This is the kind of song I think you would have heard on AM radio driving across the country in a rusty old pickup truck with a three-on-the-tree, that backfires between gears, driving past endless flatlands past cornfields somewhere in the Midwest.
"Hey, well I'm the friendly stranger in the black sedan Oh won't you hop inside my car I got pictures, got candy, I am a lovable man I'd like to take you to the nearest star I'm your vehicle baby I'll take you anywhere you wanna go I'm your vehicle woman By now I'm sure you know That I love ya (love you) I need ya (need you) I want to, got to have you child Great God in heaven, you know I love you."
I need some white trash music 🎶 about burning shit 🔥 for a Monday morning.
I concede listening to Oliver Anthony may be a bad influence, but his music is so good. I mean he lives the good life.
Well I ain't gotta dollar
But I don't need a dime
I've got a little spot in the country
Where I spend all my time
And when the Sun goes down
On this itty bitty town
We can light up a bowl and pass it around
Cause I ain't got a dollar
But I don't need a dimeNow the rain could be falling
Or the sun shining down
As long as my old truck still fires on up
And there's crops growing in the ground
We'll have to pick some muscadines right off the vines
Get a little yeast and make a little wine
Cause I ain't got a dollar
But I don't need a dime
As I noted last night, this is a powerful song that brought Senator Bobby Kennedy to tears when he heard Phil Ochs preform it in the mid-1960s. Even more then a half century later, it's an incredibly powerful song about the death of John F. Kennedy and other great leaders.