Cheatin' Songs

   I passed a ‘Lincoln Park Inn’  in Santa Monica one day…. and I thought of this song.

   Now, whenever I think of Santa Monica, this song comes to mind….

 

  The song below is recorded by Bobby Bare…
  It was written by Tom T Hall

 

 

 

‘Margie’s at the Lincoln Park Inn’
~Tom T. Hall~

 

My name’s in the paper where I took the Boy Scouts to hike
My hands’re all dirty from working on my little boy’s bike
The preacher came by and I talked for a minute with him
My wife’s in the kitchen and Margie’s at the Lincoln Park Inn.

And I know why she’s there cause I’ve been there before
But I made her a promise that I wouldn’t cheat anymore
I tried to ignore it but I know she’s in there my friend
My mind’s on a number and Margie’s at the Lincoln Park Inn.

Next Sunday it’s my turn to speak to the young people’s class
They expect answers to all of the questions they ask
What would they say if I spoke on a modern day sin
And all of the Margies at all of the Lincoln Park Inns.

The bike is all fixed and my little boy’s in bed asleep
His little old puppy is curled in a ball at my feet
My wife’s baking cookies to feed to the Bridge Club again
I’m almost out of cigarettes and Margie’s at the Lincoln Park Inn.

And I know why she’s there..

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Carroll County Accident

 

 

‘The Carroll County Accident’
~Porter Wagner~ 

 

Carroll County’s pointed out as kinda square
The biggest thing that happens is the county fair
I guess that’s why it seems like such a big event
What we all call the Carroll County accident

The wreck was on the highway just inside the line
Walter Browning lost his life and for a time
It seemed that Mary Ellen Jones would surely die
But she lived long enough for her to testify

Walter Browning was a happy married man
And he wore a golden wedding ring upon his hand
But it was gone nobody knew just where it went
He lost it in the Carroll County accident

Mary Ellen testified he flagged her down
Said he was sick and could she drive him into town
No one even doubted what she said was true
Cause she was well respected in the county too

I went down to see the wreck like all the rest
The bloody seats the broken glass the tangled mess
But I found something no one else had even seen
Behind the dash in Mary’s crumpled up machine

A little matchbox circled by a rubber band
And inside the ring from Walter Browning’s hand
It took a while to figure out just what it meant
The truth about the Carroll County accident

By dark of night I dropped the ring into a well
And took a sacred oath that I would never tell
The truth about the Carroll County accident
Cause the county ordered dead a marble monument

I lost him in the Carroll County accident

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‘It’s Four in the Morning’

~Faron Young~ 

 

 

 

Yeah…..
when I was a youngster songs like this were aggravating…
all the old folks listened to them.

Odd how I’ve grown into them….
I guess I’m moving on into that ‘old folks’ category

slow and easy….
just like the years roll on by