We all know the genre…the joys are the absolute best and the heartbreak is the worst. If your life was a country song, which one(s) would it be?
Me? After sitting down to pay bills today, this one seems to fit: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pupKI_XOSUQ
Right now I’d have to go with In Pictures by Alabama.
Countin’ flowers on the wall, that don’t bother me at all
Playin’ solitaire till dawn with a deck of fifty-one
Smokin’ cigarettes and watchin’ Captain Kangaroo
Now don’t you tell me I’ve nothing to do!
Honestly? Since my country song would be about bitching that I meet a lot of great guys but never meet them while they’re available, it’d probably be Taylor Swift’s “Teardrops on my Guitar,” as lame as that is.
“Keep Your Hands to Yourself” by the Georgia Satellites. Don’t ask. 
I’m Too Young to Feel This Damn Old by Garth Brooks
Aaannd I had to look up the song because I couldn’t remember Garth Brooks’ name.
<sad sigh>
*Well there’s a dark and a troubled side of life
There’s a bright and a sunny side too
But if you meet with darkness and strife
The sunny side we also may view
Keep on the sunny side, always on the sunny side
Keep on the sunny side of life
It will help us every day, it will brighten all the way
If we keep on the sunny side of life*
Ahh…the Carter Family. 
Mother Maybelle is one of my folk/bluegrass/country idols of all time. I even got to play one of her autoharps once! Great song.
On the Road Again…
This. I can totally relate to that song.
But if I had to choose…
I can’t say I can relate to anything David Alan Coe sings about but his stuff sure is entertaining.
My head hurts, my feet stink, and I don’t love Jesus.
It’s that kind of morning, really was that kind of night.
I try to tell myself my condition is improving
And if I don’t die by Thursday I’ll be roarin’ Friday night.
I gotta get drunk, I just can’t stay sober
There’s a lot of good people in town
Who like to see me holler, see me spend my dollars
And I wouldn’t think of lettin’ 'em down
There’s a lot of doctors who tell me
I’d better start slowing it down
But there’s more old drunks than there are old doctors
So I guess we’d better have another round
“Gravedigger,” written by J.J. Cale, performed by Willy Nelson
Gravedigger,
When you dig my grave
Make it shallow
So I can feel the rain
Gravedigger
It reflects the dark, Lovecraftian ruminations which I indulge myself in entirely too often.
I’ve never heard this one. Linky?
“I Don’t Know” ~ Hank Williams III
I might get drunk and rob a bank,
shoot my car if it don’t crank
Try to raise a little Cain,
mess the walls up with some paint
Might even join a rodeo,
ride my horse to Buffalo,
change my name to Bill -
I don’t think I ever will
But I can’t promise you I won’t
Works for me as well.