Author: Country expression Page 36

Rest your coat.

Wild as a peach orchard hog.

Longer than a visit from my mother in law.

She’s about a half a bubble off plumb.

He ain't sawing logs, he's clearing brush.

Well, cut my legs off and call me shorty.

Born short and slapped down flat

Like a bump on a log

His mouth ain’t no prayerbook.

A trace of the uppity

I’ll knock you in the head and tell God you died.

I'm out like a fat girl stealing second.

Tough as a pine knot in a sawmill.

That gal is gonna drop him like a hot rock.

He’s livin' in high cotton.

In a coon's age.

He was wound up tighter ‘en a bango string.

He lives in your neck of the woods.

Is it any 'count?

I already know I’m going to hell, I’m just paving the road.

That poor boy’s so slow, it would take him two hours to watch 60 minutes.