I keep listening to Ruby Don’t Take your Love to Town, both the original version by Kenny Rogers, and the cover by The Killers. Lately, I’ve been thinking about a reboot using some of the same words, but changing the narrator to a post-op transsexual talking to their spouse instead of a handicapped war veteran. No, not as a parody, but as a real effort to “reboot” the song. So anywho, this here is my first attempt at remaking the song:
You painted up your lips and rolled and curled your tinted hair
Ruby is that my makeup that you plan to wear?
I could take you dancing, just let me get my gown
Oh Ruby, don’t take your love to town
I know my Asian sex change has made you awfully sore
But I was dying slowly in the life I’d led before
And yes it’s true that I am not the man I used to be
Oh Ruby, you still mean the world to me
It’s hard to love a spouse when they’ve gone and swapped their sex
I never changed my mind on you, and don’t to be your ex
You’re still the one love of my life, the best I’ve ever found
Oh Ruby, don’t take your love to town
She’s heading out to see a man; I’m cryin’ on the floor
“For better or for worse” don’t mean a thing no more
And I know she had a husband back when she made those vows
Oh Ruby, don’t take your love town
Oh Ruby, for God’s sake turn around
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