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Our Love Is Solid
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Rip-roarin' polka country rubber-neckin' song about a guy who can't see the forest for the trees. It's out there in Robbie Fulks territory.
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It's called Maximum Honky Tonk, and no one plays it like Bob Wire. Country, blues, rockabilly, folk, and some good ol' rock and roll. Honest, smart and funny.
Funniest blog on the web? Judge for yourself at NewWest.net/BobWire. You won't regret it. I swear. This is Butt-twitchin' country music for adults with a brain and a sense of humor! Bob Wire writes catchy, original songs with a twisted perspective that puts him way out in the left field of Nashvegas. Bob sez: Hank Jr. is the disease, and Hank Sr. is the cure.
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Genre
Country • Alternative Country
Charts
Peak #110
Peak in subgenre #24
Author
Bob Wire
Rights
2008 Bob Wire Music
Uploaded
March 18, 2008
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MP3 2.6 MB • 160 kbps • 2:47
Story behind the song
I particularly like the big "Rocky Top" ending we put on this.
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I drove into town ‘cause you needed tomatoes Two percent milk and a sack of potatoes A half hour later when I pulled in the driveway The cable man was leaving and I smiled and said howdy Although we have a sattelite dish it didn’t strike me as suspicious The telephone rang in the middle of the night We were lying in bed in the pale moonlight You said hello and you made a worried face Then you told me you were needed over at your sister’s place I said it’s a lucky thing you came to bed wearing make-up Chorus Our love is solid as a three-legged barstool Even though my friends say you treat me like a damn fool One of these days I’m gonna prove them all wrong Because our love is solid like a country love song My mother came to visit and she complained the whole time Wringing her hands like a canary in a coal mine Said I wasted money when I bought you that big diamond The ladies at the Cut-N-Curl think you are two-timin’ Mom don’t even live here—I wish she’d go back home and mind her business Chorus Sometimes I wonder why everyone’s so paranoid People talking ‘bout you like you’re something that I should avoid The truth is I can’t believe the things they say you do to me I thank the Lord that you’ve always been so true to me So go enjoy your family reunion even though you are an orphan
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