Billy Edd Wheeler - Memories Of America / Ode To The Little Brown Shack Out Back album flac

Memories Of America ‎(LP, Album, Mono).

Written-By – Wheeler, Leiber (tracks: B4). Código de Barras e Outros Identificadores. Matrix, Runout (Side 1): AVL-2698-1B.

Memories of America, Ode to the Little Brown Shack Out Back (1964). Album by Billy Edd Wheeler.

Written-By – Billy Edd Wheeler. A1 recorded Live at The Mountain State Art & Craft Fair, Ripley, W. Va. A Lieber-Stroller Production. Matrix, Runout (Side 1 label): KL-4-1425-A. Matrix, Runout (Side 2 label): KL-4-1425-B. Matrix, Runout (Side 1 runout): KL 4 1425-A-1. Matrix, Runout (Side 2 runout): KL 4 1425-B-1 MONO. Memories Of America, Ode To The Little Brown Shack Out Back ‎(LP, Album, Mono). Memories Of America, Ode To The Little Brown Shack Out Back ‎(LP, Album).

Billy Edward "Edd" Wheeler (born December 9, 1932, Boone County, West Virginia, United States) is an American songwriter, performer, writer, and visual artist  . Ode to the Little Brown Shack Out Back". 3. 50. Memories of America. I Ain't the Worryin' Kind".

The novelty song "Ode to the Little Brown Shack Out Back" was the album's hit; decades of shock humor have dulled the outrageousness of a song about outhouses, but many listeners still remember it fondly. Wheeler's most popular album is hard to find today, and is an important piece of work deserving of reissue.

They passed an ordinance in the town They said we'd have to tear it down That little old shack out back So dear to me Though the health department said It's day was over and dead It will stand forever in my memory Don't let 'em tear that Little brown building down Don't let 'em tear that Precious building

They passed an ordinance in the town They said we'd have to tear it down That little old shack out back So dear to me. Though the Health department said It's day was over and dead It will stand forever in my memory. Don't let 'em tear that Little brown building down Don't let 'em tear that Precious building down Don't let 'em tear that Little brown building down For there's not another like it In the country or the town. Now it was not a castle fair But I could dream my future there And build my castles to The yellowjacket's drone. I could orbit around the sun Fight with General Washington Or be a King upon a golden throne. It wasn't fancy built at all It had newspapers on the wall It was air-conditioned In the wintertime.