When I make my country music video it's going to be me stooping down feeling the dirt in my failed cornfield. I look at the dry dirt and as the wind blows it away I look toward the big city in the distance with anger. Knowing that those God damn city slickers caused this.
The image of my grand pappy appears above me. He's driving his tractor. A tear in his eye.
But until then here's a country song I like. Video is dumb but I like the message.
Vid-e-o dedi-caaaaaaay-tion!
(And sorry in advance if you have to view a short ad first)
And worst dancing in this video. Since when did punk dancing include robot dancing?
ReplyDelete...but I do wish I had a deep voice like that.
ReplyDeleteDoes your grand-pappy's tear turn to rain, and water your crops?
ReplyDeleteMake sure I get "co-writer" or "consultant" credit for that idea.
Scope don't you talk about my Pappy!
ReplyDeleteI can't win as a farmer. If it isn't the acid rain, the cities, or the lack of rain, it is the deer and rabbits eating anything I grow?? Oh well it is cheaper to buy it all from Wal Mart anyway! W.C.C.
ReplyDeleteWC - Tru Dat.
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