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.
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I challenge anyone to fund a bad song by George Jones. Can’t. Be. Done.
Dang it. *find*
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.
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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