I love Loretta Lynn. I don't know how many of my friends are aware of the depths of my admiration for her, but I'm coming out now. When I'm doing nearly any domestic activity, there is a 90-percent chance I'm listening to her greatest hitsmy favorites of which are of the "just because my man fucked you doesn't mean he's not still my man" variety, which this track surely is. (Although my all-time favorite remains "Fist City.") You can find this cover version on about five of Turner's albums, four of which are identical in track listing but which differ in title and label. My favorite of the myriad titles from which to choose is Country My Way, and not only because it was released by the always cheesy K-Tel, but because it offers the best description of the contents therein. Tina has definitely taken this track and made it sound unlike the original, yet not unlike many of her own songs. I suppose that counts as a creative process. Sort of.
Please, pardon me if I don't particularly find myself interested in a philosophical discussion of this 40-second thrash-punk version. It's here because it was short and I had space for it. It is what it is.