“…Who’s gonna stand that tall?  Who’s gonna play the Opry and the Wabash Cannonball?  Who’s gonna give their heart and soul to get to me and you?  Lord, I wonder who’s gonna fill their shoes…” Since it’s George Jones week here in Nashville, I figured it was appropriate to use The Possum’s lyrics today.  Man,.. read more →

“… right round, baby, right round like a record, baby right round round round.  You spin me right round, baby right round like a record, baby, right round round round…” That’s the kinda song that just sorta sticks with ya, huh?  (You’re welcome.)   I have NO idea what the rest of the lyrics are but.. read more →

“…that the secret to survivin’ is knowin’ what to throw away and knowin’ what to keep ’cause every hand’s a winner and every hand’s a loser and the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep..” Okay, could there BE a more perfect lyric for One Organized Girl?  “…the secret to.. read more →

“…and then you say hello and I can hardly speak, my heart is beating so.  And anyone could tell, you think you know me well but you don’t know me…” There’s a little somethin’ for ya’ from good ole 1955. (When I typed that I totally had a flashback to that scene in Back to.. read more →

“…of being admired that I wish that I would just die or get fired and dropped from my label.  Let’s stop with the fables.  I’m not gonna be able to top what “My Name is… ” and be pigeon-holed into some poppy sensation that got me rotation on rock’n’roll stations.  And I just do not got the patience to deal with.. read more →