Honky-Tonk Bud, the Hip-Cat Stud
Honky-Tonk Bud, the Hip-Cat Stud was diggin’ a game of pool,
Now Honky wasn't braggin', but his bags was baggin,
And he was feelin' pretty cool,
It was the thirteenth frame of that eight ball game, when,
Out the corner of his eye, what should Honky spy, but a funny lookin’ guy,
He wanted to know where Joe was,
Honky said, “Joe’s not around, his bags are down and he ain’t feelin’ to cool,
But if you’re wantin’ to cop some sigh, I’ll cop for you,
'Cause I’m Honky-Tonk Bud the Hip-Cat Stud from Venice Avenue,
And in five seconds flat, Honky was back, pourin’ out smack from a cellophane sack,
He looked at the funny lookin’ guy and says, “Jim, I’m high.”
Jim says, “That’s cool, cause I’m the FBI.”
So after three long years at San Quentin, Honky-Tonk Bud the Hip-Cat Stud was once again diggin’ a game of pool,
Now Honky wasn't braggin', but his bags was baggin', and
Once again, he was feelin' pretty cool,
It was the thirteenth frame of that eight ball game when, out the corner of his eye,
Who should he spy but that same funny lookin’ guy,
He wanted to know where Joe was,
Honky says, “Joe’s not around, his bags are down and he ain’t feelin’ too cool,
And if you’re wantin’ to cop some sigh, I’ll tell you right now,
Jim, you a damn fool.”
*As told to Darjeeling by KD Davis, Garnett, Kansas in 1968.
God bless him wherever he is.
posted by Stephen Darjeeling @ 6:59 AM
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I've been looking for this. A friend of mine told it to me around 68'.
I remember part of it before my Mother found it and ripped it up.
Honkey Tonk Bud the hip cat stud was digging a game of pool.
It was the 15th frame of a 9 ball game as Honkey stood digging his play. He suddendly dug, this strange cat coming his way.
This cat, was a funny time cat and he wore a funny time hat.
Then it's like your version, except at this end. It's "dig Honkey, it's the fbi.
Thanks.
edit. With a sudden shrug, he suddenly dug this strange cat coming his way.
I pieced it together between your version and mine.
I love this poem.
It reminds me of a young guy I knew in NJ.
He also told it to me in 68'.
Tony, used to say all kinds of wise stuff like; what goes around comes around, be careful what you wish for you just might get it.
He was murdered about 1970 (20 years old).
So this poem has sentimental value to me.
Thanks, Stephen Darjeeling.
New Jersey Version.
Honky-Tonk Bud, the Hip-Cat Stud stood diggin’ a game of pool,
It was the 15th frame of a 9 ball game as Honkey stood digging his play.
Now Honky wasn't braggin', but his bags was baggin,
And he was feelin' pretty cool,
When; with a sudden shrug, he suddenly dug, this strange cat coming his way.
This cat, was a funny time cat and he wore a funny time hat.
He wanted to know where Joe was,
Honky said, “Joe’s not around, his bags are down and he ain’t feelin’ to cool,
But if you’re wantin’ to cop some sigh, I’ll cop for you,
'Cause I’m Honky-Tonk Bud the Hip-Cat Stud from Venice Avenue,
And in five seconds flat, Honky was back, pourin’ out smack from a cellophane sack,
He looked at the funny lookin’ guy and says, “Jim, I’m high.”
Jim says, “That’s cool, cause "dig Honkey, I'ts the fbi"
So after three long years at San Quentin, Honky-Tonk Bud the Hip-Cat Stud was once again diggin’ a game of pool,
Now Honky wasn't braggin', but his bags was baggin', and
Once again, he was feelin' pretty cool,
It was the fifteenth frame of that nine ball game when, out the corner of his eye,
Who should he spy but that same funny lookin’ guy,
He wanted to know where Joe was,
Honky says, “Joe’s not around, his bags are down and he ain’t feelin’ too cool,
And if you’re wantin’ to cop some sigh, I’ll tell you right now,
Jim, you a damn fool.”
He wasn't bragging he wasn't raggin if fact he was looking mighty cool
Honky tong bud dressed in a white in white with a Moe town to the floor
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