February 15, 2013
Dang me!
So Brian Beatty (y’all know Brian Beatty), he posts on Facebook
Sitting here high, just getting ideas
You’d have to be a big fool to live like I do
(quoting, more or less, Roger Miller)
which he (Brian) says “may be the best country lyrics ever”
so I post a link to a clip of Miller singing a snippet from “Chug-a-Lug”
and my friend Lou, she pipes up and tells how
I was on a plane with him once flying from LAX to Albuquerque. The luggage thingy was chewing up our luggage and he picked up his mangled garment bag and said “Dang.” True story.
and I’m thinking, Dang me, that’s good.
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Okay, “England Swings” was a regrettable lapse, but “Chug-a-Lug” is brilliant. Especially some of the line breaks.
Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug
Make you wanna holler hi-de-ho
Burns your tummy don’t you know
Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug
Grape wine in a Mason jar
Homemade and brought to school
By a friend of mine after class
Me and him and this other fool
Decided that we’d drink up what’s left
Chug-a-lug so we helped ourselves
First time for everything mmmmm my ears still ring
Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug . . .
Four-H and FFA
On a field trip to the farm
Me and a friend sneak off behind
This big ol’ barn where we uncovered
A covered-up moonshine still
And we thought we’d drink our fill
And I swallered it with a smile brrrrr I run ten miles
Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug . . .
Jukebox and sawdust floor
Something like I ain’t never seen
And I’m just going on fifteen
But with the help of my finagling uncle
I get snuck in for my first taste of sin
I said lemme have a big old sip brrrrr I done a double back flip
Chug-a-lug chug-a-lug . . .
Dang us, one and all.
Gosh dang us.
Dang not, lest ye be danged.
Out, danged spot! Out, I say!
Village of the Danged
Toby Dangit, or Never Bet the Devil Your Head
Hoover Dang.
Ricky Cameron, I’m busting a gut.