I don't dance no more. Boy howdy, did I ever love to go danc'n. Do the Texas two step....my way. Twirl that little honey all round the dance floor, in an' out of traffic...stomp my feet..."git out the way, here come the old Billy Bob". Do the cotton eye Joe too. Rock an' roll....or what ever they call it now days. Get right in amungst a bunch of college girls an' git down an' dirty. I were a danc'n fool.....if'n I was lit up a little bit.
That was just one of the things I used to be able to do.
I was sit' over there on the couch last night an' got to think'n bout all the excit'n stuff I done in my lifetime. It's all gone now ya know....pooof, just like that. The old body just ain't up to that kind of stuff no more. An' that make me mad, pissed off....make me wanna squeeze a freak'n grape. "Where the hell did I leave my wheelchair?"
I sure was happy to get up this morn'n. It was warm (bout 65 degs), an' a little later the sun come out for a bit. You know what that means. Golf ball swak'n.....Yeee haw!!! But not today. It rained ya know, so the course is gonna be wet....an' muddy where there ain't no grass. Well, you can play in mud if'n ya want to, but it ain't no fun. The ways I see it, it will take all weekend for the course to be playable. I'm think'n Monday morn'n would be a perfect day for swak'n golf balls. Oh wait, the wind gonna blow Monday. Sunday mor'n maybe?
That was just one of the things I used to be able to do.
I was sit' over there on the couch last night an' got to think'n bout all the excit'n stuff I done in my lifetime. It's all gone now ya know....pooof, just like that. The old body just ain't up to that kind of stuff no more. An' that make me mad, pissed off....make me wanna squeeze a freak'n grape. "Where the hell did I leave my wheelchair?"
I sure was happy to get up this morn'n. It was warm (bout 65 degs), an' a little later the sun come out for a bit. You know what that means. Golf ball swak'n.....Yeee haw!!! But not today. It rained ya know, so the course is gonna be wet....an' muddy where there ain't no grass. Well, you can play in mud if'n ya want to, but it ain't no fun. The ways I see it, it will take all weekend for the course to be playable. I'm think'n Monday morn'n would be a perfect day for swak'n golf balls. Oh wait, the wind gonna blow Monday. Sunday mor'n maybe?
Women doing the cotton eyed joe
ReplyDeleteYou talking about the Cotton Eyed Joe and the Texas Two Step brings back memories of when I first moved to Texas.
ReplyDeleteYeah I remember that on your blog. Oh wait.....no I don't.
DeleteSunday, Monday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday? Hmmmm
ReplyDeleteBack in my younger and more limber days, I used to love to go dancing! Only dancing I do anymore is to get to the john on time in the morning!
ReplyDeleteBet you can still dance up a storm.
ReplyDeleteI not a country dancer...though I may think I am when I am in Terlingua...but I sure can Disco!
Lets dance!
Darn, need to read before I hit the publish button :(
DeleteI meant to say... " I am not a country western dancer".
What is the latest on Walter?
DeleteOh yeah those good ole days, great memories, still like to try......
ReplyDeleteLike that warm weather.
My 10 yo niece taught me the cotton eyed joe, and the shautice(?) I was rock and roll, some slow stuff too. One of my favs to slow dance to, was,,Lost in the 50s.
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