Thursday morning I heard a classic country song on my way to work. I was laughing so hard that I had tears streaming down my face. I'm sure that my fellow commuters on Foothill Dr. thought I had lost it. Which I probably have. But I can't help it that I crack myself up. So here's the song:
This song was recorded in 1994 and all these years I thought the lyrics were, "There might be a little dust on the BIBLE." My bad. There's a big difference between a dusty bottle of wine and a dusty bible.
My laughter continued as I walked into the office remembering another song from the early 90s that my brother and I used to sing incorrectly at the top of our lungs:
We thought it said, "Can't find my FACE in this world." I remember singing along and wondering how the poor guy lost his face. Did it just fall off one day? Was he retracing his steps to find it? He said he's looking for a reason...but if his face fell off wouldn't his eyes fall off too? Is my face going to fall off one day? Should I be concerned about that?
Good thing my dad corrected us so that I could let that go and focus on more pressing issues like who to invite to my birthday party.
4 comments:
I too had always thought it was dust on the BIBLE. I too remember when I finally realized the truth. You're right, BIG difference. hahaha
I always thought it was dust on the BOTTOM, until right now. HA!
LOL that's awesome!!
I'm dying. You kill me.
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