The
year is 1984
We’ve
never had this year before
As
some of us were feeling great
We
thought that we would celebrate
We
all met at the Silver Dollar
And
started in to sing and holler
We
drank till we could stand no more
And
all wound up down on the floor
We
finally drank up all the beer
And
wished the world “Happy New Year!”
Some
cops said, “You’re drunk as a pup”
And
hauled me home to sober up
The
way I feel is sure a sin
I
says to me, “Never again!”
I
hope that I will stay alive
And
feel much better by ’85
D.B.
Cox
~~~~~~~~~~
It’s
Nineteen-Hundred-Eighty-Five
And
here I am just half alive
I
celebrated the New Year
And
got real high on some root beer
I
staggered all around the place
And
then I fell flat on my face
I’m
not young like I was before
Way
back in Nineteen-Eighty-Four
And
I was still a kid you see
Way
back in Nineteen-Eighty-Three
Now
that I’ve learned a thing or three
I’ll
be as good as I can be
And
I won’t pull no more dumb tricks
Till
Nineteen-Hundred-Eighty-Six
D.B.
Cox
~~~~~~~~~~
HAPPY NU YEAR (1986)
Nineteen-Hundred-Eighty-Five
Was
fading fast away
We
had a midnight party
To
bring in New Year’s Day
Someone
said, “Things sure are tough”
And
I said, “They’re all right”
Someone
else said, “You’re all nuts”
That
sure did start a fight
Then
there I was down on the floor
With
the rest on top of me
And
soon I had these two black eyes
So
I could hardly see
Next
thing my nose got flattened out
And
I could hardly hear
Because
some great big bruiser
Had
stepped on my best ear
Bells
started ringing, horns were blowing
To
welcome New Year’s Day
So
I crawled over to the door
And
quietly sneaked away
I
sure am glad to be at home
But
now I’ll have to pay
To
get some steak for my black eyes
So
I’ll be good as new some day
Now
I’m recuperating
I
was in an awful fix
I
wasn’t sure that I’d survive
Till
Nineteen-Hundred-Eighty-Six
We
plan another party
Some
time this coming spring
If
someone says, “Things sure are tough”
I
ain’t gonna say a dad-burn thing
D.B.
Cox
~~~~~~~~~~
HAPPY NEW YEAR (1988)
Nineteen-Hundred-Eighty-Seven
Was
fading fast away
We
thought we’d have a midnight party
To
bring in New Year’s Day
Someone
said, “Things sure are tough”
And
I said “They’re all right”
Someone
else said “You’re all nuts”
That
sure did start a fight
Then
there I was down on the floor
With
the rest on top of me
And
soon I had these two black eyes
So
I could hardly see
Next
thing my nose got flattened out
And
I could hardly hear
Become
some great big bruiser
Had
stepped on my right ear
Bells
started ringing, horns were blowing
To
bring in New Year’s Day
So
I crawled over to the door
And
quietly sneaked away
I
sure was glad to be at home
But
I really had to pay
To
get some beef steak for my eyes
So
I could see another day
But
now I’m almost good as new
And
feeling really fine
So
now it’s time for another party
To
bring in Eighty-Nine
So
we’ll all get together
To
hear the bells all ring
If
some says, “Things sure are tough”
I
ain’t gonna say a dad-burn thing
D.B.
Cox
~~~~~~~~~~
(1991)
It’s
Nineteen-Hundred-Ninety-One
A
brand new year has just begun
We’ve
never had this year before
We
wonder what it has in store
It’s
time for New Year resolutions
It’s
not too hard to make ‘em
The
trouble with most resolutions
It’s
easier to break ‘em
We
hope someone will soon wake up
And
bring the soldiers safely home
I’ve
said enough so I shall write
Just
one more verse for this dumb poem
We
hope you have a real good year
And
have a lot of fun
We
also hope your health stays good
In
Nineteen-Hundred-Ninety-One
D.B.
Cox
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