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Sunday, February 03, 2008

Super Tuesday in Elizabethton


Cast your ballot on Tuesday if you are in Tennessee (or one of the other Super Tuesday states). As my favorites one by one hit the showers (Kucinich, Gravel, Edwards),






my next favorite is Obama.








Some have suggested a good VP for either Clinton or Obama would be Kansas Governor, Kathleen Sebelius. I tend to agree.






They would make a good looking team.






Near my mountain, Republicans outnumber Democrats by a factor of Avogadro's number to one. So here is my wisdom for Shuck and Jive's GOP fans.

The most handsome candidate would be Ron Paul, I reckon. A bit of a maverick, but why not? What more damage could be done?


He would fit in with the East Tennessee libertarian ethos. He is against the war and he is for justice for the Palestinians.

After you vote early and often, you will want to come to the Mardi Gras at First Presbyterian. Check out pics from 2006. It is a party so big we can only handle it once every two years.

It'll be a hoot. Dress wildly. Enjoy Cajun food. Dancing, music, and frivolity. Bring Grandma and all the kids. Nursery will even be provided. We plan on breaking a whole bunch of sins forbidden in the Westminster Catechism. No problem. We will repent that very same night.

We always close our Mardi Gras festivities with David Allan Coe's Perfect Country and Western Song. It is the way to embrace your inner redneck. You might want to brush up on the lyrics so's you don't feel out of place.



The song goes like this here.






It was all that I could do to keep from cryin'
Sometimes it seems so useless to remain
You don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even call me by my name.

You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride.
You don't have to call me Merle Haggard, anymore.
Even though your on my fightin' side.

CHORUS
And I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standin' in the rain.
You don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even call me by my name.

I've heard my name a few times in your phone book
I've seen it on signs where I've laid
But the only time I know, I'll hear David Allan Coe
Is when Jesus has his final judgment day.

CHORUS...

Well, a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song and he told me it was the perfect country and western song. I wrote him back a letter and told him it was NOT the perfect country and western song because he hadn't said anything at all about Momma, or trains, or trucks, or prison, or gettin' drunk.

Well, he sat down and wrote another verse to the song and he sent it to me and after reading it, I realized that my friend had written the perfect country and western song. And I felt obliged to include it on this album.

The last verse goes like this here:

Well, I was drunk the day my Mom got outta prison.
And I went to pick her up in the rain.
But, before I could get to the station
in my pickup truck

She got runned over by a damned old train.

CHORUS
And I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standin' in the rain. No,
You don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even call me,
I wonder why you don't call me

Why don't you ever call me by my name.


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