Another long, meandering list

I like music. I always have. I am more concerned with the song than the tune, though foot stompin' boogie beats are a plus. If asked to pick my favorite genre it would be tough. Extremely tough. I love the blues. I love country. I love soul. I just love good songs. I do think, however, that if cornered in a dark back alley, facing down the business end of a broke off Pabst Blue Ribbon* bottle, and told to pick one and ONLY one genre, I would reply "Singer/Songwriters." I mean, who wants to be cut with a broken bottle?


Songs that get me going, aka, stop what you're doing and stomp your feet and flail your head in time songs:

Black Rose - Billy Joe Shaver
The Ride - David Allan Coe

Welcome to the Machine - Pink Floyd
Walk Softly - Kentucky Headhunters
Birmingham - Drive By Truckers
Ronnie & Neil - Drive By Truckers
Powderfinger - Neil Young
Poison Whiskey - Lynyrd Skynyrd
He Stopped Loving Her Today - George Jones **
Born to be Wild - Steppenwolf
Sugar, Sugar - Archies
And She Was - Talking Heads

Psycho Killer - Talking Heads
Down By The River - Neil Young
I Think I Love You - Partridge Family
Hotel California -Eagles
Me and You and a Dog Named Boo - Lobo
Proud Mary - Ike and Tina Turner

Papa Was a Rolling Stone - Temptations
Chatahootchie - Allan Jackson
Crescent City - Lucinda Williams
New York, New York - Ryan Adams

American Band - Grand Funk Railroad
Strutter - Kiss
Take Me to the Pilot - Elton John
Smooth - Santana & Rob Turner
Patches - Clarence Carter
Fight the Power (Pt. 1) - Isley Bros.
Praise You - Fatboy Slim
Brickhouse - Commodores
Me & Mrs. Jones - Billy Paul
Jambalaya - Hank Williams or Doug Kershaw or Gatemouth Brown
Amy - Pure Prarie League
Kiss and Say Goodbye - Manhattans

If You Don't Know Me By Now - Harold Melvin & Blue Notes
Gimme 3 Steps - Lynyrd Skynyrd
Guitar Town - Steve Earle
Saturday Night's All Right For Fighting - Elton John
Love Lies Bleeding - Elton John
Rebel, Rebel - David Bowie
Whiskey River - Willie Nelson
Who's Your Daddy - Toby Keith
Picture - Kid Rock & Sheryl Crow
Chuck E's in Love - Rickie Lee Jones
Lido Shuffle - Boz Scaggs
Mary - Hal Ketchum

Aqualung - Jethro Tull
We Are Devo - Devo
LA Freeway - Jerry Jeff Walker
Amarillo Highway - Robert Earl Keen
Black Betty - Ram Jam
Rock the Casbah - Clash
Mississippi Queen - Mountian
Mexican Blackbird - ZZ Top
Rainy Night in Georgia - Tony Joe White
Flirtin' With Disaster - Molly Hatchett
For Those About to Rock - AC/DC
Ricky Don't Lose That Number - Steely Dan
Brown Sugar - Rolling Stones
Running on Empty - Jackson Browne
Soul City - Southern Culture on the Skids

Steve McQueen - Sheryl Crow
Dixie - Black Oak Arkansas
We Gotta Get Out of This Place - Blue Oyster Cult
Hold Your Head Up - Argent
I'm Not in Love - 10cc
Ode to Billy Joe - Bobby Gentry

There are so-o-o many more. These were "top of the head" entries. Each song made me think of four others. Since I had to stop at some point, I just stopped. I could probably keep going all morning.


* First time I typed this my finger slipped and I typed "Pabst Blur Ribbon", which, when you think about it, kinda works, too.
** This may be my all time favorite song. I had them play it at my first wedding. Possum sounds so forlorn, and the story is classic.

It was the third of September.
That day I'll always remember, yes I will.
'Cause that was the day that my daddy died.
I never got a chance to see him.
Never heard nothing but bad things about him.
Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth.

And Mama just hung her head and said,
"Son, Papa was a rolling stone.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was alone."

"Papa was a rolling stone, my son.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was alone."

Well, well.
Hey Mama,
is it true what they say,that Papa never worked a day in his life?
And Mama, some bad talk going around town
saying that Papa had three outside children and another wife.
And that ain't right.

Hey, talk about Papa doing some store front preaching.
Talked about saving souls and all the time leeching.
Dealing in debt and stealing in the name of the Lord.

Mama just hung her head and said,
"Papa was a rolling stone, my son.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was alone."

"Hey, Papa was a rolling stone.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was a loan."

Uh.
Hey Mama, I heard Papa called himself a jack of all trades.
Tell me is that what sent Papa to an early grave?
Folks say Papa would beg, borrow, steal to pay his bills.
Hey Mama, folks say that Papa was never much on thinking.
Spent most of his time chasing women and drinking.
Mama, I'm depending on you to tell me the truth.

And Mama looked up with a tear in her eye and said,
"Son, Papa was a rolling stone.
(Well, well, well, well)
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was alone."

"Papa was a rolling stone.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was alone."
"I said, Papa was a rolling stone.
Wherever he laid his hat was his home.
(And when he died) All he left us was alone."

Why am I constantly mistaken for Bill Murray?, out
Ramblin' Ed