The Hard-Won Wisdom of Country Music: “A Sad Song Don’t Care Whose Heart It Breaks”

Country star Hank Williams.

Here’s a very good piece by Bob Fisher, president of Nashville’s Belmont University, in the Tennessean about this week’s Ken Burns PBS series on country music. He calls it “A great retelling of our collective American story.”

One of the best short pieces the Washingtonian ever ran was a collection of country music lines put together by Larry Sons and Doug Todd. At the time, in 1980, Sons was a Dallas advertising executive and Todd was public relations director of the Dallas Cowboys.

The story’s head, “The worst you ever gave me was the best I ever had,” was one of the lines. Some of the others, many about lost love or the bottle:

I’m going to put a bar in my car and drive myself to drink.

I don’t mind getting burned if I can just be near the glow.

My wife ran off with my best friend, and I miss him.

I don’t know whether to kill myself or go bowling.

When I’m alone I’m in bad company.

I wouldn’t take you to a dog fight even if I thought you could win.

I’ll be under the table when I get over you.

I’ve never had a thing that ain’t been used.

The bridge washed out, I can’t swim, and my baby’s on the other side.

I’ve been a long time leaving, but I’ll be a long time gone.

When the phone don’t ring you’ll know it’s me.

If you can fake it I might make it.

Thank God and Greyhound you’re gone.

A sad song don’t care whose heart it breaks.

For better or for worse, but not for long.

If you want to keep the beer real cold, put it next to my ex-wife’s heart.

The devil is a woman and she wears a short red dress.

Country music doesn’t often get into politics but a few lines seem timely:

There’s no use running if you’re on the wrong road.

You can’t make a heel toe the mark.

Hey, Barnum and Bailey, can you use another clown?

It wouldn’t be so bad if it hadn’t been so good.

Comments

  1. Barnard Collier says

    YOU JUST SORTA STOMPED ON MY AORTA . . . .WHY JOHN DENVER WAS FANTASTIC

    “(You Dun Stomped) On My Heart”

    I told you that I loved you, you said that is so good.
    I called you my darling, I thought I always would.
    But now you’ve gone and left me, I don’t know what to do.
    So my little darling, I write these words to you.

    You dun stomped on my heart and you mashed that sucker flat.
    You just sorta stomped on my aorta.
    You started going out with guys. I felt us drift apart.
    And every step you took was a stomp on my heart.

    I only hope that someday, you get them low down blues.
    In some smoky honky-tonk you’ll look down at your shoes.
    You’ll think about that tender heart that you crushed beneath them soles.
    With your cold busting stompers, you left my heart so full of holes.

    You dun stomped on my heart and you mashed that sucker flat.
    You just sorta stomped on my aorta.
    You started going out with guys. I felt us drift apart.
    And every step you took was a stomp on my heart.
    And every step you took was a stomp on my heart

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