(Fast paced, modern country song with prominent guitars)
Mama had her gall stones out;
She kept them in a jar.
They looked like big, fat olives
So I put them on the bar.
One day we found our drunk Aunt Tess
Unconscious on the floor...
Mama saw the empty jar
And bolted for the door!
Daddy called up nine one one.
They came and got Aunt Tess.
While she was in the ambulance
She threw up on her dress.
They pumped her out and dumped the stones
In a bio-hazard bin,
But she could smell the alcohol
And downed them all again!
(guitar break: 16 bars sizzling telecaster,
16 bars soaring steel guitar, 16 bars duel and duet)
Tess no longer drinks martinis,
Mom feels really bad.
But Tess told me, "Those olives were
The best I ever had!"
"Nothing can compare with those."
But soon she'll have some more;
The doc took my gall bladder out,
And I'm still kinda sore.
My stones are all the size and shape
My Mom remembers well.
I'll put the jar upon the bar
And never, ever tell!
(guitar solo, fade)
Dedicated to Betty Castleberry, who wrote in her blog that there are no songs about gall stones.
2 comments:
Wow--thanks Betty for inspiring this...er...originality.
This is a wond---er, excuse me--I need to lie down.
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