Story Behind The Song

This songwriter of limited intellect and talent attempts to transcend his hillbilly roots and fails miserably. He is doomed to an afterlife in the company of Bill Monroe and Ralph Carter eternally singing thru his nose about tawdry subjects such as barnya

Song Description

Stupid frustrated Hillbilly

Lyrics

some folks sing about being blue
some folks sing about burning love
some folks write about stuff theyve seen
and others stuff they saw
but when I grab my old guitar and try to find my deepest heart
every song I ever write sounds like turkey in the straw

Turkey in the straw, tukey in the hay
those awful words wont go away
Iguess I should get over it but other lyrics just dont fit
I cant do no better I'm a fool for turkey in the straw

I can fix my teeth and go to work
cut my hair and wash my shirt
I could get a manicure and give up alcohol
I could wear a suit and tie
and give my shoes a pretty shine
but every song I ever write
sounds like turkey in the straw

Tukey in the straw, turkey in the hay
those awful words just wreck my day
I start out fine with words that fit and then I cant remember shit
and by the time the tune is done its always turkey in the straw