Grizzard, Lewis, 1946-1994
Grizzard, Lewis, 1946-
Lewis Grizzard American journalist
VIAF ID: 33281131 ( Personal )
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- 100 1 _ ‡a Grizzard, Lewis ‡d 1946-
- 100 1 _ ‡a Grizzard, Lewis ‡d 1946-
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- 100 1 _ ‡a Grizzard, Lewis, ‡d 1946-1994
- 100 1 _ ‡a Grizzard, Lewis, ‡d 1946-1994
- 100 1 _ ‡a Grizzard, Lewis, ‡d 1946-1994
- 100 0 _ ‡a Lewis Grizzard ‡c American journalist
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Works
Title | Sources |
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Addicted to love | |
Advice to the newly wed | |
Chili dawgs always bark at night | |
Collection of popular Bulldog stories, and more | |
Does a wild bear chip in the woods? : Lewis Grizzard on golf. | |
Don't believe I'da told that! Lewis Grizzard live. | |
Don't Bend over in the Garden, Granny | |
Don't forget to call your mama-- : I wish I could call mine | |
Don't sit under the grits tree with anyone else but me | |
Elvis is dead and I don't feel so good myself | |
Glory! glory! Georgia's 1980 championship season : the inside story | |
The Grizzard sampler : a collection of the early writings of Lewis Grizzard. | |
Grizzardisms : the wit and wisdom of Lewis Grizzard | |
I haven't understood anything since 1962, and other nekkid truths | |
If I ever get back to Georgia, I'm gonna nail my feet to the ground | |
If love were oil, I'd be about a quart low : Lewis Grizzard on women. | |
It wasn't always easy, but I sure had fun : the best of Lewis Grizzard | |
Kathy Sue Loudermilk, I love you, 1979: | |
The last bus to Albuquerque : a commemorative edition celebrating Lewis Grizzard | |
Let's have a party with Lewis Grizzard | |
Life is like a dogsled team | |
Live | |
My daddy was a pistol, and I'm a son of a gun | |
One last time | |
Shoot low, boys--they're ridin' Shetland ponies : in search of true grit | |
Southern by the grace of God : Lewis Grizzard on the South | |
They tore out my heart and stomped that sucker flat | |
I took a lickin' and kept on tickin' (and now I believe in miracles) | |
When my love returns from the ladies room, will I be too old to care? | |
Won't you come home, Billy Bob Bailey? | |
Works. Selections. 1994 | |
You can't put no boogie-woogie on the king of rock and roll |