Are you wonderin’ what the heck a boondock is anyhow? Well, my definition is “the middle of nowhere,” or “the country” or simply, “not the city.” That’s where I grew up. A place with fields of hay, cows, hills, trees, dirt roads, rednecks, farmers and not much else. Oh, except love. That’s kind of important too. A country group called Little Big Town has a song called “Boondocks” and it just kind of fits me in some ways. Except “You get a line, I’ll get a pole, We’ll go fishing in the crawfish hole, Five-card poker on a Saturday night..” I’ve never fished in a crawfish hole, but did find one once — I think. I also never played five-card poker on a Saturday night or any other time. Church on Sunday morning I did and do do. (I said do-do! Hee, hee)
Wikapedia defines boondocks as such:
Boondocks may refer to a remote, usually brushy rural area. The expression was introduced to English by American military personnel serving in the Philippines during the early years of the 20th century. It derives from the Tagalog word “bundok”, meaning “mountain”. It also carries the implication that it is “backward” or “unsophisticated”; hence taga-bundok “people who live in the hinterland”: i.e., people who are backward or unsophisticated.
Boondocks or diminutively “the boonies” has since evolved into a more general American slang term for “the country” or any rural/wilderness location in general, regardless of topography or vegetation that is isolated and away from “the action” or the comforts and variety of urban life. A similar word, bundu is part of South African Slang. Equipment suitable for traveling in the boondocks has been jokingly referred to as “boondockers,” as contrasted with Dockers brand dress-pants.”
People who are backward or unsophisticated….well ya’ all found us, now come on in and enjoy!
Boondocks by Little Big Town
(Chorus
I feel no shame
I’m proud of where I came from
I was born and raised in the boondocks
One thing I know
No matter where I go
I keep my heart and soul in the boondocksAnd I can feel
That muddy water running through my veins
And I can hear that lullaby of a midnight train
It sings to me and it sounds familiar(Chorus)
And I can taste
That honeysuckle and it’s still so sweet
When it grows wild
On the banks down at old camp creek
Yeah, and it calls to me like a warm wind blowing(Chorus)
It’s where I learned about living
It’s where I learned about love
It’s where I learned about working hard
And having a little was just enoughIt’s where I learned about Jesus
And knowing where I stand
You can take it or leave it, this is me
This is who I amGive me a tin roof
A front porch and a gravel road
And that’s home to me
It feels like home to me(Chorus)
I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks
You get a line, I’ll get a pole
We’ll go fishing in the crawfish hole
Five-card poker on a Saturday night
Church on Sunday morning(2x)
You get a line, I’ll get a pole
We’ll go fishing in the crawfish hole
(Down in the boondocks)
Five-card poker on a Saturday night
Church on Sunday morning
Say a little prayer for me







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