Why I like Country Music Stories

I love Country Music. Dolly Garton. Garth Brooks. Patsy Cline. All those wonderful stories told in three verses with a twist end to each one in less than fifty words. Especially tragic and humorous.

For example, unrequited love. Sylvia's mother (mother says she's getting married - punchline narrator sings, tell her goodbye).

Humour and revenge: The day my mother socked it to the PTA.

Humour: The man who steals bits of cars from a factory and makes an absurd car with bits of different models and makes of cars, gets caught and ends up in prison.

Tragic mystery: The song about the car crash and the puzzling ring in the glove box. The narrator realises it shows the woman was having an affair. The punchline says he finally understood and threw into the well the ring, to hide it, because it belonged to - his mother.

The trucker buying flowers to be sent to his Mum. The trucker pays for the flowers for the little impecunious little boy and follows the kid to see if Mum likes the flowers. The kid puts the flowers on his mother's grave. So the trucker goes back to the flower shop, reclaims the flowers and delivers them in person to his own mother.