On Monday, Discovery Education sent us on an outing around Nashville. We visited the Ryman Auditorium, the Country Music Hall of Fame, and Honky Tonk Row. Of everything we did on Monday, 30 minutes of my day will stick with me forever. A few of us were walking around Honky Tonk Row around 10:45 am and the establishments were beginning to open and have live musicians. Prior to leaving for Nashville my husband told me I needed to go to a honky tonk and listen to music during the day and he suggested I go to one of his old hangouts called Robert’s Western World.
As we walked down the street, I looked up after we passed Tootsies and I saw Robert’s sign. We did not realize Robert’s was not open when we walked in but they welcomed us, let us know they would be open at 11:00am and told us to make ourselves at home. I began looking around at all of the artwork on the wall. I noticed an older man about 78 years old preparing the stage and a little old woman sitting content to the side. I walked over to the woman and said, “Do you do come here every day?” She smiled, giggled and said, “Yes, I have every day for 44 years.” As she talked there was a sparkle in her eyes. I went on to ask her if her husband owned the honky tonk. She told me no and went on to tell me her husband plays the 11:00-2:00pm slot every day. Proudly she pointed to the recognition plaques her and her husband received for the years they sang at Robert’s. She pointed out two plagues, one for 30 years and another for 40 years. Looking at the plaques, I learn their names are John and Lois Shepherd. Lois was so very proud of the life she and John have spent at the Honky Tonk. John used to work for “Robert” the original owner when Robert’s was a clothing store. The location began serving dinner and then added singers to the day all while selling clothing. Eventually they stopped selling clothes and focused on food and music. After our short discussion, my party and I decided we would come back at 11:00am to hear John sing. I am not sure if Lois thought we would really come back but when we did with another companion, John looks at Lois from the stage and says, “They came back with another to hear the music.” and immediately broke in to Conway Twitty’s song “Hey, Darlin’.”
As John played we took in the paintings and shelves of cowboy boots on the wall. Tim, Sandy, and I decided to order a fried bologna sandwich and coke, the house special, to enjoy while we listened to John sing. When ordering we asked the bartender about them. She told us John and Lois were a staple in the bar and the area. Lois used to sing a lot more with John but she doesn’t much anymore due to her health. John continued to play music and ask for requests. Tim requested George Jones and then asked him to play a song written by Lois. When Tim made this request, Lois beamed. John introduced the song by telling us she won an award the specific song he was going to sing and “two fellas in Ireland recorded it.” After John finished the song, Lois walked over to us while we were waiting on our food to tell us the first photo of John and her was on the wall next to where we sat. We moved the boots to see the photo. She told me she thought he was so handsome and they were in love from the moment they met. John and Lois were a team. Lois wrote the songs and John sang/played them.
I was sad to leave too soon but we had to get back to the tour bus. I could have listened to John sing all afternoon while I talked with Lois. You never know where you will find the next story that will touch your heart. Lois (pictured to the left) was the sweetest, most adorable woman I have ever met. She was so willing to share herself with me. John was a wonderful artist. Their relationship was beautiful.
Those few moments I spent with John and Lois Shepherd made Nashville become ‘real’ to me. It was no longer this tourist destination about cowboys and country music. It was about real people. Their story makes me want to return to Nashville and get to know the city a little better. I took from their story love, respect, and passion for each other and country music.
So I ask you, what is your story?
If you are interested in listening/watching John and Lois Shepherd check out this YouTube video. The video isn’t that great but you will be able to hear their beautiful voices clearly.
5 thoughts on “Their Nashville Story”
Just a hello from Larry Goodwin. We played at Deemans Den in early seventies. I was the one man band(with guitorgan, bass pedals, electric drums). Left and became a chiropractor. Always enjoyed your unique flat top performance. Hope you do it another 20 years.
Hi John and Miss Lois. I miss being with the both of you at the club. I used to sit and drink beer with Miss Lois. One time I had Terry Williford with me and John let him sing a few. I was a good friend of Evelyn The one I think you used to call her little foot. My name is Joanne . In fact John signed a cd for me. I have 2 of them. Well love and miss you both . Big hugs
They have always been special. As a young single chicagoland policeman in the early 80s,me and some fellow policemen without families close,spent our Thanksgivings in Nashville. We met John and Lois and they took us in inviting us to pot luck Thanksgiving dinners shared with local establishment workers. They have left a lasting impression of what good people are in my heart for 30 years. Wish I still had a 45 John gave me of him playing Shackles and Chains.
I just left John and Lois’ show at Robert’s and have enjoyed seeing them -these days though its mostly John and a few guests he gets up whenever they are in town-myself included. For the last 10 yrs. I was a tourist from Pittsburgh,but now I live here &(5 months now)I love to see every show. They are at Robert’s every sun.mon and tues 11a.m.-@2:15p.m.
April 2nd will be the 45th anniversary of them playing on the same block that Roberts is on- lower Broadway between 4th and 5th.
They are 2 of the most wonderful people I have ever known and I truly am blessed to know them and call them my friends
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