[UPDATE: Last of the answers added]
So we made a Borders run today, having some 25% off coupons burning holes in our pockets. I went looking for Band of Brothers. They were out of stock on it. Sigh.
BUT... I picked up a couple of CDs. Gots me a Jerry Jeff Walker and a [genuflect] Roy Clark. I was all set to start putting together a Roy Clark edition, but I realized that I wanted to spend a little more time on putting together a tribute quiz for the Roy-man. That was partly because so much of his best material is instrumentals (small aside: when I was a mere snip of a youth, my parents had a Roy Clark album with the best version of "Alexander's Ragtime Band" I've ever heard; sadly, it's not on this CD, but an asskicker version of "Ghost Riders in the Sky" is), and also partly because there's one song on the CD I had never heard before, but I got a big kick out of it. It's called "The Lawrence Welk-Hee Haw Counter-Revolutionary Polka". Heh. It's great.
So anyway, once I decided to put off a Roy Clark quiz for at least a little bit, I considered looking into Jerry Jeff Walker. Unfortunately, I know JJW more as a songwriter, so once again I will postpone in favor of looking up more of his material that's not on this CD.
So what to do?
Well, as I was back in the home stretch of my bike ride, a completely different and unrelated song popped into my head. No idea why, but it was just after I had switched off the CD player while I headed into the driveway. And so, and idea was born. Can't say that Charley is one of my alltime favorites, but he did a lot of very nice stuff and is certainly one of the country/western greats of the last 50 years, and is therefore highly qualified to qualify as the subject of a C/WT quiz and a hell of a run-on sentence. And so, without further ado, away we go:
1) When I was a little bitty baby my mommy would rock me in the cradle. Where? [Bill: In them old cotton fields back home (down in Louisiana just about a mile from Texarkana)]
2) If windshield wipers are slapping time, who is my traveling companion? [Angie: Bobby McGee]
3) When am I having daydreams about nighttime things? [Angie: In the middle of the afternoon]
4) Rain is dripping off the brim of my hat and it sure is cold. Where am I walking and where am I trying to go? [Lisa: I'm walking down (Route) 66, and trying to get to San Antone, or Phoenix, AZ, or really, anyplace where I can forget I've ever known her]
5) When I chance to meet old friends on the street, they wonder how does a man get to be this way. I smile and tell them what? [Lisa: You've got to kiss an angel good morning]
6) Ain't nothin' much to do but just hang around. Where? [Lisa: In a Mississippi cotton-pickin' delta town]
7) Why is the county going to haul my belongings away? [Answer: Because I'm busted]
8) Tell my why, baby, why you do this. What? [Answer: Why you make me cry, baby, cry]
9) Yonder comes a sucker. What does he have? [Answer: Yonder comes a sucker, and he's got my gal]
2) Bobby McGee?
3) In the middle of the afternoon
No clue ... but Charley Pride lives in my hometown of Fort Worth .... SALUTE, Hee Haw style. :)
Posted by: Army of Mom at September 30, 2007 08:40 PMI got nothing, but am rubbing my hands in anticipation of the Jerry Jeff Walker edition.
Posted by: KG at September 30, 2007 08:51 PM#4 San Antone and he's wanting to go to Phoenix, AriZONa.
#5 is kiss an angel this morning.
#6 Mississippi cotton-pickin' Delta town
Nailed 5 and 6. After much angst and hand-wringing, I'll give you #4 too (but only because you're a wonderful person).
Posted by: Ken S, Fifth String on the Banjo of Life at October 1, 2007 07:15 AM#1 In them cotton feilds back home (It was down in Louisiana just about a mile from Texarkana.)
Posted by: Bill Nixon at October 1, 2007 07:20 AMAbsotively.
Posted by: Ken S, Fifth String on the Banjo of Life at October 1, 2007 07:55 AMWell, anywhere was all right as long as he could forget he'd ever known her.
Posted by: Lisa at October 1, 2007 08:11 AMDamn. You beat me to it!
Posted by: Lisa at October 1, 2007 08:11 AMI missed the quiz, but I've read that Charley went back to his hometown and bought the farm where he'd been raised as a sharecropper. The ultimate revenge!
Posted by: Joel, President of Catholics for Xenu at October 2, 2007 09:22 AMOh, that is too cool. GAWD I hope it's true!
[But I was dismayed at first when I read the words "bought the farm" until I realized what you meant]
Posted by: Ken S, Fifth String on the Banjo of Life at October 2, 2007 09:29 AM