin’, no matter what the reason’s for
And your flag decal won’t get you into Heaven anymore”
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