Comments on: 1/21: Idol audition city #4 Louisville

By: deniselazor65

deniselazor65 — Wed, 28 Jan 2009 04:23:55 +0000

Lanesha Young..that wrote and sang Natty on the Louisville show is THE WINNER!!!! VERY TALENTED GIRL!!!! You GO GIRL!!!

By: rho

rho — Fri, 23 Jan 2009 15:48:05 +0000

I finally have a fresh blog entry up! Sorry. I’m fending off a cold, needed to sleep last night. So far, it’s working!

By: KPH

KPH — Fri, 23 Jan 2009 15:36:42 +0000

Im with ya on Taylor Swift Linny. When you hear her live she CANT sing! Writes good songs and is cute though.

By: linny ,,,=^..^=,,,

linny ,,,=^..^=,,, — Fri, 23 Jan 2009 15:28:51 +0000

you know when you’re trying really hard to take care of everything, and you think you’ve finally got all your “ducks in a row” … and you look behind you and lo! and behold, there are more ducks than you started out with? that’s what my life feels like right now.

ok, i’ve vented … back to a good country vibe!

i don’t really like Taylor Swift all THAT much, but I have to say i just LOVE these lyrics:

Picture To Burn

State the obvious
I didn’t get my perfect fantasy
I realized you love yourself
More that you could ever love me

So go and tell your friends
That I’m obsessive and crazy
That’s fine, I’ll tell mine
You’re gay and by the way

I hate that stupid old pickup truck
You never let me drive
You’re a redneck, heartbreak
Who’s really bad at lying

So watch me strike a match
On all my wasted time
As far as I’m concerned
You’re just another picture to burn

There’s no time for tears
I’m just sitting here planning my revenge
There’s nothing stopping me
From going out with all of your best friends

And if you come around
Saying sorry to me
My daddy’s going to show you
How sorry you’ll be

‘Cause I hate that stupid old pickup truck
You never let me drive
You’re a redneck, heartbreak
Who’s really bad at lying

And so watch me strike a match
On all my wasted time
As far as I’m concerned
You’re just another picture to burn

And if you’re missing me
You better keep it to yourself
‘Cause coming back around here
Would be bad for your health

‘Cause I hate that stupid old pickup truck
You never let me drive
You’re a redneck, heartbreak
Who’s really bad at lying

So watch me strike a match
On all my wasted time
In case you haven’t heard
I really, really hate that

Stupid old pickup truck
You never let me drive
You’re a redneck, heartbreak
Who’s really bad at lying

So watch me strike a match
On all my wasted time
As far as I’m concerned
You’re just another picture to burn

Burn, burn, burn, baby burn
Just another picture to burn
Baby burn

By: KPH

KPH — Fri, 23 Jan 2009 15:07:32 +0000

How about some more Idol Country

Go Carrie.

Last Name”

Last night, I got served a little bit too much of that poison, baby
Last night, I did things I’m not proud of
And I got a little crazy
Last night, I met a guy on the dance floor and I let him call me baby

[Chorus:]
And I don’t even know his last name
My momma would be so ashamed
It started off, “hey cutie where you from”
And then it turned into oh no, what have I done
And I don’t even know his last name

We left, the club, ’bout around 3 o’clock in the morning
His Pinto, sitting there, in the parking lot, well it should have been a warning
I had no clue what I was getting into
So, I’ll blame it on the Cuervo
Oh where did my manners go?

[Chorus:]
I don’t even know his last name
Oh My momma would be so ashamed
It started off, “hey cutie where you from”
And then it turned into “oh no, what have I done”
And I don’t even know his last name

Here we go

Today, I woke up, thinking about Elvis somewhere in Vegas
I’m not sure how I got here
Or how this ring on my left hand just appeared outta nowhere
I gotta go take the chips and the Pinto and hit the road
They say what happens here, stays here, all of this will disappear

There’s just one little problem

[Chorus:]
I don’t even know my last name
Oh My momma would be so ashamed
It started off, “hey cutie where you from”
And then it turned into “oh no, what have I done”
And I don’t even know my last name

What have I done
What have I done
What have I done

Oh, what have I done
I don’t even know my last name

Well it turned into, oh no what have I done
And I don’t even know my last name
Yea, Yeah, Yeah

I don’t even know my last name
It started off “hey cutie where you from”
And then it turned into, oh no what have I done
And I don’t even know my last name
Oh, yeah

By: KPH

KPH — Fri, 23 Jan 2009 14:56:49 +0000

I love that song Linny. His whole CD is good it has a Southern Rock feel to most of the tunes.

By: Woodpappy

Woodpappy — Fri, 23 Jan 2009 14:51:00 +0000

I agree with you guys, There was no “threat”. Us Southerners always say Bye Bye and Ya’ll be Careful now!

By: KPH

KPH — Fri, 23 Jan 2009 14:44:15 +0000

There ya go Mike, Looks like we have a country theme going today.

By: Nana

Nana — Fri, 23 Jan 2009 14:42:05 +0000

KPH and MikeS – ya’ll got some country soul going on here today. Keep the lyrics rolling for all of us Southern folk!!!!

Oh dear, now I singing both songs in my head.

By: linny ,,,=^..^=,,,

linny ,,,=^..^=,,, — Fri, 23 Jan 2009 14:41:50 +0000

in line with the songs already quoted, have any of you listened to Bucky Covington’s cd? He has a great one, imho, “A Different World” … i should get the lyrics for you….

A Different World
Bucky Covington

We were born to mothers who smoked and drank
Our cribs were covered in lead based paint
No child proof lids no seat belts in cars
Rode bikes with no helmets and still here we are, still here we are
We got daddy’s belt when we misbehaved
Had three TV channels you got up to change
No video games and no satellite
All we had were friends and they were outside, playin’ outside

Chorus
It was a different life
When we were boys and girls
Not just a different time
It was a different world

School always started the same every day
The pledge of allegiance then someone would pray
Not every kid made the team when they tried
We got disappointed and that was all right, we turned out all right

Chorus

Bridge
No bottled water, we drank from a garden hose
And every Sunday, all the stores were closed

Chorus

Chorus

It was a different world