Mood Music Part Quatro

Well my mental jukebox stopped at:



Looks like it was a good day.

You will have to excuse the tone of this set of videos,
as I get older and more of my friends and family pass away,
(we just lost a good friend today unexpectedly and she was only in her early 40's)
these songs hold more and more meaning....
A few I just found.





This one is for you Mel,
this was way to soon.


I had to wipe tears away after that..
It fit.

Ok....more...maybe something more uplifting...
Please excuse the rambling in this post, I am posting as I listen,
a good way to vent.



This is for her old man,
he's gonna need a lot of help when he comes back.




Damn....

So I was telling my grown sons that when I was little 4-5 years old



I loved this song & would stomp & sing my little girl heart out along with Jerry Reed. They listen to the song busted up laughing and told me they loved it!



Yeah, here comes Amos
Now Amos Moses was a Cajun
He lived by himself in the swamp
He hunted alligator for a living
He'd just knock them in the head with a stomp
The Louisiana law gonna get you, Amos
It ain't legal hunting alligator down in the swamp, boy
Now everyone blamed his old man
For making him mean as a snake
When Amos Moses was a boy
His daddy would use him for alligator bait
Tie a rope around his waist, throw him in the swamp
Alligator bait in the Louisiana bayou
About forty-five minutes southeast of Thibodeaux, Louisiana
Lived a man called Doc Mill South and his pretty wife Hannah
Well, they raised up a son that could eat up his weight in groceries
Named him after a man of the cloth
Called him Amos Moses, yeah
Now the folks around south Louisiana
Said Amos was a hell of a man
He could trap the biggest, the meanest alligator
And he'd just use one hand
That's all he got left 'cause an alligator bit it
Left arm gone clean up to the elbow
Well the sheriff caught wind that Amos was in the swamp trapping alligator skin
So he snuck in the swamp gonna get the boy
But he never come out again
Well I wonder where the Louisiana sheriff went to
Well you can sure get lost in the Louisiana bayou
About forty-five minutes southeast of Thibodeaux, Louisiana
Lived a cat called Doc Mill South and his pretty wife Hannah
Well, they raised up a son that could eat up his weight in groceries
Named him after a man of the cloth
Called him Amos Moses
Sit down on 'em Amos!
Make it count son
About forty-five minutes southeast of Thibodeaux, Louisiana
Lived a man called Doc Mill South and his pretty wife Hannah

originally posted by: olaru12

Fine songs are a dime a dozen on a music thread.

Great tunes for a long drive…

a reply to: SeekingDepth

It is all about you.

Move forward or not, or somewhere else.

a reply to: InTheLight
Love that song

a reply to: InTheLight

Are ya really alive??

- JC