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Spring Break is next week down here, anyone have any big plans this year?

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Buckeyeskickbuttocks;771854; said:
No can do, Junior. You're just going to have to put up with me until you get it. I mean... "yer jist gon haff-a put up wit me til ya git it"
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Nice attempt at "hillbilly" english, where I come from, we speak more "redneck" than "hillbilly", but you probably are not all that familiar with the distinctions between the two, though. Quite alright, common mistake.
 
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djtidebuck;771862; said:
Nice attempt at "hillbilly" english, where I come from, we speak more "redneck" than "hillbilly", but you probably are not all that familiar with the distinctions between the two, thouh. Quite alright, common mistake.
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Well I was rollin' wheels and shiftin' gears
'Round that Jersey Turnpike
When Barney stopped me with his gun
ten minutes after midnight
Said sir you broke the limit in this rusty ol' truck
I don't know about that accent son
Just where did you come from

I said where I come from
It's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch sittin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
And workin' hard to get to heaven
Where I come from

Well i was south of Detroit City
I pulled in this country kitchen
To try their brand of barbecue
The sign said finger-lickin'
Well I paid the tab and the lady asked me
How'd you like my biscuit
I'll be honest with you ma'am
It ain't like mama fixed it

Cause where I come from
It's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch pickin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
And workin' hard to get to heaven
Where I come from

I was chasin' sun on 101
somewhere around Ventura
I lost a universal joint and I had to use my finger
This tall lady stopped and asked
If I had plans for dinner
Said no thanks ma'am, back home
we like the girls that sing soprano

Cause where I come from
It's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch sittin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
And workin' hard to get to heaven
Where I come from

Well I was headed home on 65
somewhere around Kentucky
The CB rang for a bobtail rig
that's rollin' on like thunder
Well I answered him and he asked me
Aren't you from out in Tulsa
No, but you might'a seen me there
I just dropped a load of salsa

Where I come from It's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch pickin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
Workin' hard to get to heaven
Where I come

Where I come from yeah It's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta back porch pickin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
Workin' hard to get to heaven
Yeah where I come from
A lotta front porch sittin'
Starin' up at heaven
Where I come from
Where I come from
Tryin' to make a livin'
Oh, where I come from
Where I come from
Yeah where I come from
 
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bigballin2987;771864; said:
Well I was rollin' wheels and shiftin' gears
'Round that Jersey Turnpike
When Barney stopped me with his gun
ten minutes after midnight
Said sir you broke the limit in this rusty ol' truck
I don't know about that accent son
Just where did you come from

I said where I come from
It's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch sittin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
And workin' hard to get to heaven
Where I come from

Well i was south of Detroit City
I pulled in this country kitchen
To try their brand of barbecue
The sign said finger-lickin'
Well I paid the tab and the lady asked me
How'd you like my biscuit
I'll be honest with you ma'am
It ain't like mama fixed it

Cause where I come from
It's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch pickin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
And workin' hard to get to heaven
Where I come from

I was chasin' sun on 101
somewhere around Ventura
I lost a universal joint and I had to use my finger
This tall lady stopped and asked
If I had plans for dinner
Said no thanks ma'am, back home
we like the girls that sing soprano

Cause where I come from
It's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch sittin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
And workin' hard to get to heaven
Where I come from

Well I was headed home on 65
somewhere around Kentucky
The CB rang for a bobtail rig
that's rollin' on like thunder
Well I answered him and he asked me
Aren't you from out in Tulsa
No, but you might'a seen me there
I just dropped a load of salsa

Where I come from It's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch pickin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
Workin' hard to get to heaven
Where I come

Where I come from yeah It's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta back porch pickin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
Workin' hard to get to heaven
Yeah where I come from
A lotta front porch sittin'
Starin' up at heaven
Where I come from
Where I come from
Tryin' to make a livin'
Oh, where I come from
Where I come from
Yeah where I come from
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By George, I think he's got it.
 
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djtidebuck;771862; said:
Nice attempt at "hillbilly" english, where I come from, we speak more "redneck" than "hillbilly", but you probably are not all that familiar with the distinctions between the two, thouh. Quite alright, common mistake.
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Well, got-damn, Junior... Yer right, it done bin years since I set there in Talladega.
 
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Well I used to wake the morning before the rooster crowed
Searching for soda bottles to get myself some dough
Brought em down to the corner, down to the country store
Cash em in and give my money to a man named curtis loew

Old curt was a black man with white curly hair
When he had a fifth of wine he did not have a care
He used to own an old dobro, used to play it across his knee
Id give old curt my money, hed play all day for me

(chorus)
Play me a song curtis loew, curtis loew
I got your drinking money, tune up your dobro
People said he was useless, them people are the fools
cause curtis loew was the finest picker to ever play the blues

He looked to be sixty, and maybe I was ten
Mama used to whip me but Id go see him again
Id clap my hands, stomp my feets, try to stay in time
Hed play me a song or two
Then take another drink of wine.

Chorus

Yes sir

On the day old curtis died, nobody came to pray
Ol preacher said some words, and they chunked him in the clay
But he lived a lifetime playin the black mans blues
And on the day he lost his life, thats all he had to lose

Play me a song curtis loew, hey curtis loew
I wish that you was here so everyone would know
People said he was useless, them people all are fools
cause curtis youre the finest picker to ever play the blues
 
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