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Dear Friends,
I'm sure many of you were wondering about the lyrics to "Rocky Top", which were posted here earlier in the month. In particular, those of you living north of the Mason-Dixon line may need some help with translation of the State Song of Tennessee. So I present:
Rocky Top, translated for Northern consumption
Wish that I was on Ol' Rocky Top down in the Tennessee Hills
(I wish I was on top of a not-very-tall
mountain with unforgiving soil conditions)
Aint no smoggy smoke on Rocky Top; Aint no telephone bills
(Like all mountaintops, it's windy and freezing;
like most of Tennessee, it has no telephone service)
Once I had a girl on Ol Rocky Top; Half bear the other half
cat;
(Here in Tennessee, we are not strangers
to bestiality)
Wild as a mink and sweet as soda pop. I still dream about that.
(This partucular creature didn't have all
her teeth, I still suffer nightmares from having made her acquaintance)
(Chorus)
Rocky Top Youll always be Home Sweet Home to Me
(I can't afford bus fare out of the county,
let alone the state)
Good Ol' Rocky Top
(The unchallenging simplicity of the view
stimulates me in a positive manner)
Rocky Top Tennessee
(It's not actually a town, this part of
the lyrics was designed to fool visitors)
Rocky Top Tennessee
(We enjoy fooling visitors; we have a problem
with the educated)
Once two strangers climbed Ol' Rocky Top looking for a moonshine
still
(We know they weren't from around here;
they had all their teeth)
Strangers aint come down from Rocky Top; Reckon they never
will
(Ever see "Deliverance"?)
Corn wont grow at all on Rocky Top; Dirts too rocky by far
(The object of all this repetitive rhapsodizing
is a huge mound of gravelly dirt)
Thats why all the folks on Rocky Top get their corn in a jar
(We're all constantly drunk)
(Chorus)
Ive had years of cramped up city life;Trapped like a duck in
a pen
(I've been to Memphis. Who puts waterfowl
in a pen? The same people who would cross-breed a bear and a cat,
that's who)
All I know is its a pity life cant be simple again.
(Apparently, there are no caves on Rocky
Top)
(Chorus)




































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