Ain't No Son

I am a lover, not a fighter. And when it comes to music, my musical taste knows no limits. Since I grew up in a small farming community, country music was everywhere. As much as I hated country music while I was growing up, I actually like it now. The Dixie Chicks are my absolute favorite country band. I use country band loosely since the Dixie Chicks were disowned by the country music business for making a comment about Dubya. And in the end, Dubya had such a low approval rating, yet the Dixie Chicks still aren't allowed to play in the country music business games. All I can say to that, the country music is much sadder place without the wonderful Dixie Chicks. But on with this post....

The two sisters in the Dixie Chicks, Martie Maguire and Emily Robison, are releasing a new album with the new name The Court Yard Hounds. One of the tracks is called, Ain't No Son. The song is about a gay son who comes out to his homophobic father and is disowned. The bluegrass intro to the song is the son saying he wants to talk to his dad. The rest of the song is more rock like and is the angry father disowning the son. It is a very powerful song. But at the same time, it is also a very sad song knowing that this is happening all over.

Here is what Emily Robinson said recently in an interview about the song:

"I turned the TV on, and it was A&E or one of those documentary kind of shows about these poor teenage kids who are devastated that their parents won't let 'em stay in the house because they found out they were gay," she explains. The lines, 'You ain't no son to me/Eight pound baby boy I bounced on my knee' were around from the very beginning. That idea, how can you have kids and love them so much and one day decide not to -- it just boggled my mind."

"Ain't No Son" by the Court Yard Hounds
I've got something to say
I'm scared and so afraid
Can you take me as I am
Come what may our blood is all the same
I'm still your little man

He said you ain't no son to me
You ain't no son to me
Eight pound baby boy I bounced on my knee
No, you ain't no son of mine
You ain't no son of mine
Aw, forget it girls there ain't no use in trying
Don't expect to get my love for free
And don't blame me

Well this ain't no fun for me
This ain't no fun for me
Oh boys should be boys
That's how it should be
You ain't coming home
No you ain't coming home
Til you walk the straight line
You'll be out on your own
Don't expect to save your soul for free
When you're the one who turned your back on me

Aren't you a sight to see
Yeah, you're a sight to see
What you call freedom makes you look like a freak
You must get around
Cause it sure got around
Don't you know that I can't show my face in this town
Don't think I'm gonna get you up off of me
When you're the one who turned your back on me
Stranger, stranger on the wall
When the neighbors come to call
I just don't know what to say
So I'll put you away
This time I won't leave a trace
I'll fill up the empty space
When I put you, I put you away
I put you away

He said you ain't no son to me
You ain't no son to me
Eight pound baby boy I bounced on my knee
No, you ain't no son of mine
You ain't no son of mine
Aw, forget it girls there ain't no use in trying
Don't expect to get my love for free
When you're the one who turned your back on me
Don't blame me
Don't blame me
Don't blame me
Shame on you
Shame on you
Shame on you