Charlie Daniels, dead at 83

GT_EE78

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RIP Charlie Daniels, play that golden fiddle with the Lord’s angels.
 

GT_EE78

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Lyrics

What this world needs is a few more rednecks
Some people with the nerve to take the stand
What this world needs is a little more respect
For the Lord and the law and the workin man

We could use a little peace and satisfaction
Some good people up front to take the lead
A little less talk and a little more action
And a few more rednecks is what we need

I was raised on beans and cornbread
And I like my chicken fried
Yes, I drive a pick-up truck
And Im full of American pride

I keep a Bible on my table
I got a flag out on my lawn
And I dont believe in mindin
No ones business but my own

And I love them Rambo movies
I think they make a lot of sense
And its a shame ole John Wayne
Didnt live to run for president

And I dont care what nobody says
I dont trust ole Gorbachev
And I dont know who turned him on
But its time to turn him off

What this world needs is a few more rednecks
Some people with the nerve to take a stand
What this world needs is a little more respect
For the Lord and the law and the workin man

We could use a little peace and satisfaction
Some good people up front to take the lead
A little less talk and a little more action
And a few more rednecks is what we need

Now theyre tryin to take my guns away
And that would be just fine
If you take em away from the criminals first
Ill gladly give ya mine

And I dont mind payin taxes
But it makes my temper itch
When my hard earned money goes
To make some politician rich

What most people call a redneck
Aint nothin but a workin man
And he makes his livin by the sweat of his brow
And the calluses on his hands

Now you intellectuals may not like it
But there aint nothin that you can do
‘Cause theres a whole lot more of us common folks
Then there ever will be of you

What this world needs is a few more rednecks
Some people with the nerve take a stand
What this world needs is a little more respect
For the Lord and the law and the workin man

We could use a little peace and satisfaction
Some good people up front to take the lead
Need a little less talk and a little more action
And a few more rednecks is what we need

Thats what we need
And a few more rednecks is what we need

-Charlie Daniels
 

TechPreacher

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I ain't nothin' but a simple man
They call me a redneck, I reckon that I am
But there's things going on that make me mad down to the core
I have to work like a dog to make ends meet
And there's crooked politicians and crime in the street
And I'm madder an' hell and I ain't gonna take it no more

We tell our kids to just say no
Then some panty waist judge lets a drug dealer go
Slaps him on the wrist and then he turns him back out on the town
Now if I had my way with people sellin' dope
I'd take a big tall tree and a short piece of rope
I'd hang 'em up high and let 'em swing 'til the sun goes down

Well, you know what's wrong with the world today
People done gone and put their bible's away
And they're living by the law of the jungle not the law of the land
The good book says it so I know it's the truth
An eye for and eye and a tooth for a tooth
You better watch where you're going and remember where you been
That's the way I see it, I'm a simple man

Now I'm the kinda man that'd not harm a mouse
But if I catch somebody breakin' in my house
I've got twelve gage shotgun waiting on the other side
So don't go pushing me against my will
I don't want to have to fight you but I dern sure will
So if you don't want trouble then you'd better just pass me on by

As far as I'm concerned there ain't no excuse
For the raping and the killing and the child abuse
And I've got a way to put an end to all of that mess
Yeah just take them rascals out in the swamp
You put 'em on their knees and tie 'em to a stump
Let the rattlers and the bugs and the alligators do the rest

Well you know what's wrong with the world today
People done gone and put their bible's away
They're living by the law of the jungle not the law of the land
The good book says it so I know it's the truth
An eye for and eye and a tooth for a tooth
You better watch where you're going and remember where you been
That's the way I see it, I'm a simple man
Better watch where you're going and remember where you been
That's the way I see it, I'm a simple man
 

takethepoints

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Well … since we are doing Charlie's lyrics, let's include his first hit, shall we?

I was takin' a trip out to LA
Toolin' along in my Chevrolet
Tokin' on a number and diggin' on the radio

Jes' as I cross the Mississippi line
I heard that highway start to whine
And I knew that left rear tire was about to go

Well the spare was flat and I got uptight
'Cause there wasn't a fillin' station in sight
So I jes' limped down the shoulder on the rim

I went as far as I could and when I stopped the car
It was right in front of this little bar
A kind of a redneck lookin' joint called the Dew Drop Inn

Well I stuffed my hair up under my hat
And told the bartender that I had a flat
And would he be kind enough to give me change for a one

There was one thing I was sure proud to see
There wasn't a soul in the place 'cept for him an' me
And he just looked disgusted an' pointed toward the telephone

I called up the station down the road a ways
And he said he wasn't very busy t'day
And he could have somebody there in jest 'bout ten minutes or so

He said now you jes' stay right where yer at and I didn't bother
Tellin' the durn fool
I sure as hell didn't have anyplace else to go

I just ordered up a beer and sat down at the bar
When some guy walked in an' said who owns this car
With the peace sign the mag wheels and four on the floor

Well he looked at me and I damn near died
And I decided that I'd jus wait outside
So I layed a dollar on the bar and headed for the door

Jes' when I thought I'd get outta there with my skin
These five big dude come strollin' in
With this one old drunk chick and some fella with green teeth

An' I was almost to the door when the biggest one
Said you tip your hat to this lady son
An' when I did all that hair fell out from underneath

Now the last thing I wanted was to get into a fight
In Jackson Mississippi on a Saturday night
'Specially when there was three of them and only one of me

Well they all started laughin' and I felt kinda sick
And I knew I'd better think of somethin' pretty quick
So I jes' reached out an' kicked ol' green-teeth right in the knee

He let out a yell that'd curl your hair
But before he could move I grabbed me a chair
And said watch him folks 'cause he's a thouroughly dangerous man

Well you may not know it but this man's a spy
He's an undercover agent for the FBI
And he's been sent down here to infiltrate the Ku Klux Klan

He was still bent over holdin' on to his knee
But everyone else was lookin' and listenin' to me
And I layed it on thicker and heavier as I went

I said would you beleive this man has gone as far
As tearin' Wallace stickers off the bumpers of cars
And he voted for George McGoveren for president

Well he's a friend of them long-haired hippie type pinko fags
I betcha he's even got a Commie flag
Tacked up on the wall inside of his garage

He's a snake in the grass I tell ya guys
He may look dumb but that's jus a disguise
He's a mastermind in the ways of espionage

They all started lookin' real suspicious at him
And he jumped up an' said jes' wait a minute Jim
You know he's lyin' I've been livin' here all of my life

I'm a faithfull follower of Brother John Burch
And I belong to the Antioch Baptist Church
And I ain't even got a garage you can call home and ask my wife

Then he started sayin' somethin' 'bout the way I was dressed
But I didn't wait around to hear the rest
I was too busy movin' and hopin' I didn't run outta luck

And when I hit the ground I was makin' tracks
And they were jes' takin' my car down off the jacks
So I threw the man a twenty an' jumped in an' fired that mother up

Mario Andretti woulda sure been proud
Of the way I was movin' when I passed that crowd
Comin' out the door and headin' toward me in a trot

An' I guess I shoulda gone ahead an' run
But somehow I couldn't resist the fun
Of chasin' them jes' once around the parkin' lot

Well they're headin' for their car but I hit the gas
And spun around and headed them off at the pass
Well I was slingin' gravel and puttin' a ton of dust in the air

Well I had them all out there steppin' an' a fetchin'
Like their heads were on fire and their asses was catchin'
But I figured I oughta go ahead an split before the cops got there

When I hit the road I was really wheelin'
Had gravel flyin' and rubber squeelin'
An' I didn't slow down 'til I was almost to Arkansas

I think I'm gonna re-route my trip
I wonder if anybody'd think I'd flipped
If I went to LA via Omaha!

That's "Uneasy Rider", his first and still, imho, his best. Anybody who can write lyrics like:

Now the last thing I wanted was to get into a fight
In Jackson Mississippi on a Saturday night
'Specially when there was three of them and only one of me

Is a great lose. I never blamed him for the turn he took to the right; he was a country singer at heart and that's what his audience wanted. Here's the actual tune in a live performance:


It's really good!



 
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