I lay in the back of the station wagon counting the lights on the highways as they pass by my window, my ears arte filled with the familiars sounds of Willie Nelson Loretta Lynn, Conway Twitty George Jones Dolly Parton As a kid I could imagine how big her tits were, and how sad these songs were to my ears. I wondered if these people would make it this time and triumph over these problems, I wondered what a Whiskey River tasted like, and then there was that ever problem of being the coward of the County, why would someone not defend themselves and make these stupid promises to your dad not fight because it leads to bigger problems I couldn't promise my dad anything, because I could remember the so many times he was a disappointment throughout my life, So bossy, and he always got the last word, till eventually he was a shell of man who secretly drank and hardly talked or did anything with the family. The final straw was his mistress and the nice house she lived in. She was older then my mother and she had money. I understand a man going through a midlife crisis buying nice cars and finding a younger woman with nice tits and a sweet ass. I understand these things It's a midlife crisis Instead this woman was old, lived in a Log Cabin House with a wide screen tv and I think back all those times We lived in Shit. With a low flush toilet two bed rooms added on to which it used to be the back portch. During the Winters it was cold and I was proned to colds and ear infections and I remember how hot it was in the summer times I always thought we were poor because He told us so, even though he was a supervisor of the company he worked for In the back seat of the station wagon win I dreamed about a better life I learned about heartache and despair and cowboys nearly drinking themselves to death, people telling their bosses to shove it, I learned that a women didn't mind if men ate crackers in bed, I learned the devil frequently goes to Georgia, tempting people with golden fiddles I learned that woman should stand by her man no matter what I learned that he stopped loving her today I now know when to hold ‘em, in case I'm ever in a gambling situation and most importantly I've learned shooting people just to watch them die has serious consequences, so I made a mental note not to ever play with guns On a dark highway with only the green light of dashboard I learned to never play with guns