Wut ol' Jones sounds like
Y'all have seen me write this way in die-a-lekt fir quite some time now, and tho sum-a ye have told me it's offputtin' t' ye, I've explained t' y'all why I dohn't give a shit.
Y'all need t' hear wut I sound like however, an Appallachin Reb trainsplainted t' Colorader, in th' form-a this here videar with accompanyin' trainscript. Y'all'll see that I got it down pait:
(Musical Intro:
Eyyyyyyyyyy. . .
Some come crippled and some came lame,
Some come walking in Jesus' name;
If you get there afore I do,
Just tell my friends I'm a-comin’, too.
I wanna be ready
I wanna be ready
I wanna be ready, Lord
To walk in Jerusalem just like John)
My mom used-ta have-a. . .
Ever’ time that they’d come up ahr-ta play music ait th’ house. . .
She’d. . .’em guys’d ey'd always brang-a jar-a likker with ‘em.
Make music all night lohng – banjer, GITtar, fiddle – all night lohng.
She’d git her a little pint jar ‘n she’d go ‘round aiskin’ if they’d, if they’d give her some-a-att likker t’make medicine out of, ‘n a-course they wud.
(Musical interlude:
Well I ain't got no use for your red apple
juice.
Ain't got no honey baby now.
Ain't got no honey baby now. . .)
See it boils in-ahr, ‘n thin it boils in here agin’.
Att-way it gits distilled two tahms ohn one run.
‘N, th’ purpose of-iss stump kaig is t’ ketch any water that mite boil up outta yir maish, or fusal oil, or anythang like-att that ye dohn’t want t’ go ohn over in yir likker, it ketches it in-iss kaig, ‘n-inn th’ steam comes up, hits-iss ‘n travels agin’ over-att worm sittin’ in-att bahrrell-a cold water, ‘n whin it hits-att cold water it turns into-a likwid, comes out thar at th’ bottom 180 proof.
Naw th’ purpose-a this, it’s t’ keep ye cap from a-blowin’ ohff. Cuz ere’s a lotta pressure that-a gits built up in-att little thang, ‘n if ye ain’t got that rock a-layin’ ohn-ahr it’d put it up in a-top-a ‘em damn trees.
Snaggle-Tooth Jones
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gave me goosebumbs listening to the music.love bluegrass,love the simplicity of the mountain ways. wish i could be there.