Oh man, who wants to take bets on when I'll next actually write something for a blog post?

This is my 100th published post--what better way to celebrate it than to publish a post containing perhaps obscure, perhaps esoteric song lyrics?

What better way? How about to publish a post containing perhaps obscure, perhaps esoteric song lyrics and a link to download a recording of the song?

Not too shabby, eh?

Why Don't You Love Me?

(Words and music by Hank Williams, Sr.; performed by The Wood Brothers [Chris Wood - bass, vocals; Oliver Wood - guitar, vocals])

Why don't you love me like you used to do?
How come you treat me like a worn-out shoe?
My hair's still curly, my eyes are still blue:
Why don't you love me like you used to do?

Ain't had no lovin' like a huggin' and a kissin'
In a long long while;
Hadn't been nearer or further or closer
Than a country mile.

Why don't you spark me like you used to do,
Say sweet nothin's like you used to coo?
I'm the same old trouble that you always been through:
Why don't you love me like you used to do?

Why don't you be just like you used to be?
How come you find so many faults with me?
Somebody's changed, let me give you a clue:
Why don't you love me like you used to do?

Ain't had no lovin' like a huggin' and a kissin'
In a long long while;
Hadn't been nearer or further or closer
Than a country mile.

Why don't you say the things you used to say?
How come you treat me like a piece of clay?
My hair's still curly, my eyes are still blue:
Why don't you love me like you used to do?

I ain't had no lovin' like a huggin' and a kissin'
In a long long while;
Hadn't been nearer or further or closer
Than a country mile.

Why don't you love me like you used to do?
How come you treat me like a worn-out shoe?
My hair's still curly, my eyes are still blue:
Why don't you love me like you used to do?
Why don't you love me like you used to do?
Why don't you love me like you used to do?

Stay tuned next time for maybe some original thought, perhaps.

"Me too, also."