Ray Stevens - The higher education of ole blue
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The Higher Education of Ole Blue
written by C.W. Kalb, Jr.
Album: "Classic Ray Stevens"
[Intro]
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[Verse]
Well my Cdaddy was a backwoods self-made type
Never Fwent to school, couldn't read nor write
But made a fCortune sellin' hogs, and was G7suspicious of education
So when CI told him I was goin' off to scool
He said "well Fyou listen to me you dumb cityfied fool
So doCn't expect no help from me son, and no G7financial reminerCation"
Now my Gdad was tight but he loved his dogs, that's Ctrue
Yeah and his D7favorite of the pack was called Ole GBlue
So I Ccalled my dad when I got to college
I said "FDad I know you don't think much of human knowledge
But Cthey got a course down here where they can teach dogs to G7speak, yeah
Now I dCon't mean speak like bark for a bone
Nah Fthey say these dogs can carry on
An Cintelligent conversation and some eG7ven go on to tCeach, yeah
And when I Gheard of that course of course I thought of Cyou
And how gD7reat it'd be for you to sit and talk to OGle Blue"
Well the lCine fell silent and I thought all was lost
But he Ffinally spoke up said "what's that cost?"
I said "CDad it's a bargain at five thousaG7nd per semester"
Well Che didn't balk and he didn't complain
'n Ole FBlue showed up on the very next train
And tChat's how my dad bG7ecame the priority Cinvestor
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In the Chigher education Fof Ole CBlue
A story that if it's not at D7all to be Gtrue
About a C7fiscal windfall situation Fof my very own creation
The Cinspiration Amthat I call the eCducation Gof Ole CBlue
CAnd the money just kept on rollin' in, ha ha ha
CFor 8 semesters, forty thousand dollars, woo!
CWell all too soon time to graduate
The Fday had dawned I'd come to hate
The Cday I had to go home and face my G7dad
When I Cstepped off the train he said "where's Ole Blue?
FPhew! Phew! Phew! boy come here I wanna talk to you!
And I swCallowed hard and said Pop I've got some G7news and I'm 'fraid it's Cbad
You see comin' Ghome on the train Ole Blue was smokin' his pipe
And Creadin' the New York Times
When he tD7ook off his glasses, looked over and said
'Boy are you Gaware of all your daddy's crimes?'
"Then he said 'he's a Cmass murderer just ask Denny Hog
And he's Ftreated my mama just like a dog
And rCubbed my nose in stuff you wouldn't believe, made me G7sleep on the hard cold ground
But I can Ctalk now and his days are through
'Cause I'm gFonna tell your mama a thing or two
About his sCecret drinkin' habits, yeah and his aG7ffair with the Widow CBrown'
And when I Gheard Blue says those things Pop, somethin' Csnapped inside my brain
So I D7grabbed him up and I strangled him and I Gthrowed him off the train, yeah"
Well my dCad looked at me his eyes ablaze
And his Fface contorted like somebody crazed
And it dCidn't look like he'd believed a word G7I'd said
Then he Cgrabbed my coat, pulled me up real close
F N/C
Said "boy there's just one thing I wanna know
Are you Creal sure that no-good lyin' fG7leabag is dCead?", and that's
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The Cinspiration tAmhat I call the eCducation Gof Ole CBlue F G C