Percy McCoy is one of our artists we are especially proud of here at Big And Tall Records. He has shown steady growth as a musician and songwriter from his first profane songs to the love ballads he's recorded lately. He's even recorded a political song, which was a real shock to us all. He gave us no indication he followed politics at all up until then. The woman in his life has had a positive influence on him for sure. There is a calmnessto his lyrics and music now that wasn't there before.Percy is in his forties, already been married 4 times, all of them ending in bitter divorce. Just what has changed with this woman we're not sure, but it's there. He's said that she's a paralegal, and started working for a law firm near him. He's also said she's well read, and turned him towards some better reads than he used to do. At the same time, he's introduced her into the world of country music, something she knew nothing about before. Part of their lives together includes going out to dance, sometimes to country music, sometimes to rock and roll! We're glad his life has settled down from before, and look forward to his next recordings!
Singin' 'bout my lady so fine We're a match made in heaven So glad she says that she's mine Dice come up seven eleven
Small and petite, she's really sweet How did I get so dang blessed? We're really tight, feels just so right I think we really passed the test
We like to go out dancin' We get a lot of wide eyed stares But it's part of our romancin' Let 'em gawk, we sure don't care!
The one for me, don't you all see The one who knows me inside out I give her guff, she says enough! Without as much as a loud shout!
I love her there is no doubt I pick her up in my arms She puts her arms 'round my neck And wiles me with her charms!
Things that we do, love through and through She's opened my eyes to the world Movies and books, both give them looks On the couch around me she curls
The love I feel from this little one I cherish in my heart every day When I kiss her lips, my heart does the flips And puts all of my worries away
Of all the artists we're graced to have recording for Big And Tall Records, this was the last one we would think to have a politically motivated song. Of late we've been hearing about his ongoing relationship with a woman that is a little person, and we admit to being a little curious how things are going with them. Perhaps she's having influence on him politically. His last song was considerably different than his previous ones. In any case, his song deals with the ongoing saga of Trump's coverup of his involvement with the pedophile Jeffery Epstein. all political sides seem to be against Trump's stonewalling, but it's what he does best. Time will tell if he cam wiggle his way through this fiasco.
There's definitely been a change in Percy McCoy. He's recorded some pretty raunchy songs for us in the past, but slowly they've been changing, until we come to this latest one from his pen. With no vulgarity in the lyrics, it marks a first for Percy,and the reason for the change is the little person he met and has fallen in love with. We wondered what kind of a turn this would take, knowing his past, but this must be very special. Evidently they've worked through some of the problems of the heigth differences (she's a little peson) between them, as well as some of the other differences.
Percy still works as a master machinist craftsman making tools and dies, and his lady is a trained para-legal that has just returned to work after moving to a different area after a contentious divorce. Percy has got a good-ol'-boy upbringing, but that doesn't mean he's not a smart guy. He's a voracious reader, and there's a lot of education and training that goes into being a tool and die maker. And his recordings show his talent in music and lyric writing.
All of us at Big And Tall Records give Percy McCoy credit for growing as a recording artist, and sharing aspects about himself that sometimes have not been the most flattering. Perhaps it has been a type of catharsis to aide in learning more about himself to try and explain his failures in life. Anyone who's been married 4 times and is only 42 years old has something going on, if nothing else but poor judgement.
This latest by Percy comes right out and says, under no uncertain terms, that he's fallen in love with a little person. It remains to be seen if he really understands the difficulties he's going to have in this relationship, regardless of the feelings they may have for each other. He's already got a sample of that from his 'buddies' when they were noticed one night out, and the guys made stupid small jokes. What started out as a somewhat comical encounter with the woman through midget bowling as told in his song Somethin' To Do With My Time, has turned into a true affair of the heart...for both of them! We're happy to see that he's savvy enough to not mention her name in the song, or anything else about her outside of her size, marital status, and mutual affection. It's a strange world, and the last thing a little person needs is even more abuse heaped on them because of exposure in a record company. No doubt she's seen a lot of abuse, upfront and behind the scenes. If he would have ,we would have insisted on is removal before release.
It's obvious Percy moves fast. Four marriages in 20 years is not the sign of someone who moves slow and steady! But if his lyrics are honest (and he's been nothing but honest in his songs, sometimes to his possible detriment) this lady is more down to earth, and telling him they need to go slow. We wish nothing but the best for Percy and his Little Lady, and the nosy part of us hopes we hear more about their love affair!
Tried to talk ‘bout it with some buddies
All they did was make fun of it all
(Be a short love affair we all agree!
That’s our opinion, the long and the small!)
Everbodies a damn comedian!
I’m serious think I am in love
Try to talk it over with someone
But none of ‘em never ever heerd of
Fallin’ in love with a little blonde lady
Shore feels like it’s the real Mccoy
They all look at me, as if I’m shady
No, I ain’t using her for just a toy!
They’re pissin’ me off, won’t here me plain
Keep on tryin’ really gettin’ nowhere
Some saw us together, the other night
Met with laughin, smirkin’ and dumb stares
She told me later, didn’t bother her
Lived with so much crap all of her life
She’s more worried ‘bout how I’m doin’
I blurted out “WANNA MAKE YOU MY WIFE!”
Fallin’ in love with a little blonde lady
Shore feels like it’s the real Mccoy
They all look at me, as if I’m shady
No, I ain’t using her for just a toy!
She got real quiet, looked away from me
I hope I hadn’t hit a sore scar
Been on my mind, just blurted it out
I felt like I had gone way too far
She looked back at me, tears in her eyes
Held my face and give me a big kiss
She put her sweet little head, on my chest
Hoped I wasn’t in the abyss
Fallin’ in love with a little blonde lady
Shore feels like it’s the real Mccoy
They all look at me, as if I’m shady
No, I ain’t using her for just a toy!
We sat for a while, didn’t say a word
And I felt the warmth of her sweet cheek
Finally she sat up, looked me in the eye
And said, “Answers gonna have to seek!”
Both of our pasts have left lots of scars
I don’t want us to mess up what we got
We need to slow it down, figure things out
All I know is I sure love you a lot!
So we both breathed a great big sigh
Lots of things on both of our minds
I have to come to terms with all the jeers
That will come from them with puny minds
What we got goin’ for us is
Our love and commitment for each other.
We go forward with that, and work it out
Maybe things won’t be such a bother!
Percy McCoy's got a new love for sure, and he's singing about it in this new song Take It Slow. That's not only the title of the song, but sounds like some good advice. Percy's been known to fall in love pretty quick, and jumps in with both feet. Sounds like he's learned something from 4 failed marriages and an unknown number of other failed relationships. Take your time indeed. Make sure isn't merely lust. If it is, recognize it as such and act accordingly. A lasting relationship has to have more going for it than a physical attraction.
Last time we talked to him ,he was telling us the ramifications of dating a woman that's so much smaller than you. At 6'4", Percy's a lot of man for any regular sized woman, but for a little person that's 3' 9" has to have a lots of different situations and issues to overcome. But this is about the most mellow and happy song we've heard from Percy since we've been recording him at Big And Tall Records. And it isn't just the lyrics, but there's a nice lilt to the melody as well, with a nice harmonica commentary throughout.
We're hoping the best for Percy and his new love. No doubt he'll be telling us more about it in songs as it develops. He's come a long way since his first song for us, Fishin' For A Big Mouth Carp and all of it's borderline perversions, and this new song.
Percy McCoy continues his semi-autobiographical song series withe his latest, We Ended Up Closin' The Bar. Percy has been on a real roller coaster of emotion lately. His 4th divorce left him to ponder why things don't work out for him, and he's gotten enough wisdom to know that the common denominator in all of it is himself. After struggling with being alone, he's met a new woman, who might be short in stature, but long in attraction. He first met this lady a few months ago, and wrote a song about that as well - Somethin' To Do With My Time. A strange way for people to meet, to say the least. But we'll leave it to the curious to follow the link.
Percy's music is slowly getting more refined, and the crudeness is a little less often. So he's growing as a musician. He still does music as a sideline. He's a machinist by trade and makes decent money at it, so unless something tremendous like a monster hit happens, he'll most likely keep it a sideline. But that doesn't mean there isn't quality in his music. Sometimes you have to look for it, is all.
When I got there the bartender gave me a hello,
Gave me a beer, knew what was up
He said he liked playin’ cupid by givin' her my number,
He said she talked 'bout me, kept callin’ me hon.
The call I been waitin’ for had came!
It felt good to hear her voice again.
We made a date after the workweek
For tonight, this weekend.
I’m tired of all the same bar talk,
Tired of all the same bar fits
Two dudes goin’ outside to fight
Solvin’ nothin’ the same ol’ shit
She was right on time, walked through the door
The bar is where she wanted to meet
Lookin’ real different than the time before
When she was waitin' to get pitched down the floor
Percy McCoy's latest song, Might Be My Fate, shows a lot of growth in his song writing abilities. It's a tender ballad about a love he hopes will grow, but that it might be too late for that to happen. This is a marked departure from many of his songs that can quite frankly strain the limits (and sometimes break them all together) of good taste. The music is constantly good, very tight and rhythmic. We're speaking about his lyrics. Even a tender ballad by Percy sees the use of the 'F' word, but only twice. In fact, those two times are the only swearing in the whole song. Obviously Percy is wearing his heart on his sleeve, and the song has a decidedly melancholy feeling to it. The artist has been going through some hard times the last few months, and we hope that this song is a signal that his situation is about to change for the better!
We at Big And Tall Records were glad to see Percy McCoy submit his latest song to us. Percy's been MIA for a while. He did let us know that he was going through some personal demons, but we told him take as long as he needed. We'd be waiting when he came back.
Kickin' The Bucket, his newest song is, despite the title, an upbeat account of where he's at right now. his guitar licks are as good as ever, backup band is in fine form, and the song lyrics are typical Percy; interesting, if profane. The bar he sings about is one he went to for 'Midget Bowling' as described in his song Somethin' To Do With My Time. So we'll see what's next for Percy, and await his next good descriptive song!
I wait for Saturday night, head on out
I’m feelin’ pretty good again.
It’s time to drink, have a good time
See how much trouble I get in.
Still a might depressed, but fuck it!
Git on out of town and duck it!
Ya gotta git along,
and sing yer song
Before you end up kickin’ the bucket!
Tootlin’ down the road, enjoyin’ the ride
The bar is a few miles down the road
Listenin’ to country music, good and loud
Gettin’ rid of heartache I stowed.
Still a might depressed, but fuck it!
Git on out of town and duck it!
Ya gotta git along,
and sing yer song
Before you end up kickin’ the bucket!
I git down to the bar, the gang remembers me.
I sit and the bartender gives me a beer
He said, “Where the hell ya been, we’ve missed ya!
Well, what can we say? We at Big And Tall Records had it on good authority what to expect from Percy McCoy, and he's true to form with this new song. Strictly adult music (like all of his songs!) this relates how his evenings are being spent all alone, now that he's four times divorced. He spent some time with his friends getting into mischief, but it seems that he's reflecting on his life, and why his relationships all turn sour for one reason or the other. One of our associates that knows him well says that Percy is going through a lot of soul searching, and in the process is growing more lonely by the day.
Chin up, Percy! Keep writing and performing your music!
All by myself, lived 40 years,
Truth be told, led many lives,
Just gettin’ finances out of arrears,
Cuz I’ve had myself 4 lovin’ wives!
They’s all exes now, a damn good thing,
One cheated on me, another a bitch,
One of them was crazy, wanted to swing,
One thought she married a man was rich!
So I sit alone every single night,
Watch TV, play music and read,
Listen to the next door neighbors fight,
And glad to know that it ain’t me!....
So I’m
Jerkin’ my gherkin, pullin’ the pud,
Dinkin’ the dolphin, shootin’ the crud.
Only trouble is I’m formin’ blisters,
On Rosie palm and her five sisters!
Whuppin' the weasel, smackin' the stick,
Pumpin' the puma, spankin' the monkey,
Poundin' it 'til it throws up gets sick,
With no woman, sure saves money!
That's all well and good, as far as it goes.
But I must admit, gets a little borin'.
Ain't that much to take off yer clothes
When there ain't a woman with ya lookin'.
But I ain't ready for 'nother woman yet,
Tryin' to do what I want with my life.
Afraid to get even a girlfriend yet,
She might turn into wife number 5!
So I sit alone with the shades drawn down,
Let my imagination run free,
Make it all romantic with the lights turned down,
And then proceed to lovin' on me!...
So I’m
Chokin' the chicken, doin' myself,
Git my dirty books all off the shelf,
Turn on the TV, play me some porn,
Try to not look so sad and forlorn....
Dance it around, makin' it stout,
Waggin, and smackin' and bobbin' about,
Try to get that feelin' that's good and funny,
But down deep I miss havin' a honey!
So I think to myself I need to find a partner,
Then I scratch that idea right out of my head!
Just back on my feet money wise for a starter,
I'll just stay alone in my bed instead.
I heard some guys can suck their own tally whacker!
Goddam, I wouldn't do that if'n I could. I know where that things been!
The latest from Percy McCoy, our resident rock a billy country artist! Were not sure on how old Percy is, but if we had to guess it's be in his late 30's, early 40's. For being relatively so young he's had by all appearances a tumultuous personal life, especially in matters of the heart. He just got his 4th divorce, and in this song is telling s tale about one of his divorces. He took the advice of what appears to be a fortune teller way down South, and goes back home and ends the marriage.
Percy's song list covers all kinds of subjects. Probably at least some shreds of truth in them, but he is quite a story teller!
Years back I had things goin' on,
that were a drivin' me outa my mind!
A job that SUCKED a great big one,
No happiness could I find!
So I heard 'bout this lady down South,
That maybe could help me out.
So went down there, in the deep south,
And see what 'tis all about.....
Was a place all growed over and crusty,
with a real ol' gal inside
that were dirty, smelly and musty,
Dang, I wanted to run away and hide!
She took one look at me, said,"I know what's been ailin' you!
Percy McCoy continues in an experiential time in his life, this time being influenced by his friends to Bungee jump off of a high bridge that spans a gorge. There's not a single person at Big And Tall Records that has Bungee jumped, has an appointment to Bungee jump, or even has had the remotest thought of Bungee jumping!
The modern 'sport' comes from a rite of passage for the natives of Pentecost Island in the country of Vanuatu. It's called Land Diving, and young men leap from high towers with vines tied around their ankles. They intentionally hit the ground, unlike the modern sport, and have made the correct calculations as to not make the contact lethal (however thy figure THAT!) Leave it to human beings, no matter what age of history or area of the world, there will always be some that devise things for people (especially men) to show their courage, or maybe just to get an adrenaline high.
Percy came through physically unharmed, although he had an issue with...um...his clothing. Why he gets so wrapped up in taking suggestions and dares from his friends is beyond us!
My buddies talked me into tryin' it.
My heart wasn't in it, wasn't buyin' it.
But with nothin' else to do, I figgered why not?
But man, I 'bout got all the snot
and other stuff scared outa me!
Jest call me a goddam chump!
Really scared shit less of height,
Bastards got me to bungee jump!
'Bout fainted at the damned sight!
All of them done it first before I did.
My ego stopped me from refusin'.
So I was next and I went and hid,
But they found me for the abusin'.
Jest call me a goddam fool!
Ass holes got me to bungee jump!
Seemed 'bout bein' really cruel.
Seat a my pants was a sticky lump!
They tied all the ropes and shit on me.
Hope they knowed what they was doin'.
I was payin' good money, wasn't free,
To risk all the harm and bruisin'!
Jest call me a bloomin' idiot!
Jerks got me to bungee jump!
Wait! I think I gotta go shit!
Wasn't like jumpin' off a tree stump!
The harness was all buckled up,
They put a helmet on my head.
Why they did I was real stumped,
That's gonna stop me from bein' dead?
Goddam, this is fucked up!
Bitches got me to bungee jump!
Hope I got my health insurance paid up!
Now it was time to take the jump!
We was on a high long bridge,
A deep gorge it was above,
They told me to just fall off the ledge,
But my buddies done give me a shove!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
It was a really long time to get down.
Dirty fucks got me to bungee jump!
My stomach didn't go with me down,
Then I hit the end of the rope!
It snapped my ass back up in the air,
As high as the ledge I got throwed off.
My arms were a flyin' like my hair,
I bounced and bounced and stayed aloft!
Didn't find nothin' thrillin' 'bout it!
My BUDDIES got me to bungee jump.
What's thrillin' 'bout jeans full a shit!
I finally quit pumpin'.
They reeled my ass back up top,
Like a dead fish on a fish pole,
I landed on the ledge with a plop,
Onto my back I was rolled.
My buds all crowded 'round my corpse,
The bastards that talked me into the jump,
They tol' me you had real fun of course!
Tried to get up, but fell on my rump.
So the moral of this tale my friends,
Be careful who ya have for yer blokes
Don't let anyone talk ya into these things,
Or yer balls may end up in yer throat!
OH, I AIN'T GETTIN' MAD! I'M GETTIN' EVEN!
WHICH ONE OF YOU ASS HOLES
PAYIN' MY LAUNDRY BILL!
Percy McCoy continues to search for some sort of meaning in his life. That he is looking, perhaps, in the wrong places, is becoming evident in this latest installment.
Had a hell of a week,and when it was through,
Called some of my cronies to see what we could do.
They had the bright idea to head out of state,
And go to a gentlemen’s club that was open late.
Took two hours to get there, told them, “Better be worth it!”
They said don’t you worry none, It’ll be great, that ain’t no shit!
Got there, walked to the door, a big dude was standin’ there.
He held out his hand, said “Twenty bucks cover charge! That’s mighty cheap and fair!”
Dug in my pocket, gave him couple crumpled up saw bucks.
Best be some fine women in there, some willin’ and able to fuck”
We sat at the bar next to the stage, got a real good view from there!
Could see all the way to Chiny, and back, all I could do was stare!
When a girl bent over me, my buds says put some money
Down in her paynts, and then see what you can see!
So I rolled up a dollar, stuck it in the crack of her ass.
She took it out, began to shout, “A DOLLAR! STICK IT IN YOUR OWN ASS!”
The guys tol’ me it was an insult to give a high class dayncer a dollar!
Should a been a five, this ain’t no dive! No wonder she gave you a holler!”
Watchin’ them dance is fine, what their fee set?
Cain’t look all night, I’m gittin’ uptight,
time to git the stinger wet!
“My pecker’s high and dry!,” I said. “What’s it cost for a fuck?”
They said, “If you’re willing to part with real cash, the works will cost ya 500 bucks!”
“WHAT KIND OF PLACE YOU BRING ME TO?” I hollered. “Ain’t made out a money!
500 in cash for a piece of ass, don’t care if she is real honey!”
Spent rest of the night drinkin’ overpriced beer, watchin’ tits, playing games on my phone.
It all got so borin’, watch buddies scorin’, my pecker and me all alone!
Them dudes got drunked up, and smokin’ the stuff that’s all wacky.
I didn’t wanna come close, to catchin’ a dose, at a cost that was way too pricey!
Seems lots of men sat there that night, watchin’ tits. Guess that was enough to make them pleased.
But damn, it seems to me, there’s cheaper ways, to get your dick teased!
Last time I talked to any of them, they all had got extry for their money.
Blotchy and itchy, dick drippy drippy, from women classy and a real honey!
Classy women? So much for that! With strokin’ and pokin’,
So expensive and fancy! A Gentlemen’s Club? YOU GOTTA BE JOKIN’!!
HAH!!
There was a gap between Percy's first recording and this one, evidently he went through a divorce - another one. For a man that's only in his middle forties age wise, he sure believes in marrying.Four wives, four divorces! So now that he's a free man once again, he's looking for something to fill up his idle time.
His songs tend to be obviously autobiographical, so he's tried a lot of different hobbies or past times besides sitting in a tavern drinking beer! This song is about his latest foray into looking for the right thing to spend his time at. We won't spill the beans about what that is, it's all there in the song!
Lookin’ for different shit to do with my time,
Somethin’ that I could afford,
Can’t be sittin’ drinkin’ all the time,
Costs too much money, I get bored.
Ain’t much for readin’, can’t paint a lick.
Can't do no writin’, smell of burnt food makes me sick.
Tried shootin’ craps, but I can’t figure out the damn bets,
Tried playin’ poker, but ain't got the sense.
Tried playin’ chess, but even CHECKERS too hard,
Tried line dancin, but I dance like a tub a lard!
Tried raisin’ dogs, but can’t stand the fleas!
Tried makin’ honey, but allergic to the bees!
Some of my buddies go to cock fights,
Wanted to take me to the sin,
But turned ‘em down because
with my
li’l talleywhacker thought I ‘d never win!
But one night when I was drinkin' in a bar,
There’s a ruckus and the doors opened up.
People carryin' all kinds of shit,
Then come in a whole herd of
MIDGET fuckers!!
The bartender gave me ‘nother beer,
And I asked him "what the hell’s goin’ on?"
He said, “Well friend, what we got right here
Is a night of little people, a.k.a. midget bowlin’!”
YA GOTTA BE SHITTIN' ME!!
Bartender said, “Hell, it’s for real, ain’t legal,
But if them little fuckers be that insane to do it,
We’ll try it out, give 'em a chance,
don’t care if it is illegal!”
Little shits all padded up.
some in tights, some in trunks.
Some real calm, some a screamin,
A little cutie blonde, a real chunk!
Place yer bet, don't you fret,
Midget bowlin' is cool!
Lane number one, or number two,
Naw, it ain't really cruel.
That blonde little girl,
knew how to slick the lane,
she start to spin and twirl,
goin' down the lane insane!
She took down all the pins,
So I never did pass
I bet real big money,
on her lumpy bumpy li'l ass.
Place yer bet, don't you fret,
Midget bowlin' is cool!
Lane number one, or number two,
Naw, it ain't really cruel.
She made me some dough, and worked real hard.
Afterwards, even though
she was tired, went out with me to the car.
Whatever money I made bettin’ on her ass,
I put it right back on it…..
For services rendered!
