and shoot him with my old .45

A country boy can survive

wut

because you can't starve us out and you can't make us run...

mumble mumble mumble boy mumble old shotgun...



Cause we'se them ole boys raised on shotguns

Can I get a latte here?

TXL

...yeah, but can you skin a buck and run a trot line?

I got a shotgun, a rifle, and a 4 wheel drive

I just played that song at work after seeing this thread!

I got a friend in New york city, never calls me by name just hillbilly.

My grandpa taught me how to live of the land and his taught him to be a business man

i come from the type of mess about which that song was written, and kinda always thought the song itself was a little fruity, sorta insists on itself

We say grace and we say ma'am, if you ain't into that we don't give a damn

for 43 dollars my friend lost his life.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I4s0nzsU1Wg

Give the vid a second or two to start playing, the poster din't edit so well,

So which old .45 did he have?

This...



...or this?

Bocephus is fond of both so it could be either.

I didn't come from it but willfully moved to it,  I much the better man because of it.

I don't consider the song to be fruity or about any messes either.

My Lyman handbook has an article he wrote.  He talks about reloading for single actions mostly.

You're a country boy. You can only have one shotgun, one rifle and one 4 wheel drive. Which will it be?

Ford
Mossberg
Winchester
You can spend the rest of the day figuring out which is what,,,,

let me rephrase

the song seems intended to play to and reinforce a stereotype

its an early version of the phenomenon that country music as a whole has developed into today, where every singer must have a laundry list of traits not because he or she has them innately but because the audience "expects" cowboy boots, cutoff flannel shirts, ridiculous cowboy hats, a string-tie, a giant belt buckle, it borders on insulting

its a sonic prototype of larry the cable guy

its the paleolithic version of that last verse of that infamous david allen coe song

its the lyrical conception of the rural version of gold chains and baggy pants on the rapper

while there is much truth to the lyrics, in terms of culture, since all stereotypes draw at least in some small part upon fact, it nevertheless thereby insists upon itself in a vaguely offensive way

the song isnt about any mess! it is a statement about a way of life many folks ignore/dont know about. and dont need to!

Mossberg 500
AR15
Jeep Wrangler

HWJ ftw

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uAn0Rzwl9e4

ironically, this ^^ is more the authentic take and less ephemerally offensive

I have the top one. It's too pretty to shoot!

Oh, and I have Lancaster instead of Beechnut

I know way too many lyrics to that one.  My best friend growing up played it all the time.  I heard in on the radio a couple of weeks ago and it took days to get out of my head.



So what I'm saying is thanks for making that hillbilly crap ricochet around my head for the rest of the day.  You're a keeper.

Shotgun - check
Rifle - check
Four-wheel Drive - check

I guess I can survive...

The preacher man says it’s the end of time
And the Mississippi River she’s a goin’ dry
The interest is up and the Stock Markets down
And you only get mugged
If you go down town

I live back in the woods, you see
A woman and the kids, and the dogs and me
I got a shotgun rifle and a 4-wheel drive
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

I can plow a field all day long
I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn
We make our own whiskey and our own smoke too
Ain’t too many things these ole boys can’t do
We grow good ole tomatoes and homemade wine
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

Because you can’t starve us out
And you cant makes us run
Cause one-of- ‘em old boys raisin ole shotgun
And we say grace and we say Ma’am
And if you ain’t into that we don’t give a damn

We came from the West Virginia coalmines
And the Rocky Mountains and the and the western skies
And we can skin a buck; we can run a trot-line
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

I had a good friend in New York City
He never called me by my name, just hillbilly
My grandpa taught me how to live off the land
And his taught him to be a businessman
He used to send me pictures of the Broadway nights
And I’d send him some homemade wine

But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife
For 43 dollars my friend lost his life
Id love to spit some beechnut in that dudes eyes
And shoot him with my old 45
Cause a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

Cause you can’t starve us out and you can’t make us run
Cause one-of- ‘em old boys raisin ole shotgun
And we say grace and we say Ma’am
And if you ain’t into that we don’t give a damn

We’re from North California and south Alabam
And little towns all around this land
And we can skin a buck; we can run a trot-line
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

Neither.  

I see your point, but I take a completely opposite view. If anything, I think it is a cautionary tale to those who live in urban America, and who consider the rest of the nation to be nothing but fly over country. Your cities are nothing but a contrivance that cannot last. If your interest rates and stock markets don't ruin you, the city itself can kill you with a switchblade. Meanwhile, the hero of the song is prepared. Their cities can burn to the ground but him and his family will make due just fine.

That's a lot of fancy talk for a country boy

yah, i know, i get that a lot.
see some damn fool somewhere made the mistake of letting me into college, where i didn't really fit in mind you, and the result was the ability to sound fancy when needful, i can even do it with a british accent when needful.

I figure all in all its not a bad thing, cuz' before college, the sucker punch or the backstab or the midnight cuckold-fuck was all i really had going for me when verbally bested.



but now, beware, i might just string some shit together that doesnt make sense without a dictionary on hand
(btw my fellow hilljacks hate that)