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Southern Tribes Of Youth

southern tribes of youth...
high and tight fastball,
louisville slugger cocked,
bases loaded, two outs!
freckled faced girdle wrapped
momma sworn girls laughing...
old chevy trucks, three on the tree,
careful not to jam the gears.
rock n'roll blaring, pedal to the floor,
Richard Farina rebellion,
'beware the monkey demon'!

and Vietnam lied and vomited
on the tv screens...
gunshots, dead Kennedy's,
and Martin Luther King defiled
by angry riots...
marching for peace,
cuffed and stuffed in a van...
staring through the bars,
'run, rabbit, run! '

ah, but watermelon creek,
flag football and fist fights.
pine sap running,
she let me touch...

heroes died, the textbooks lied.
the old mills ran like prisons
that paid on Thursday afternoons.
six packs of beer, roll your own,
skinny dipping nights,
and moonlight rides.

southern baptist 'i do's',
and babies grew babies...
the old glove dressed in oil,
on the silent basement shelf.
the high and tight fastball,
should have been a curve!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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The Bug

Well its a strange old game - you learn it slow
One step forward and its back to go
Youre standing on the throttle
Youre standing on the brakes
In the groove til you make a mistake
Sometimes youre the windshield
Sometimes youre the bug
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes youre a fool in love
Sometimes youre the louisville slugger
Sometimes youre the ball
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes youre going lose it all
You gotta know happy - you gotta know glad
Because youre gonna know lonely
And youre gonna know bad
When youre rippin and a ridin and youre coming on strong
You start slippin and a slidin and it all goes wrong, because
Sometimes youre the windshield
Sometimes youre the bug
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes youre a fool in love
Sometimes youre the louisville slugger baby
Sometimes youre the ball
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes youre going lose it all
One day you got the glory
Then you got none
One day youre a diamond
And then youre a stone
Everything can change
In the blink of an eye
So let the good times roll
Before we say goodbye, because
Sometimes youre the windshield
Sometimes youre the bug
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes youre a fool in love
Sometimes youre the louisville slugger baby
Sometimes youre the ball
Sometimes it all comes together baby
Sometimes youre going lose it all

song performed by by Dire Straits
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song performed by by Lenny Kravitz
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Your Southern Can Is Mine

Lookie here momma let me explain ya this
If ya wanna get crooked ill even give ya my fist
Ya might read from revelation back to genesis
Ya keep forgetten your southern can belongs to me
So there aint no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mine in the mornin
Your southern can belongs to me
Ya might go uptown have me arrested, put in jail
Some hotshots got money gonna pull my bail
Soon as i get out, hit the ground
Your southern can is worth a thousand, half a pound
So there aint no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mine, talkin about it
Your southern can belongs to me
Ya might take it from the south, baby, hide it up north
Understand ya cant rule me and be my boss
Take it from the east and hide in the west
But when i get ya momma your canll see no rest
So there aint no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mine, im screamin
Your southern can belongs to me
Now baby, ashes to ashes, sand to sand
When i hit ya momma then ya feel my hand
Give ya punch through that barbed wire fence
When i hit ya baby, ya know i make no sence
So there aint no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mine, i know it
Your southern can belongs to me
Now look here woman, dont get hot
Im gettin me a brick outta my backyard
So there aint no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mine, im takin about it
Your southern can belongs to me
Well if i catch you momma down in the heart of town
Im gonna grab me a brick and tear your can on down
So there aint no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mine, i know it
Your southern can belongs to me
You maybe get bed sick, cause youre graveyard bound
Im gonna make you moan like a graveyard hound
So there aint no use in bringin no jive to me
Your southern can is mine, im screamin
Your southern can belongs to me

song performed by by White Stripes
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I Love My Momma

[Snoop]
Momma.. MOMMA..
I love my momma
I LOVE MY MOMMA..
Through all the drama..
Momma.. MOMMA..
I love my momma
Check it out

[singer]
The first one to hold me (yeah)
The first one to scold me (yes-o)
You never cease to teach me
And always try to reach me (momma..)
Took me to school the first day
Taught me how to kneel

song performed by by Snoop Dogg from No Limit: Top Dogg
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The Girl's Gone Wild

Callin' on girlfriends
Springbreak weekend
Meetin' at the Texaco-
Wine coolers six pack
Cigarettes and tic tacs
Fill it up and hit the road-
Passin' 'round the cosmo
Wearin' out the cell phone
Make it to the beach by ten-
Flip-flops and lip gloss
Bikini-tops and cut-offs
Baby let the game begin...
(Chorus)
Girls gone wild, reality TV style
Just a miles and miles of those girls gone wild-
Breakin' hearts, usin' daddy's credit card
Momma hollers, "Stop that child!"
Don't you know the girls gone wild
They're lookin' real pretty down in Panama City
They're dancin' down in New Orleans-
Cancoon, Cozumel, gettin' down and raisin' hell
Livin' every bad boy's dream-
Viva Las Vegas, gettin' outrageous
Cruisin' down the L.A. strip-
They're loaded in a limo, hangin' out the window
Wind it up and let it rip!
(Chorus)
Girls, girls, girls gone wild![girls, girls, girls gone wild]
Girls, girls, girls gone wild...
Sally, Sue and Tamra, smilin' for the camera
Dolly met a doctor from L.S.U.
Ally, Ann, and Amy, went a little crazy
Ridin' home, sittin' on a new tattoo
(Chorus)
Girls, girls, girls gone wild![girls, girls, girls gone wild]
Girls, girls, girls gone wild!!
(End)

song performed by by Travis Tritt
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Girls

Some girls got it some girls dont
Some girls do it some girls wont
Some girls want to run your life
Some want to sink your boat
Girls- sweet sweet girls
Make you break you girls dont care
Wake you shake you get you there
Some girls like to play it cool
Some like to kiss and tell
Girls- sweet sweet girls
Its not new but its gotta be faced
A man can be turned by a pretty face
Cant live with them
Cant live without them
Girls- sweet sweet girls
Girls in movies girls in space
Girls on t.v. girls that race
Some girls want to tie you down
Some girls dont want to know
Girls- sweet sweet girls
Its not true but its gotta be faced
A man can be turned by a pretty face
Cant live with them
Cant live without them
Girls- sweet sweet girls
Some girls got it some girls dont
Some girls do it some girls wont
Some girls want to run your life
Some want to sink your boat
Girls- sweet sweet girls
Girls- sweet sweet girls
Girls- sweet sweet girls
Girls- sweet sweet sweet girls
(mccafferty,agnew,charlton,sweet)
Copyright 1989 m.a.c.s. music

song performed by by Nazareth
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Southern Girls

Words and music by rick nielsen and tom petersson
Ive been north,
Ive been east to the california beach
Theres only one place I know where to find you
And all you southern girls got a way with your words
And you show it
You say hump and Ill jump
You say go and Ill know
Waste no time getting
So close to you
And youll never run way
When you find out why I wanted to find you
Ooh baby need some brand new shoes
Get out on the street
You got nothing to lose
You rock me and your crazy
And everyone says it, yeah yeah
Southern girls, you got nothing to lose
Southern girls, you got nothing to lose
Ive been up Ive been down
Ive been weak Ive been strong
But I never met someone like you
And youll never run away
When you find why I wanted to find you
You say hump and Ill jump
You say go and Ill know
Waste no time getting
So close to you
All you southern girls
Got a way with your words
And you show it
Ooh baby need some brand new shoes
Get out on the street
You got nothing to lose
You rock me and your crazy
And everyone says it, yeah yeah
Southern girls, you got nothing to lose
Southern girls, you got nothing to lose
You think this boy, he loves you
Southern girls
You make it hard oh, so hard
Ive been north, Ive been east to the california beach
Theres only one place I know where to find you
And all you southern girls got a way with your words
And you show it
Ooh baby need some brand new shoes
Get out on the street
You got nothing to lose
You rock me and your crazy
And everyone says it, yeah yeah
Southern girls, you got nothing to lose
Southern girls, you got nothing to lose
Southern girls
Southern girls
Southern girls

song performed by by Cheap Trick
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I'll Be Your Johnny On The Spot

I'll be your johnny on the spot
I'll be your johnny on the spot
My daddy died, left me all he's got
I'll be your johnny on the spot
I get up early in the morn
I get up early in the morn
I slop the pigs
Momma shucks the corn
I get up early in the morn
I got a chevy with a mopar cam
I got a chevy with a mopar cam
I got a chevy with a-mopar-cam
I'll be your johnny on the spot
(solo)
I'm goin' down...

song performed by by Ween
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Coat Of Many Colors

back through the yearsi go wondering once again
back to the seasons of my youth
i recall a box of rags that someone gave us
and how my momma put the rags to use
there were rags of many colors and every piece was small
and i didn't have a coat and it was way down in the fall
momma sewed the rags together sewing every piece with love she made my coat of many colors that i was so proud of
as she sewed she told a story from the bible she had read
about a coat of many colors Josheph wore and then she said
perhaps this coat will bring you good luck and happiness
and i just couldn't wait to wear it and momma blessed it with a kiss
my coat of many colors that my momma made for me
made only from rags but i wore it so proudly
i know we had money but i was rich as i could be in my coat of many colors
my momma made for me
so with patches on my britiches holes in both my shoes
in my coat of many colors i hurried off to school
just to find the others laughing and a making fun of me
in my coat of many colors my momma made for me
and oh i couldn't understand for i felt i was rich
and i told them all the love my momma sewed in every stich
and i told them all the story momma told me while she sewed
and how my coat of many colors was worth more than all their clothes
but they didn't understand and i tried to make them see
one is only poor only if they choose to be
now i know we have no money but i was rich as i could be
in my coat of many colors momma made for me
made just for me

song performed by by Shania Twain
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Coat Of Many Colors

Back through the years
I go wonderin once again
Back to the seasons of my youth
I recall a box of rags that someone gave us
And how my momma put the rags to use
There were rags of many colors
Every piece was small
And I didnt have a coat
And it was way down in the fall
Momma sewed the rags together
Sewin every piece with love
She made my coat of many colors
That I was so proud of
As she sewed, she told a story
From the bible, she had read
About a coat of many colors
Joseph wore and then she said
Perhaps this coat will bring you
Good luck and happiness
And I just couldnt wait to wear it
And momma blessed it with a kiss
Chorus:
My coat of many colors
That my momma made for me
Made only from rags
But I wore it so proudly
Although we had no money
I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me
So with patches on my britches
Holes in both my shoes
In my coat of many colors
I hurried off to school
Just to find the others laughing
And making fun of me
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me
And oh I couldnt understand it
For I felt I was rich
And I told them of the love
My momma sewed in every stitch
And I told em all the story
Momma told me while she sewed
And how my coat of many colors
Was worth more than all their clothes
But they didnt understand it
And I tried to make them see
That one is only poor
Only if they choose to be
Now I know we had no money
But I was rich as I could be
In my coat of many colors
My momma made for me
Made just for me

song performed by by Dolly Parton
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It's Gonna Be (Alright)

I'll be your jonny on the spot
I'll be your jonny on the spot
My daddy died, left me all he's got
I'll be your jonny on the spot
I get up early in the morn
I get up early in the morn
I slop the pigs, momma shucks the corn
I get up early in the morn
I got a chevy with a mopar cam
I got a chevy with a mopar cam
I got a chevy with a-mopar-cam
I'll be your jonny on the spot
I'm goin' down...

song performed by by Ween
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It's Gonna Be (Alright)

song performed by by Ween
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Girls Talk

There are some things you cant cover up
With lipstick and powder
I thought I heard you mention my name
Cant you talk any louder
Dont come any closer dont come any nearer
My vision of you cant get any clearer
Oh I wanna hear girls talk
I got a loaded imagination
Being fired by girls talk
Oh but I cant say what you want to hear
I suppose were gonna have to play it by ear
Right here and now
Girls talk and they want to know how
Girls talk and they say its not allowed
Girls talk if they say that its so
Dont you think that I know by now
That they word upon everyones lips
That your dedicated
Although you may be an old fashioned girl
Your still gonna get dated
Ah was it really murder
Were you just pretending
Lately I have heard you are the living end
Girls talk and they want to know about her
Girls talk they want to know if I care
Girls talk and they want to know where
I just want to hear girls talk
I gotta loaded imagination
Being fired by girls talk
Oh but I cant say what you want to hear
I suppose were gonna have to play it by ear
Right here and now
Girls talk and they want to know how
Girls talk and they say its not allowed
Girls talk
Girls talk and they want to know about her
You know they want to know where
Wanna know if I care
I said girls talk

song performed by by Indigo Girls
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To All The Girls

Yea...
To all the brooklyn girls
To all the french girls
To all the oriental girls
Chinese...
Japanese...
To all the swiss girls
To the italian women
To the upper east side mombiles
To all the jamaican girls
And to the top-less dancers
Australian...
And brazilian
To the southern belles
To the porte rican girls
To the stewardesses flying around the world...

song performed by by Beastie Boys
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The Evaporating Sea

Another day finding out the tricks of angels:
My muse’s daughter is almost three:
Maybe she is almost my daughter too- as the trucks
Are loaded and loaded underneath the
Parapets of angels,
And the sacks of heavenly apples are loaded upon
The backs of stalwart ponies to be
Taken to other kingdoms across the blue and
Yellow mountains-
Along their way, the grizzly bears will pet them,
And the golden monkeys will pull on their
Reigns:
And when she gets up tomorrow, my muse will
See all of the bottles I have emptied to carry these
Messages to her
To be thrown in the evaporating sea.

poem by Bret R. Crabrooke
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Momma do you remember

Momma do you remember the day I was born

late in December when winter

takes away the warm

Momma do you remember

Momma do you remember when I was in my teens

with long curly hair

and bell bottom jeans

Momma do you remember

Momma it wasn't long ago

you where working in your yard

planting fresh flowers

you use to work so hard

now you can't make your flowers grow

OH no Oh no

Momma do you remember

Momma do you remember the day I was wed

let no man put asunder

is what the preacher said

Momma do you remember

Momma do you remember my one and only son

born one day after your birthday

that's when his life begun

Momma do you remember

Momma do you remember, Me?

I wrote this about a year before my Mom died of Alzheimer's

wondering I guess what might jog her memory when she forgot me

thinking if I reminded her of important things in my life that are considered mile stones of my life.

My Mom passed in July 2011 not knowing me.

poem by Marcus Goodman
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Momma I Coming Home

Momma I, m lost and caught up in the streets
Momma I wont to come home
Momma you told me it was not nothing out there
Momma I wont to come home
I, m sitting here on the corner with this can in my hand thinking about
everything you told me was true
Momma I wont to come home
The things I did you can't imagine
Momma I wont to come home
Momma did you hear me
Momma I, m coming home

poem by Valentine White
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Southern Women

(g.& d. rossington, j. van zant, e. king)
Im the kind of man that loves all the girls
From debutantes to honky-tonk queens
Ive tasted every brand all around the world
But all I see are peaches in my dreams
Im talkin bout, Im talkin bout them southern women
Its a well known fact across the dixie line
And if a man dont agree I can tell you hes blind
They can drink with the best and the hell with the rest
And if she takes you home you aint gettin no rest
(chorus)
Im talkin bout, Im talkin bout them southern women
Im talkin bout theyll love you so slow them southern women
Them southern girls
They look like angels on saturday night oh-lord they got a wild side
Take you places that youve never been make a man come back again
Talk about mamas southern belle little girl learned her lesson well
Aint no others can cast a spell like the sweet southern women
(repeat chorus)
They can make a man feel so proud they can capture him with a southern style
Little girl learned her lesson well aint no others can cast a spell
Like the sweet southern women them southern girls

song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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California Girls

Well east coast girls are hip
I really dig those styles they wear
And the southern girls with the way they talk
They knock me out when Im down there
The mid-west farmers daughters really make you feel alright
And the northern girls with the way they kiss
They keep their boyfriends warm at night
I wish they all could be california
I wish they all could be california
I wish they all could be california girls
The west coast has the sunshine
And the girls all get so tanned
I dig a french bikini on hawaii island
Dolls by a palm tree in the sand
I been all around this great big world
And I seen all kinds of girls
Yeah, but I couldnt wait to get back in the states
Back to the cutest girls in the world
I wish they all could be california
I wish they all could be california
I wish they all could be california girls
I wish they all could be california
(girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the)
I wish they all could be california
(girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the)
I wish they all could be california
(girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the)
I wish they all could be california
(girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the)

song performed by by Beach Boys
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Poem Shootin’ Momma

Poem Shootin’ Momma……,
Lay your poem gun down…..,
You keep writin’ & writin’……,
Like a circus clown…..,
Your brother was a gambler….,
And your daddy was a farmer…..,
You got a hot trigger finger……,
Poem Shootin’ Momma…! ! !

Poem Shootin’ Momma……,
You’ve got a way with words…..,
With lots of bright sayings…..,
And quotes from nerds…..,
Whether just in high heels…..,
Or a sexy pajama……,
You make my body tingle…..,
Poem Shootin’ Momma….! ! !

Poem Shootin’ Momma……,
You’re rockin’ my world…..,
Creatin’ and pennin’……,
Sayin’ it all…..,
So keep my soul inspired…..,
Like the Dali Lama……,
And you’ll see me smilin’…..,
Poem Shootin’ Momma……! ! !

(2007/Innovation Digital Of America.)

poem by Trade Martin
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Related quotes

The Bug

I Don't Want To Be A Star

Your Southern Can Is Mine

I Love My Momma

The Girl's Gone Wild

Girls

Southern Girls

I'll Be Your Johnny On The Spot

Coat Of Many Colors

Coat Of Many Colors

It's Gonna Be (Alright)

It's Gonna Be (Alright)

Girls Talk

To All The Girls

The Evaporating Sea

Momma do you remember

Momma I Coming Home

Southern Women

California Girls

Poem Shootin’ Momma

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Southern Tribes Of Youth

Related quotes

The Bug

I Don't Want To Be A Star

Your Southern Can Is Mine

I Love My Momma

The Girl's Gone Wild

Girls

Southern Girls

I'll Be Your Johnny On The Spot

Coat Of Many Colors

Coat Of Many Colors

It's Gonna Be (Alright)

It's Gonna Be (Alright)

Girls Talk

To All The Girls

The Evaporating Sea

Momma do you remember

Momma I Coming Home

Southern Women

California Girls

Poem Shootin’ Momma

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