He Said She Said: Just A Few Ole Country Boys

He Said She Said: Just A Few Ole Country Boys

For some reason whenever He Said and She Said are mulling over topics for each week of this little featured weekly blog, we always find ourselves either biting off more than we can chew, or absolutely stumping ourselves. Some topics are easier to cobble together ten songs for while other times He Said finds himself beating his head against the wall thinking of the perfect track. In honor of RodeoHouston, we set out to make a few country-music lists, seeing that the whole city of Houston is atwitter over all things barbecued, fried, snake-skinned or garishly lit over off Kirby. Last week we flung out our favorite female-sung country songs, and this week we present to you our favorite male country songs. That may sound like an oxymoron to some of you, but believe us there are distinct differences. We feel kind of weird for going through a country period right now, seeing that we are surrounded by journalists who are veritable Jedis when it comes to the genre. It sort of makes us feel like being freshmen all over again in high school and trying to talk to the senior punks about The Clash and The Misfits. Johnny Cash, "Man In Black" He Said has the line "till things are brighter" from this song tattooed across his chest in that fancy cursive script all the cool kids have on their chests. The song has always resonated with us since we were little as a template for our own spirituality.

Dwight Yoakam, "Fast As You"

We will never forget watching our grandparents pretty much freak dance to this song at their 50th Wedding Anniversary back in 2003. Then my Grandma mouthing the words "Ahhhh sookie" at our Grandfather from across the dance floor was jarring. There is video evidence of all this somewhere, but we don't dare dig it up.

George Strait, "Amarillo By Morning"

As we have stated countless times before, George Strait is kind of like our Morrissey, except without all the tortured sexuality and asexual whatnot going on. This was one of the first songs we ever remember listening to on our Fisher-Price cassette deck back in the day that didn't involve puppets or fairytales.

Ernest Tubb, "Driving Nails In My Coffin"

He Said family lore states that Grandpa Hlavaty and Ernest Tubb met at a beerhall in Wharton after a show and they hit it off, drinking and smoking unfiltered Marlboros into the night. Tubb signed a pair of Grandpa's cowboy boots at the end of the night. We scoured the house after he passed looking for the snakeskin heirlooms to no avail.

Johnny Paycheck, "Pardon Me, I've Got Someone To Kill"

This song makes total since to the scorned man. Why not just kill the other guy? Hell, kill them both, the man banging your ex and the ex herself. Only Johnny Paycheck could concoct something this casually brutal. A close second was "Colorado Kool-Aid," but we are saving that song for another edition of HSSS.



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