I am continuing a series on the lyrics of my new CD, “Uncle Vance’s Guitar” (listen to samples and buy downloads or CD here. See and buy all my CDs here
Aunt Johnnie is a real person. She was my “cool Aunt” growing up. Meaning, she was just barely older than all the cousins. She was Grandmaw’s little late gift in life, the final of eight children. One time during a visit, she got Grandpaw’s old car, I seem to remember it was a Dodge, but I may be wrong, and loaded all us kids up and off we went, down a little dirt road that ran beside the country store my grandparents ran. It had those old gas pumps (Gulf brand, regular and premium only, leaded all) where white numbers on a black background turned slowly while your gas went in. Johnnie was maybe 13, 14, years old, but off we went. Crazy. That we survived was a miracle. Anyway, this is one of those songs that sort of “came out” one day, and it has been a lot of fun in concert for the crowds, who remember those less-regulated, more life threatening days! Johnnie had a birthday this week. Happy birthday, Aunt Johnnie!
Down the Dirt Road With Aunt Johnnie
with Brent Warren, Don Wendorf, Rachel Turner and Mark Weldon
Hop in the Dodge, pedal to the floor
Down the old dirt road next to Grampa’s store
Hole in the backseat floor and the road flies by
Aunt Johnnie starts laughing and so do I
Riding Down the Dirt Road With Aunt Johnnie
Jump the railroad tracks with Aunt Johnny
Its three fourths scary and one half funny
Better hold on for your dear life, honey
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Aunt Johnnie’s not much older than us.
She didn’t tell his mama when Andy cussed
Cigarette hanging from her pretty mouth
Weaving between the ditches in the old time South Chorus
Rocks go flying, to and fro
Dust clouds telling the whole world where we go
Mama don’t know, papa don’t know
She got no license but she sure can go! Chorus
Carload of Kids too young to drive
Back before seatbelts kept us alive
Sure got a crazy look in her eye.
Don’t know if we’ll live or die. Chorus
Stop at the haunted house, far from town
Say there’s a murdered man’s ghost walking around
Say he was lookin’ for a boy a lot like you,
Run for your life just in case its true Chorus
Riding down the dirt road
with Aunt Johnnie!
One thought on “Down the Dirt Road, Aunt Johnnie!”
I looove that song – I could just substitute different names from my family and it would read pretty much the same!! J
Shirley A. Richards, D.Min., LPC
“ReCreation” Care and Counseling
Licensed Professional Counselor
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Birmingham, AL 35216
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