Posts Tagged ‘Country Music Lyrics’

Just Tell me that I’m Coming Home

December 27, 2009

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Just Tell me that I’m Coming Home

I just got my orders
To head overseas
Well, I will get right on it
At your service, KMD

Don’t tell me that I’m fighting
For peace and liberty
And the future of the Free World
It all depends on me
Don’t tell me Jesus loves me
For going over there
Just tell me that I’m coming home
That’s all I wanna’ hear

I signed up to guard my family
And watch them in their sleep
Politicians mocked my uniform
And sent me to Tikrit

Don’t tell me that I’m fighting
For peace and liberty
And the future of the Free World
It all depends on me
Don’t tell me Jesus loves me
For going over there
Just tell me that I’m coming home
That’s all I wanna’ hear

When I asked my sergeant,
“Can we go home some time?”
He just said, “Stay frosty
And toe the f—ing line!”

Don’t tell me that I’m fighting
For peace and liberty
And the future of the Free World
It all depends on me
Don’t tell me that Jesus me
For going over there
Just tell me that I’m coming home
That’s all I wanna’ hear

I’ll drink whiskey and dance a tango
When I get back to town
Don’t reckon that will happen
Before the leaves turn brown

Don’t tell me that I’m fighting
For peace and liberty
And the future of the Free World
It all depends on me
Don’t tell me that God loves me
For going over there
Just tell me that I’m coming home
That’s all I wanna’ hear

I could get my head blown off
Or come home with a stump
Or KBR could fry my balls
Next time I take a dump

Don’t tell me that I’m fighting
For peace and liberty
And the future of the Free World
It all depends on me
Don’t tell me that God loves me
For going over there
Just tell me that I’m coming home
That’s all I wanna’ hear

I’ve seen buddies blown to bits
I’ve heard children cry
For parents who ain’t coming back
But who can tell me why?

Don’t tell me that I’m fighting
For peace and liberty
And the future of the Free World
It all depends on me
Don’t tell me Jesus loves me
For going over there
Just tell me that I’m coming home
That’s all I wanna’ hear

by Richard W. Bray

An Excellent Place to Meet Losers

December 20, 2009

An Excellent Place to Meet Losers

Somehow the blue and the bluer
Straggled on in from the street
This place might not look like a sewer
But it reeks with the stench of defeat

Such an
Excellent place to meet losers
And guys who abandoned their wives
And staggering babbling bruisers
And people who screwed up their lives

There’s plenty of cursin’ and fussin’
But at least we all can agree
The most suitable barroom discussion:
The drunk who’s more worse off than me

Such an
Excellent place to meet losers
And guys who abandoned their wives
And staggering babbling bruisers
And people who screwed up their lives

Don’t ask me just how I got here
I don’t like to live in the past
I’m happy so long as I got beer
I’m certain this won’t be my last

Such an
Excellent place to meet losers
And guys who abandoned their wives
And staggering babbling bruisers
And people who screwed up their lives

So if you are looking for sinners
Grasping at bottles and straws
Or hopelessly gossiping grinners
And people who broke every law

Check out this
Excellent place to meet losers
And guys who abandoned their wives
And staggering babbling bruisers
And people who screwed up their lives

by Richard W. Bray

May God Bless America

October 13, 2009

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(When I was a kid, Red Skelton once told the audience at the end of his show that he got a lot of letters asking why he always ended his show by saying, “Goodnight and God Bless You.” Skelton said that this was incorrect because he would never presume to tell God what to do. What he actually said at the end of each broadcast was “Goodnight and may God bless.” )

May God Bless America

You know I love my country and I’m thankful ever’ day
That I was born right here in the good ole USA
This ain’t the kind of country where we bow to kings and queens
We appreciate the dignity of every human being
I say God bless America because it is my home
A paradise of riches where I am free to roam

May God bless America, the country of my birth
May God Bless America, and everyone on Earth
May God bless America, the mighty and the meek
And anyone who’s not afraid to turn the other cheek

I know that God is righteous, He is loving, and He’s wise
He knows when every sparrow falls, when every baby cries
Now God don’t pick no favorites, I’d never ask Him to
He loves a Hindu or a Muslim as much as me or you
God welcomes every creature. No one is born cursed
He blesses every speck of dust in the whole universe

May God bless America, the country of my birth
May God Bless America, and everyone on Earth
May God bless America, the mighty and the meek
And anyone who’s not afraid to turn the other cheek

by Richard W. Bray

I Liked You so much Better when You didn’t have a Clue

August 25, 2009

 

 

A friend is the old old tale of Narcissus
–W.H. Auden

I Liked You so much Better when You didn’t have a Clue

Seen ya’ ‘round town these days—I confess you’re looking good
You eat right and sleep at night like a feller should
Who’da ever guessed that such a loser could
Turn it all around—I recommend you knock on wood

I liked you so much better when you didn’t have a clue
Since you’ve pulled yourself together I don’t know what to do
It’s painful to consider but I must admit it’s true
It gave me so much comfort when I looked down on you

I heard that you quit drinkin’ and stayin’ out till dawn
I saw you Sunday morning mowin’ your own lawn
I seen you with a brunette and a redhead and a blonde
And every indication is you got it goin’ on

I liked you so much better when you didn’t have a clue
Since you’ve pulled yourself together I don’t know what to do
It’s painful to consider but I must admit it’s true
It gave me so much comfort when I looked down on you

Well I’ll go out tonight and probably drink until I puke
If I don’t get arrested I’ll endure severe rebuke
I never thought I’d say this, but why can’t I be you?
Whole world’s turnin’ upside down, what’s a guy t’do?

I liked you so much better when you didn’t have a clue
Since you’ve pulled yourself together I don’t know what to do
It’s painful to consider but I must admit it’s true
It gave me so much comfort when I looked down on you

by Richard W. Bray