Honkytonk Man Page #2

You hold this "E" string down here

at the fifth fret.

What're you staring at?

Is there something peculiar about

the way I look?

Get out of here! Standing around here,

staring at me like I'm a freak!

Get out of here! Beat it!

Get away from me.

Listen, honey, it's not your fault.

It's the sickness

that makes him talk like that.

You can't blame him.

It's not his fault, either.

You can't blame him no more than you

could blame a cripple man for hobbling.

- You understand?

- I guess so.

He's only human.

Come on, now.

I'm gonna fix him something to eat,

and I want you to take it in to him.

Me? What if he don't want it?

You tell him he'd better eat it...

or I'll go in there

and shove it down his throat.

She said that, did she?

Well, I guess, in that case I'd better try.

Look, Hoss.

Don't you go paying attention to me

when I get like this.

It's the damn fever.

When it comes on, it makes me snappish

as a pair of sheep shears.

That's okay.

Get that guitar.

You play it, I'll show you how to tune it.

Hold the "E" string down

on the fifth fret right there at the top.

That's the way.

Play the "E" string

and the "A" string open.

Now, listen.

The only reason we're letting you go is...

I want you to keep him out of trouble,

if you can.

Don't let him drink while he's driving...

Listen now.

You have to promise me

you won't go in that honkytonk, you hear?

- But I wanted to hear Uncle Red sing!

- You'll just have to listen from outside.

You have to promise me that,

or I won't let you go.

All right. You'd think I was a little kid,

or something.

Uncle Red was playing in honkytonks

by the time he was my age.

I'll have some chickens for you

in the morning.

Well, look here! What's this, Red?

Got yourself a helper?

This is my nephew, Whit.

This is Lulu, she owns the joint.

Nephew! Ain't he something, now?

Sure is cute, ain't he?

And he gets it all from me.

Well, you should have kept some

for yourself.

I like them young, and that's a fact,

but not that young.

How about if I give you a nickel,

and you call me up in a couple of years?

- What do you think about that, Hoss?

- Here you are, hon.

You can spend it now if you want...

but you gotta remember to call me

in a couple of years.

Go ahead, take it.

- Thank you, ma'am.

- You're welcome.

Sing good, Red.

I'll try.

A Nehi orange, please?

Thank you.

I'm Red Stovall and I'm here

to do a few songs for you...

and pass the hat.

So you got any requests...

just sound them out.

Let's go, Hoss.

Sure you gotta go, Red?

I've got a room out back.

The boy could sleep in the car,

couldn't he?

I've got some more business to do tonight.

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