1/5/2009 10:56:31 PM
Well ... here we are again ...

HAPPY NEW YEAR WILLIE !!!

12/31/2007 9:15:56 PM
HAPPY NEW YEAR WIllie !!!!!!!!!!!

8/2/2007 12:46:46 AM
Howdy Willie, I'm glad your hangin' out with us. Will you bring mcdaid over here (below) so I (we)can go see him live. He's quite good. I can't afford the trip to the UK. My Momma said it can't hurt to ask. And Willie, thank you for ALL YOUR GREAT MUSIC and being the way you are. Peace My Friend..roymuniz

8/1/2007 10:22:22 PM
Willie,
It would surprise me if you personally read this, but (just in case) I just want to tell you what an honor it is for me to have one of my songs listed in the same chart as one of your songs (Cashbox Country Picks). I know it ain't big to you, but it sure is to me!!!!

5/2/2007 7:29:45 PM
Hi there willy Iain campbell glasgow sends his regards.please check out my songs.cheers

3/28/2007 12:57:28 PM
Hi WIlly,
I re-wrote this. Please have a look.

©2007 Lyrics - David William Bethune SOCAN/BMI

"The South End Of My Mule"

Sick and tired of city life
Working eight to five
Traffic jams and schedules
I'm dam lucky I survived

I bought myself some chickens
A donkey and a plough
Some sacks of seeds for plantin
And a one eared milkin cow

Build:
There's nowhere that I have to go
Nowhere I need to be
I'm now livin in the country
And my soul is finaly free

Chorus:
So take your city regulations
And your city livin rules
Pucker up your lips like this
And plant yourself a great big kiss
On south end of my mule

Front porch sittin guitar pickin
In my old rockin chair
No TV no telephone
Breathe clean fresh country air

Build:
Nowhere that I have to go
Nowhere I need to be
I'm now livin in the country
And my soul is finaly free

Chorus:
So take your city regulations
And your city livin rules
Pucker up your lips like this
And plant yourself a great big kiss
On south end of my mule

Some of my neighbors came to visit
Real friendly country folk
They brought me some of their seeds
That I could grow and smoke

Build:
Nowhere that I have to go
Nowhere I need to be
I'm now livin in the country
And my soul is finaly free

Chorus:
So take your city regulations
And your city livin rules
Pucker up your lips like this
And plant yourself a great big kiss
On south end of my mule
Yah..
Pucker up your lips like this
And plant yourself a great big kiss
On south end of my mule

3/23/2007 1:50:08 PM
Hi Willy,
I'm a Canadian Lyric writer.
Why don't you write a melody for this..:)

©2007 Lyrics - David William Bethune SOCAN/BMI

"The South End Of My Mule"

Had my fill of city life
Working eight to five
Traffic jams and schedules
I'm dam lucky I survived..

I bought myself some chickens
A donkey and a plough
A bunch of sacks of seeds to plant
And a one eared milkin cow.. Now there's

Chorus:
Nowhere that I have to go
Nowhere I need to be
I've moved out to the country
And my soul is finaly free
Ain't got no one to answer to
I live by my own rules
The whole dam coporate world can kiss
The south end of my mule

Front porch sittin guitar pickin
In my old rockin chair
No TV no telephone
Breathe clean fresh country air.. Now there's

Chorus:
Nowhere that I have to go
Nowhere I need to be
I've moved out to the country
And my soul is finaly free
Ain't got no one to answer to
I live by my own rules
The whole dam coporate world can kiss
The south end of my mule

Butterflies and bumblebees
Wild animals and big old trees
There's nowhere else I'd rather be
This country life's for me.. And there's

Chorus:
Nowhere that I have to go
Nowhere I need to be
I've moved out to the country
And my soul is finaly free
Ain't got no one to answer to
I live by my own rules
The whole dam coporate world can kiss
The south end of my mule