Momma didn’t care much for George “Possum”  Jones.

His songs were about bars, honky tonks, women of questionable virtue, and (gasp) drinking.  Eddie Arnold was more her type.

But, I liked me some Jones.  That unmistakeable voice that was Jones.

This is one of many songs by The possum, and it’s one of my favorites.


5 Responses

  1. I challenge anyone to fund a bad song by George Jones. Can’t. Be. Done.

  2. Dang it. *find*

  3. Yes, he was a stinker in in younger years but I do enjoy his music. I’m pretty sure he probably regretted much of his past … but who doesn’t? I’ll always regret not going to him and Tammy Wynette in concert way back when they got together to tour again later in their lives.

  4. He had a good long run. R.I.P.
    While I knew who he was and was cool with what he was doing, I was just never interested in that genre of music.

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