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As a real life father, I was really touched by this original buckhorn song about a father's love for his son. It's probably my favorite of his great songs. His version is called These Things and I thought it was removed until Lennon714 spotted it. What a great tune- go download it now!
I took a perfectly wonderful country western cowboy campfire tune and turned it into something a little more electro-pop (imagine that). I dropped a section where he had some magnificent strumming chord changes alongside with his howling oohs and ahhhs which I was unable to recreate no matter how hard I howled.
I did not modify the lyrics, even though I think poo poo head might be considered explicit.
I have a few more covers in the works that I hope to post in the near future.
I took a perfectly wonderful country western cowboy campfire tune and turned it into something a little more electro-pop (imagine that). I dropped a section where he had some magnificent strumming chord changes alongside with his howling oohs and ahhhs which I was unable to recreate no matter how hard I howled.
I did not modify the lyrics, even though I think poo poo head might be considered explicit.
I have a few more covers in the works that I hope to post in the near future.
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Lyrics
your stuck with me
your stuck with me forever
and heaven knows how these things go
you could have done much better
your mama couldn't keep you
her nasty habits took their toll
she skipped parole
I'll write it on a stone
carve it in a tree
you'll never be alone
if there's breath in me
and though you ain't my own
you'll always be my little baby
you poo poo head
you always drive me crazy
tear out my hair and rip my shirt
the situations so hazy
your mama couldn't stay here
she took the truck it's your bad luck
you're stuck with me
even when you're
six foot one
you'll always be my
fine young son
until the cuckoo birds all come
you'll always be my little baby
your stuck with me forever
and heaven knows how these things go
you could have done much better
your mama couldn't keep you
her nasty habits took their toll
she skipped parole
I'll write it on a stone
carve it in a tree
you'll never be alone
if there's breath in me
and though you ain't my own
you'll always be my little baby
you poo poo head
you always drive me crazy
tear out my hair and rip my shirt
the situations so hazy
your mama couldn't stay here
she took the truck it's your bad luck
you're stuck with me
even when you're
six foot one
you'll always be my
fine young son
until the cuckoo birds all come
you'll always be my little baby
cjdaley
the original, but this was made for you and I'm not surprised you went for the most radical-sounding adpatation of the tune. The synths give a happy, childish edge to the song, especially those wavy ones. It all has a contagious, positive effect.