Have you heard the Loretta Lynn deathbed rumors that have been circulating around? Well, the country music maven sure has...
Loretta Lynn deathbed rumors have been swirling around the tabloids over the last week. Is there any truth to them? No.
The 87-year-old country music legend is alive and well! The Kentucky native addressed the false reports via a video posted on her Facebook page.
“Hey, this says I’m in a nursing home and I’m on my deathbed,” Loretta said while reading the report on an iPad. “You’re kidding me! I’m not dead and neither is Willie! Both of us are coming back to life and we’re gonna raise hell.”
As fans know, country music singer-songwriter Willie Nelson has also had to dispel persistent death rumors.
“Well, through the years they’ve said I’m broke, homeless, cheating, drinking, gone crazy, terminally ill, and even dead! Poor things can’t ever get it right,” Lynn captioned her Facebook post. “I guess if those old pesky tabloids are harassing me then they’re giving someone else a break……but I’m about an inch from taking ’em to Fist City! #raisinghell #yourmommashouldataughtyoubetter #tellthetruth #fistcity #trashtalkingtabloids #fakenews #liarliarpantsonfire”
“Fist City” Lyrics
Oh, you’ve been makin’ your brags around town
That you’ve been a lovin’ my man
But the man I love, when he picks up trash
He puts it in a garbage can
That’s what a you look like to me
What I see’s a pity
You better close your face and stay outta my way
If you don’t wanna go to fist city
If you don’t wanna go to fist city
You better detour around my town
‘Cause I’ll grab you by the hair a the head
And I’ll lift you off the ground
I’m not a sayin’ my baby’s a saint ’cause he ain’t
N’ that he won’t cat around with a kitty
I’m here to tell you gal to lay off my man
If you don’t wanna go to fist city
Come on and tell me what you told my friends
If you think you’re brave enough
And I’ll show you what a real woman is
Since you think you’re hot stuff
You’ll bite off more than you can chew
If you get to cute or witty
You better move your feet
If you don’t wanna eat
A meal that’s called fist city
If you don’t wanna go to fist city
You better detour around my town
‘Cause I’ll grab you by the hair a the head
And I’ll lift you off the ground
I’m not a sayin’ my baby’s a saint ’cause he ain’t
N’ that he won’t cat around with a kitty
I’m here to tell you gal to lay off my man
If ya don’t wanna go to fist city
I’m here to tell you gal to lay off my man
If you don’t wanna go to fist city