1. Thursday, November 13, 2008

    a friend of mine was talking about something 

    and i brought up my mighty sword. so to speak. i doubt she knew what i was talking about. but it came from this song from one of my favorite randy newman albums “good old boys”

    A Wedding in Cherokee County

    There she is sitting there
    Out behind the smoke-house in her rocking chair
    She don’t say nothin’
    She don’t do nothin’
    She don’t feel nothin’
    She don’t know nothin’
    Maybe she’s crazy, I don’t know
    Maybe that’s why I love her so

    Her papa was a midget
    Her mama was a whore
    Her grandad was a newsboy ’til he was eighty-four
    What a slimy old bastard he was
    Man don’t you think I know she hates me
    Man don’t you think I know that she’s no good
    If she knew how she’d be unfaithful to me
    I think she’d kill me if she could
    Maybe she’s crazy I don’t know
    Maybe that’s why I love her so

    I’m not afraid of the Greywolf
    Who stalks through our forest at dawn
    As long as I have her beside me
    I have the strength to carry on

    Today we will be married
    And all the freaks that she knows will be there
    And all the people from the village will be there
    To congratulate us
    I will carry her across the threshold
    I will make dim the light
    I will attempt to spend my love within her
    Though I will try with all my might
    She will laugh at my mighty sword
    She will laugh at my mighty sword
    Why must everybody laugh at my mighty sword?
    Lord, help me if you will
    Maybe we’re both crazy, I don’t know
    Maybe that’s why I love her so