Redneck, Hillbilly and Country Lyrics and Diddies: Humourous Tales and Wisdom
By ET Resder
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This book is for you. People of all types have said this is some of the funniest things they ever heard, or read. IT all rhymes with a good flow, so it sticks to your ribs. If you are from the city, or if you are anywhere that's not the U.S.A., this is a short course on culture with humor and laughs out loud. If you are a redneck, or a hillbilly, it'll read like you were telling stories to your friends. Country singers will like it to make up a song. That's pretty much everybody, so this book is for you.
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Redneck, Hillbilly and Country Lyrics and Diddies - ET Resder
Banjo
My favorite thing to do is play my ole banjo.
I start with a few chords and a fast finger roll,
I turn up the tempo and play fast just because,
It makes the critters jump around and stomp their paws.
They’re dosi-dohing down hills and swinging in the trees.
Bumblebees hum the tunecutting through the breeze.
It’s always been this way, I think it’s all I’ll ever know,
So I learned to play a banjo with my left big toe.
When I’m feeling I’m just about to jump right out of my seat,
My uncle slides his old banjo down to my dirty feet,
I keep the first one going and start playing the other,
Then I usually get joined by my drunk, dumb brother.
Of course he plays the jug, just blowing it slow,
That’s why they all call him big drunk dumb Joe.
The forest loves it when we all play, but our neighbors seemed to have moved away.
Where they went I can’t say, but I ain’t going to miss