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Male Slang Footle Names - final part

Always on the Road

Trucker
Tucker

Feed that guy

Bony
Tony

A Boy Scout Always Prepared

Ready
Teddy

He’ll Put You Away

Jailer
Taylor

At the Valentine Date Auction

Gimme
Timmy

Stay at Home Dad

Mommy
Tommy

Our Loan Shark

We owe
Tio

Swear to Him

Promise
Thomas

They Sure Need Improvement

Tanner’s
Manners

Head in the Clouds

Spacey
Tracy

Fibber

Liar
Tyler

Will you . . .

Marry
Terry?

Where is He Anyway?

John Doe
Waldo

Hey, Anyone . . .

You know
Udo?

Bon Voyage

Sail on,
Waylon

Do You . . .

Fancy
Yancy?

The Weirdo

Wiggy
Ziggy

City Country

How about a movie?
But first let's go to brunch
One or two mimosas
We can skip the lunch

Midtown at The Regal
Showtime is at 3:00
I have two first row tickets
For "Breakfast at Tiffany's"

I know it's one of your favorites
That's why I want to go
A day that's really special
Made just for you, you know?

After, a stroll through Central Park?
Let's people watch 'til it gets dark
And I may ask you on a lark

If it's okay to hold your hand
A horsedrawn carriage, a hot dog stand
No, that's not our dinner, first a band

I know the club for you and me
The Waylon is the place to be
Smokin' hot and all country

And after, when we've had our fill 
Of Manhattan club scene meets Nashville 

We'll find some late night bar and grill
And finally eat, relax, and chill

To be with you would be a thrill
I'll plan these things for you, I will

Someday, one day...until, until

Buddies

Old Hank, The Possum,
Waylon, Willie and Johnny C
Would join me in the bar
And sit and sing to me
Always taking a break as
I replaced each finished drink
Then on with the music so
I’d no chance to think.

At times there were others
But always those five
They lived in my mind
And helped me survive.
So many years ago
From my hazy past
Sometime somehow  
One drink was the last.

There are some debts 
I know I’ll never repay
I remember with thanks
Every time I hear them play.
One thing never changed 
Andr they’re still with me
Old Hank, The Possum, 
Waylon, Willie and Johnny C.

Aint Nuthin To Do In Lubbock Texas

Ain’t Nuthin To Do in Lubbock
By David J Walker

The Killer came to town 
Jerry lee Lewis and his pal
Jim Ed Brown 
Playin at the municipal coliseum
To a sell out crowd 
Payin up to 5 bucks 
Just to see ‘em playin loud
But…	that Ain’t Nuthin
Cause Asleep At The Wheel an
Jerry Jeff Walker  an The Mains Brothers,
Waylon n Willie and a lot of others
Includin Alvin Crow were still knocking em dead at
Back to back weekend shows 
At the Cotton Club 
While all the musicians in town 
went to see Stevie Ray V 
wailing on his fender
At Stubbs where Lou kept the BBQ ribs
And the cold beer comin 
Joe Ely was there being cool
playin pool 
tradin licks Jesse guitar Taylor 
And Some fool still says….
Ain’t nuthin to do in Lubbock

In Collaboration With the Stars At the Claremont Resort, Health Spa, and Tennis Club

Bay area's crown jewel, The Claremont,
Where age 24 Steve Jobs and I talked,
Well, him--as to the future--I was shocked,
The guy aimed high, humble, who want for naught.

An unscheduled stop by a young Prince Charles,
That shook the hands of this Hawaiian kid.
Isabel Sanford's inebriated,
Big Head for A. M. Talk Show With The Stars.

The moment when Chris Kristofferson and,
Geraldo Rivera stuck in the lift,
Then there's Joan Baez mom, a bit of a rift,
Some more late check-in, Waylon Jennings band.

The resort, like San Francisco, midway,
Pearls in an oyster, San Francisco Bay.

***Same hotel where the late Ricky Nelson band stayed with wife Kristin who's actor Mark Harmon(--sister) from the show NCIS, who also visited there, whereto, I have already submitted a sonnet.



Date: 08/26/2019

Up To Their Name 2

(Part 2  of my poem "Up To Their Name")

Waylon cries much and with big tears
Angel has been gone now for years
Bill says that he wants you to pay
Flip will do somersaults all day
Barry doe's it with a spade
Lucky sure seems to have it made
Gene's thinking denim can't be wrong
Harmony likes to sing along
Bell is just a little dingy
Jack likes to play with his thingy
Mark will write on all he may see
Phil makes sure things are not empty
Ben Dover still has a bad back
Chuck threw everything in a sack
What is the same thing they all do?
They all live up to their names too!

No More Country Music

WAYLON, WILLIE, MINNIE, LORETTA, AND --KEITH RICHARDS???
     (AIN'T NO COUNTRY MUSIC ANYMORE)

There ain't no country music in this town.
Cain't go out drinkin whisky all night long.
can't find no decent juke box anywhere around.
There ain't no country music in this town.

I heard Keith Richards singing Willie's song.
That's why country's gone so goddam wrong.
I don't hear nobody wailin' anywhere in town.
There ain't no country music in this town.

       There ain't no country music I can sing.
       There ain't no country gitars like there been.
       It's more like country jammin slammin on the bar.
       There ain't no country music in this town.

There ain't no ladies left like Minnie Pearl
Theire aint much hope without 'em for this world
don't hear Loretta singing, anywhere around
Theire ain't no country music in this town.

There ain't no country music anymore.
I had enough of country rock and roll.
There ain't no fiddles playin down on Music Row.
There ain't no country music in this town.

© Vee Bdosa the doylestown poet
aka Ron Wilson

Country Isn'T Country Anymore

Country isn't country anymore
Every time I listen, I get a little sore
They forgot about the trains
Mama's eyes and summer rains
Daddy's hands and growing pains
Country isn't country anymore
Now they still wear hats and cowboy boots
But they are no longer holding to their roots
They are getting it all wrong
It's just not a country song
We all can't sing along
Country isn't country anymore.
Let me hear Hank sing Your Cheatin' Heart
Kris and Johnny can tear your soul apart
A sad song can make you cry
Drink all night and say goodbye
She's gone, I wonder why
Country isn't country anymore
Patsy, Merle and Waylon are all gone
There's not too many left to carry on
The sound of a steel guitar
Sawdust and a rowdy bar
Where an outlaw is a star
Country isn't country anymore

The Www Hotel

Ah hell, not again, not the 
WWW hotel
Asking, Where am I, what 
happened, who are you?
Hung over, confused, and 
feeling like hell
Cant find my top or one of my 
shoes

There's a bottle of Quervo 
upside down in the sink
Looks like we swallowed each 
drop
Lord I could sure use me a 
pick me up drink
Then maybe the spinning 
would stop. 

Last night was monday and 
that's just not right
In fact some folks would call it 
a shame
To be leg-less and sideways on 
amateur night
With no one but my own self 
to blame

I could blame it on Waylon and 
Willie
Singing songs about a good 
hearted woman
But the truth is I was just 
feeling silly
By proving I could still rope me 
a young one.  

But I figure I better get on 
outta here
Because I don't know that I 
can explain
How my top ended up on a 
fake chandelier 
Or that I'm not really sure of 
his name.

Inner-Ipod

Dion Warwick shook me awake this morning
unfairly accusing me of being a 'Heartbreaker'

Over coffee, Neil Diamond chimed in
with his girlfriend 'Sweet Caroline'

The Allman Brothers piled in my car
and did a punishing version of 'Whippin' Post'

J. S. Bach pranced with precision beside me at work
conducting 'Brandenburg Concertos'

Cocky ole Waylon Jennings relieved him after lunch
braggin' that he was a 'Honky-Tonk Hero'

Aretha Franklin nagged me all the way home
claiming I didn't show enough 'Respect'

Jimi Hendrix freaked me out in the shower
with a shocking dose of 'Purple Haze'

Had dinner at 'MacArthur's Park' with Donna Summer
(They served some rather soggy cake for dessert)

Then the whole gang treated me to an evening concert
by the Royal Scottish Bagpipes performing 'Amazing Grace'

Wiping my tears, I bid them God's speed and goodnight
Can't WAIT to see who's on tap for tomorrow...

Ole' Waylon

"I don't think Hank done it this way"
You snarled and growled your essay
Your show was a rebel's ballet
But you had that old devil to pay
Ole' Waylon was a true outlaw hero

Fed up with that same old tired scene
You raged at the Nashville regime
Oozing with marvelous gangrene
Howlin' "Lonesome, Ornery and Mean"
Ole' Waylon was a true outlaw hero

Sizzlin' like hot Texas chili
Singin' "Good Hearted Woman" with Willie
Gettin' high and acting plumb silly
Two crazy old Texas hillbillies
Ole' Waylon was a true outlaw hero

Saluting Bob Wills as the King
'Faded Love" those fiddles would sing
Don't worry about one dog-gone thing!
Sing it proud and let the bells ring!
Ole' Waylon was a true outlaw hero

For Michal J. Falatico's
What Songwriter or writers Inspire You? Contest
Songwriters Inspiration: Waylon Jennings

Folsom Prison Blues

Johnny Cash surely paid for his crime
Singing the blues while he served his time
  Sang his heart out in prison
  Till his spirits had risen
Joined the "Outlaw" singers in his prime


Written for the Behind Bars Blues contest

The "Outlaws" included Johnny Cash, Willie Nelson, Kris Kristopherson and Waylon 
Jennings.  They earned this title because the Grand Ole Opry refused to let them 
perform there.

Jennings

(Dedicated to Waylon Jennings who died February 13, 2002.)

You were the balladeer in the movie 'Moon runners' that was made in the 
seventies.
Several years later you became the balladeer in the Dukes of Hazzard on TV.
You guest starred in an episode of Married with children sometime in the 
nineties.
You were a fantastic singer and I'm sure that most everyone agrees.
When you died, the music industry suffered a great loss.
You would've died in 1959 if you had won that coin toss.
Ritchie Valens won and he died in that plane crash instead of you.
You cheated death in 1959 but you weren't so lucky in 2002.
People loved you and they knew that you were a credit to the human race.
You were famous for years and now you're in a better place.

Www.Lovedontcomeeasy.Com

This one goes out to any of you who find yourself 
feeling like me. 
Maybe ones who are looking for a special friend, 
or just someone to keep company.

If you’ve had the luck that I’ve had on those sites,
 just wanting to find someone to date.  
  You too want to quit, but each time you start to hit “delete”, who pops up, but your 
next “perfect mate”.

I’ve met Cary Grant, Hugh Grant, Superman and more.  
 I've met Elvis, and Waylon too.
But when it came right down to the truth, they were  really 
Popeye, Mr Magoo and Spongebob to name a few.

And then, you find one that you think is OK, so you start 
having a small conversation. 
Next thing you know he’s talking “love” and smut, and wanting you 
to go with him on vacation.

He’s wanting to know all that personal stuff, like, well
stuff you don’t want to talk about.
And when you tell him, “That’s just too personal”, he replies,
“Shouldn’t be, I thought you were an adult”

Well, that’s where most of those relationships end. I just 
don’t have patience for that.
So then I just go over to the couch and snuggle with the one that truly loves me.  
My one and only,...my cat.

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