Even though I knew that he'd be the typical lazy ass, lying young Black man who wouldn't return the next day for work he'd already been paid for.Īnd of course I was right. He did okay the first day but wanted me to front him his next day's pay in advance. I worked with a young Black man just last week. So can we please stop putting down good White people like David Allan Coe for simply stating the obvious ugly FACTS? Not for even the distance your eyes can see. Good for nothing types you can't trust with a mere ten bucks of your money. His kind runs deep and through the Black community.
When he could have just gone out and got a job to support himself. Aka "Elder abuse" at the hands of the lazy and cowardly. Or the one who harasses his own grandmother for her tiny social security check each month. You ought to point the finger at that a-hole who holds up a 7/11 store. And instead of looking around for "Whities be such ba-ad racists"? Having said that I will still insist that Black culture is a huge failure to itself and the world at large. Or that just because they're Black they get punished more severely by the system. And I'll even agree with you in advance that perhaps half the Black men in prison are there on trumped up charges. Well except for my higher taxes as a direct result of pulling the weight of welfare moms and the millions of Black men incarcerated in penal institutions. I voted for Obama and wholeheartedly agree with Chris Rock that a ratio of screwed up people within the Black community is drastically higher than probably any other major minority in the USA, Chris Rock was wise to point out that it is Black people themselves who suffer the most from the degenerate types within the culture. Nor is Chris Rock who so aptly pointed out the serious dysfunction and criminality associated with modern Black culture. Instead it sees them from the experiences we ALL have with the screw ups. Because the world will not judge them on their merits. I feel sorry for the ones trying to fly on the straight and narrow. Ya gotta admit however that Black culture is one huge mess. We don't want to see lynchings or race riots. It is this sizable group for which the "N" word is intended. Problem is that something close to the majority of them are. You don't see a serious dysfunction within Black culture? Okay I know what you'll say next "not all Black people are like that" and this is true. I didn't know God made honky tonk angels and went back to the wild side of life I'm thinking tonight of my blue eyes concerning the great speckled bird The people who forgot about poor white trashĪnd if that ain't country I'll kiss your ass Now our place was a graveyard for automobilesĪt the end of the porch there was four stacks of wheelsĪnd tires for sale for a dollar or two cash Told all the neighbors he was off in the warįightin' for freedom he's good to the core and she's proud To get down on her knees and pray because she loves him When the lights go out she ain't never failed She's been through hell since junior went to jail To the end of one row and back again like always She'd just keep workin' tryin' to help the old man When blood started flowin' from her calloused hand and it hurt me Sister she left cause dad got violent and he knows itįrom chopping tobacco and I've seen her cryin' Mama sells eggs at a grocery store my oldest sister is a first-rate whoreĭad says she can't come home anymore and he means it I've seen the Grand Ole Opry and I've met Johnny Cash If that ain't country it's a damn good joke
If that ain't country it'll hairlip the pope Workin' like a nigger for my room and boardĬoal-burin' stove no natural gas if that ain't country I'll kiss your ass I spent the summertime cuttin' up logs for the winter
DAVID ALLEN COE GAY BAR SONG FULL
There were thirteen kids and a bunch of dogsĪ house full of chickens and a yard full of hogs Had an old dog that was trained to attack sometimesĪnd there wasn't too much that he would take from a stranger He drank pearl in a can and Jack Daniels black He'd fought till his heart was black and blueĭidn't know how he'd made it through the hard timesīut it wasn't worth all he had to kill to git it The rest he got workin' on old junk cars in the daytimeĪnd I never seen him when he wasn't tired and meanĬovered with grease from his head to his feetĬussin' the sweat and the Texas heat and mosquitersĪnd the neighbors said we lived like hicksīut they brung their cars for pa to fix anyhow The old man was covered with tattoos and scars