A few years back I roped some great session guys into doing a Democratic Party benefit in Santa Barbara. The organizers wanted a musical theme built around winning back traditionally Republican states and districts, so I called the "band" the Red State Wranglers. We didn't rehearse or do anything else that drastic -- just slammed out some tunes as if we were playing in a honky-tonk.
I'm not naming any of the players because I don't want them to have to live this down. Ray Price's "Crazy Arms" was a little chaotic, since I forgot what I was singing partway through. Annoyed the bass player no end. Bob Wills' "Faded Love," because it's Bob Wills. Charlie Walker's "Pick Me Up On Your Way Down" was written by the great Harlan Howard. Conway Twitty's "Hello Darlin'" - well, don't you get points for sheer nerve?
Then there was Merle, whose songs should never be covered because you're only demonstrating you're not Merle. But I've sung this song in bars since I was too young to drink in them, so how could I not?