The Words.

We like a good tune much as the next guy, but some folks listen to the words, too. This is them. Click on a song title to skip down to it.

Walk The Chalk Line (Judeen Chalk)
He walked in lookin’ good and lookin’ for a real good time
I said “now don’t you come on with a come on
unless you plan to tow the line”
I like to do things my way and what Belva wants Belva gets
It ain’t that I can’t compromise I just haven’t had to yet
CHORUS Walk / Walk the Chalk line
Do it my way / we’ll be doin’ just fine
Walk / walk the Chalk line
If you wanna be mine you’ll walk
The Chalk line
My old man thought he’d try layin’ down the law with me
I said “now boy all that’s gonna get ya is to be my used-to-be”
I think what we have here is failure to communicate
I believe in second chances but for you it’s just too late
(to)
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Someone asked the question
“Can’t we all just get along?”
It really ain’t no mystery just listen to this song
And walk
Look to the east / Look to the west / Look no further my way is best
(Walk)
There’ll be no need to fuss or fight / once you start admittin’ I’m always right
(Walk)
Say no to drugs and yes to he Chalks / you’ll walk a lot straighter when you do the walk
Come on and
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(hand clap and booty slap right long with us on this part)
Chalk It Up
Boll Weevil (Judeen Chalk)
Daddy quit providing when he took up with the bottle
Mama quit a-waitin’ round and took a job instead
She tried sellin’ hair nets at a road side stand
Business died due to lack of demand
I took it ’pon myself to get me family fed
I said come on little sister fetch me my gun
You know it’s time for supper gonna get me some
Boll weevil / boll weevil
When you serve it hot you can’t taste the buckshot
Boll weevil’s on the plate whether you like it or not
Daddy couldn’t bring himself to use the pig for pork chops
Mama couldn’t bring herself to use the dog for stew
I ain’t exaggeratin’ y’all the times were tough
That bowl of steam wasn’t fillin’ enough
I did the only thing a hungry girl could do
I said come on little sister fetch me my gun
You know it’s time for supper gonna get me some
Boll weevil / boll weevil
Ain’t bad raw with a side of coleslaw
Boll weevil gonna love it if you didn’t before
Some folks rave about caviar and other fine delicacies
They ain’t tried boll weevil on white bread
topped off with government cheese
Folks say you can’t catch a boll weevil with a shotgun
I say when I take aim ain’t nothin’ gets away
Ya pick out the bullet fragments and ya salt ’em down
Grease up the skillet and toss ’em around
My mouth just starts to water gota get me some today
Hey hey come on little sister fetch me my gun
You know it’s time for supper gonna get me some
Boll weevil / boll weevil
Tastes good fried a little okra on the side
Boll weevil don’t you knock it till you give it a try
Boll weevil / boll weevil Tender and lean a good source of protein ) and riboflavin) Boll weevil once you try it then you’ll know what I mean Boll weevil
Lasso of the Lord (Judeen Chalk additional lyrics Judelle Chalk)
There was a time when I was blind and wayward in my youth
I consorted with the Devil and refused to seek the Truth
It’s like I’s on a buckin’ bronc just destined to go down down down
Then somethin’ took a hold of me and turned my life around
Caught up in the lasso of the Lord
He wrangled my spirit and would not be ignored
Though my ways were wicked my faith He did stir
Caught up in the lasso of my Savior the Lord
Them demons don’t go easily / it took more than one go ’round
But the good Lord grabbed me by the horns and wrestled me to he ground
With my eyes turned ever upward I renounced that life I led
I quit hangin’ ’round with vipers and took to handlin’ snakes instead
Caught up in the lasso of the Lord
I’ve been roped tied and branded of my own accord
I’m a sheep in His flock now / a heifer in His herd
Caught in the lasso of my Savior the Lord
Well my days of passin’ bad checks are through
And my shop liftin’ ways well they’re gone too
I won’t be working’ no more voodoo
I swear to God / Whoa I can’t do that neither
But I’m proud to say I’ve changed my ways and I’m here to testify
That the Lord’s lovin’ lariat saved my sorry hide
I used saddle up with sinners but now Satan’s reins are gone
Strapped on that feed bag of forgiveness and let the Lord’s love spur me on
Caught up in the lass of the Lord
In His heavenly round up my place is restored
I’ll be forever nourished at the trough of His word
Caught up in the lasso of my Savior the Lord
Caught up in the lasso of my Savior the Lord
Caught up / she’s handlin’ snakes now / caught up / she’s proselytizin’
Caught up / she’s spreadin’ the Good Word / caught up in His lasso
Caught up / she’s healin’ the sick now / caught up / she’s makin’ the blind see
Caught up / she’s makin’ the lame walk / caught up in His lasso
Caught up / she’ a mighty fortress / caught up / her circle’s unbroken
Caught up / her grace is amazin’ / caught up in His Lasso
Caught up / she’s walkin’ on water / caught up / she’s a fisher of men now
Caught up / she’s testifyin’ / caught up in His lasso
Caught up / she’s seen the light now / caught up / she’s leadin’ the Praise Team
Caught up / she’s spreadin’ the Good word / caught up in His lasso
Caught up in the lasso of my Savior
Praise the Lord
 
Prayer In Open G (Judeen Chalk)
I used to dream I was dancin’ on your grave
I lived for the day when you would drop dead
But now I know that just ain’t how a Christian behaves
And so I pray that somehow you get real sick instead
You brought my life nothin’ but sufferin’ and pain
So it ain’t much to ask that you suffer the same
Nothin’ fatal just real painful / that’ll still suit my aim
How I pray for the day Pain is your middle name
I planned to waste you for wastin’ our love
But my guardian angel spoke to me from above
Sayin’ “girl you’ll draw a check every month
so long as he draws a breath
It ain’t fiscally sound to cause his untimely death”
So now when I’m nestled all snug in my bed
Thoughts of hemorrhoids and ulcers just dance
And how ’bout scabies / that’s fitting ’cuz y’all are one and the same
How I pray for the day Pain is your middle name
“Vengeance is Mine” sayeth the Lord
So if he’d smite you with colitis, gastritis, phlebitis
I’ll take that as my reward
I had a dream / it’s strange but it’s true
I dreamt that you were a capon with no cock-a doodle-doo
And I took that as a sign that you were fair game
’Cuz I pray for the day Pain is your middle name
How I pray for the day Pain is your / your middle name
Hog Wild & Hog Tied (Judeen Chalk)
Well I’m a God fearin’ woman ain’t got a hatin’ bone
But the Church has done rebuked me cause I got a lovin’ jones
Oh I tried the straight and narrow but it don’t turn out right
Cuz although I seem straight laced by day
I’m strictly black lace by night
I go hog wild when you hog tie me up
Slather me with barbeque and lick me like a pup
A latex suit and steel tip boots makes the slut in me erupt
I go hog wild when you tie me up
No one was suspecting while singing in the choir
That the minister of music and me how we’d conspire
At first it started simple whips and manacles would do
But before I knew what hit me we’s usin’ farm equipment too
I go hog wild when you hog tie me up
Poke me with a cattle prod and turn the voltage up
And I never dreamed a milking machine
could make me feel so dang corrupt
I go hog wild when you tie me up
When our secret was discovered I’s there tethered to a pew
So when the deacon walked in us there was nothin’ I could do
Oh he swore I’d be tormented all the rest of my born days
So I just looked real deep into his eyes
moanin’ ’let me count the ways’
Cuz I go hog wild when you hog tie me up
You know I like the rodeo so baby saddle up
And a good sharp spur is somethin’ I prefer
so jab me hard and ride me rough
I go hog wild when you tie me up
(She goes hog wild when you tie her up)
I go hog wild when you hog tie me up
The Balad of Belva Chalk (Judeen Chalk)
She weren’t no beautiful girl in her teens
With a back brace, head-gear and hand-me-down jeans
All she wanted to be was the home coming queen
It never happened she was just too ugly
But time marches on and now she’s full grown
And the back brace and the head-gear well they’re long gone
Now the men are lining up for the just the chance to gawk
At the little country vixen known as Belva Chalk
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Belva you’re lookin’ so beautiful
Belva you’re lookin’ so fine
Each night they’re drawin’ chalk lines
’Round the bodies that Belva leaves behind
Belva’s popularity’s grown far and wide
She’s got men in the city and countryside
Her commitment to lovin’ is bona fide
She’s got a quota and she aims to fill it
She like ‘em short, tall, thin, fat, white or black
Don’t care if he drives a pick-up or a Cadillac
It don’t take much to get her on her back
To her a pair of pants is an aphrodisiac
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You better be thinkin’ twice about mister / if she says it’s just a fever blister
’Cuz when Belva comes around she likes to do the town
And I mean she likes to do the town
She’s never been to college but the men agree
When it comes to lovin’ Belva’s got Phd.v
Too bad she had to earn it down there on her knees
But we’re proud to have a doctor in the family
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