Mr. Bitchford and I were sitting here chatting about old songs we remembered. I started talking about how my parents used to make my sister and I take drives in the country with them. I would always whine, but then it would end up being lots of fun. My parents were Oak Ridge Boys' fans, so we always had some happening cassettes in the car. I started to sing some of the songs to Mr. Bitchford, and he started laughing at the lyrics. At the time, I didn't know what I was singing. I was just a kid, and I thought it was fun to belt out the lyrics. I'll share a few with you.
Easy by The Oak Ridge Boys
All the boys called her easy
Took her to drive-in movies
And bragged about the good times they had
The girls talked about her
And had parties without her
And wondered why a girl would let herself go so bad
They called her easy, easy
And laughed about how easy she was
They called her easy, easy
They said she was easy to love
They didn't care if she was lonely
They didn't care if she was only reachin' out
The only way she could
They didn't try to understand her
And this smalltown talk branded her
With names that said she wasn't any good
They called her easy, easy
And laughed about how easy she was
They called her easy, easy
They said she was easy to love
Easy's child came early
It seemed in such a hurry
For one who'd go through life without a name
Easy's eyes were brighter
Than the moonlight on the water
When they handed her the child no one would claim
My friends thought I was crazy
To love Easy and her baby
They said I was a fool, but I just smiled
'Cause love is what you make it
Any way you finally take it
It's the only thing that makes life worthwhile
Now she's easy, easy
And life is not as lonely as it was
Because she's easy, she's easy
She's so easy to love
Now she's easy, easy
And life is not as lonely .......
Yes, this song is about a young girl that had sex with all of the boys. She became pregnant, and some fool claimed her baby, but it wasn't really his. Oh, how I loved singing this song. Mrs. Flax and I will sometimes get this cranked up real loud in the car and belt it out to this day.
Here's another one.
Trying to Love Two Women by The Oak Ridge Boys
Trying to love two women is like a ball and chain.
Trying to love two women is like a ball and chain.
Sometimes the pleasure ain't worth the strain.
It's a long old grind, and it tires your mind.
Trying to hold two women is tearing me apart.
Trying to hold two women is tearing me apart.
One's got my money, the other's got my heart.
It's a long old grind, and it tires your mind.
When you try to please two women, you can't please yourself.
When you try to please two women, you can't please yourself.
At best it's only half good; a man can't stock two shelves.
It's a long old grind, and it tires your mind.
Yep, it's a song about a man with two wives/girlfriends. My favorite line is, "At best it's only half good; a man can't stock two shelves." Ha! That's just funny. The truth is that I still love riding around by myself and blasting these songs. I don't usually admit it because not too many 30-somethings want to admit to being an Oak Ridge Boys' fan, but it's what I am. Oh, and my favorite one is William Lee Golden. I love all of that hair. *sigh*
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2 comments:
Good times :)
I am sure my son will look back at some of the songs that he loves now and wonder what the heck I was thinking... ;)
All I have to say is . . . didn't she really thrill them back in 1924? I still weep. Although I'm not sure I could keep a straight face during the class reunion anymore . . . .
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