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I grew up a-dreamin' of bein' a cowboy
Lovin' the cowboy ways
Pursuin' the life of my high-ridin' heroes
I burned up my childhood days

I learned all the rules of the modern-day drifter
Don't you hold on to nothin' too long
Just take what you need from the ladies, then leave them

He was born and raised in Oklahoma his blood lines were white and Cherokee
His daddy owned a ranch outside of Clairmore
Where he learned to ride before the age of three
Now young Will Rogers was a cowboy
And he practiced with his rope most everyday
He'd ride around the barn or cross the prarie
And throw a loop at anything that came his way.
Chorus:

You need a man to get lost it
With a heart big enough to roam
No more fences for you to look through
With your heart caught in a strangle hold
I've got a love full of wide open spaces

I've got a big love wild and free
Room to grow as big as your dreams

Chris Ledoux
Blue Eyes and Freckles

Blue eyes and freckles neath a white cowboy hat
His two bestest friends are his dog and his cat
He's one of the good guys it's plain to see
Shore enough cowboy though he's only three

Faded old blue wranglers dusty cowboy hat pair of scuffed up boots upon your feet
Can of pork n beans that you opened with your knife
It ain't much but its all you've got to eat
You think of what your daddy said if your money should run low
Just call I'll send your busfare to come home
But you're just to proud to take it and home won't be the same
Now you've had a taste of rodeo
You set out on the road to seek your boyhood dreams

Hold tight with a leather fist
Watch out when he starts to twist
That's what their daddies' used to tell them boys

How to ride them bulls
I got a jingle in my jeans
Sore places in between
And I'm leavin' on a saw blade

Well, the well went dry and the cow did too
Daddy didn't know what to do
The banker came by the house one day
He said he's gonna take the farm away

Then mama came up with a plan
My brother and me started up a band
My sister put a sign on the roof

Storm clouds are building above the timber line
The lightning's flashing across the mountain side
The thunder's rollin' down the canyons of his mind
Somewhere beyond the great divide

The bugle of the bull elk echos through pines
The north wind moans her lonesome lullaby
He hungers for the freedom of an eagle as she glides

Stoke up the fire mom bake me a pie stick a big chicken in the skillet to fry
Bake me some biscuits a chocolate cake too I'm comin' home mom home to see you
Well it's been a long time now since I've been away I've been rodeoin' for many a day
Now I'm returnin' no more to be blue I'm comin' home mom home to see you
I met me a lady as sweet as can be I asked her to marry she said yes siree
No more to be lonely no more to be blue
Now were comin' home mom home to see you
I met me a lady...

She opened up the letter from Nashville Tennessee
He said hon they like my music the songs I wrote for you and me
The boys and me just cut a record and it could hit the charts before too long
So it's gonna be a while till I can come back home
Yes I'm gonna be a country star and everyone will know my name
Oh you know I love those bright lights when I step on stage to sing
I'll be travlin' round the country with a big bus and a band
So just keep the homefires burnin' while I'm gone

Been Workin' Like A Dawg, Slavin' On The Fence Line,
Stretchin' Those Wires Tight.
Diggin' And Tampin' And Sweatin' In The Sunshine,
But I Get Off T'night.
I Got A Date With A Girl, A Perdy Ranchers Daughter,
Green Eyes And Golden Hair.
Gonna Pick Her Up At 8 After Some Soap And Water.
And We're Headin' To The County Fair.

He's rugged rough and ready his lady's soft and pretty
There must be ten years difference in their ages I suppose
But you don't see any traces or sadness in the faces
Cause together they're the cowboy and the rose
Now the lone cowboy shy like a piece of humble pie
Sips a cup of coffee at the dinner where he goes
Where he waits on the lady to finish waitin' on the tables
But together they're the cowboy and the rose

Well Lord I love this ranchin' with it's ropin' and brandin'
But I don't like that farmin' at all
It's goodby for the summer this haying's sure a bummer
And I'll be back to help you gather in the fall
Well I don't mind riding fences but them tractors are wrenches
I ain't never liked and I guess I never will
Just give me my horse and saddle or some woolies or some cattle
And turn me loose and let me ride out through the hills

Braided rope saddle soap rosin for his riggin'
A young man dreams of growing up to ride
Buckin' broncs Brahma bulls is just some wishful thinkin'
Cause that cowboy well he's still too young to ride
Leather chaps a big white hat silver spurs that glisten
Growin' up takes such a long long time
And he could ride the rankest bronc if only they would listen
How that cowboy's dreams sound a lot like mine

She got a roof that don't leak
When the rain's pourin' down
She got a place I can sleep
Where I'll be safe and sound

She got a lock on her door
Oh, but I got the key
She don't walk the floor

Sweeter than the grapes growin' out in California
Softer than the fuzz on the sweetest Georgia peach
Warms you goin' down like a twenty-two year old brandy
When she loves me, Lord, she's fine, fine as wine

She loves her rodeo, man, turns him every way but loose
Washes out all his Levis, shines his cowboy boots
Watches him each Saturday bitin' the dust again

You've finally arrived at the goals that you set
You thought that was it boy, oh, but you can't quit yet
There's a lonesome old road and it starts at the top
You got one way to go now and it's a mighty fast drop

You know freedom ain't free and glory ain't cheep
The prize that you gained, it's a crown you can't keep
Oh, when you finally won at vanity's game

While I was walkin' one mornin' for pleasure
I spied a young cowboy just ridin' along
His hat was throwed back and his spurs were a jinglin'
And as he approached he was singin' this song
Yippy ti yi yo get along little doggies it's your misfortune and none of my own
Yippy ti yi yo get along little doggies you know that Wyoming will be your new home
[ guitar ]
Now, early in spring we'll round up the doggies

Seven years old on a gold palomino I sat up tall with my face to the wind
I'd seen the rodeo cowboys in Reno so I dug in my boot heels and pulled on the reins
And Blaze he took off a running he threw me down off the side
Then my Uncle Jim picked me up once again said get back on that pony and ride
Get back on that pony and ride

So lift up your head boy I know how you're feeling
You say you won't ride with a chance you might lose

Have you ever been down to a country dance
And listend to the music of a hillbilly band
And danced with your darlin' all through the night
And don't go home til the morning light
Well if you ain't you don't know what your missing
Laughter and dancin' a huggin' and a kissin'
Everybody there's just havin' a ball
A dancin' all night at the old Grange Hall

Just a rodeo drifter, he comes and he goes,
Like a wild wind that blows in the night.
The highways and back roads are all that he knows,
He'll be gone with the mornin's grey light.

Like a blue norther howlin' like the tumbleweeds blow,
There's no way to settle him down.
His spirit's as wild as the horses he rides,

Come listen while I tell you the story
Of a battle that happened years ago
Where brave men fought and died for their people
Where the waters of the Little Big Horn flow

For many years the Indian fought the White Man
I guess they knew the end was growin' near
But this time they would show the Whites forever

There used to be a time candlelight and wine was all that a woman would need
Man you were a winner if you took her out to dinner or a movie she wanted to see
But the world has turned and it's time you learned that the old ain't working no more
Yeah the rules have changed it's brand new game and buddy if you want to score
You've got to get off the couch get out of the house long about Friday night
Shine up your boots polish up your moves if you want to keep her satisfied
Oh a little bump and grind will do it every time if you want to keep your little girl
But you don't stand a chance less you take her out and dance

Rollin' down a long highway
Out to New Mexico
Driftin' down to Santa Fe
To ride a bull in a rodeo
He's hooked on a feelin'
Addicted to a natural high
Don't know why it's appealin'
All he knows is he's got to ride

I was born in a hurry but there wasn't any place to go
Nowhere fast seemed better than nowhere slow
I never really got the hang of hangin' around

When you get down to it
I guess, I always knew it
What it is that makes my world go 'round

Met a rodeo cowboy in Billings
Killing time, trading stories and beer
And asked him how he made a living
Riding broncs and bull doggin' steers

Well, he smiled as he tipped his hat slowly
He said, friend, it ain't all like it seems
While some folks are makin' a livin'

I'm country
Well there's a little word and it fits me to a t
I don't know how you spell it but its country and that's me.
I laugh when I'm happy and cry when I'm blue
'cus when I'm mad like I'm suppose to do
On a Saturday night I'll have a drink or two
And hollow at the moon I'm country.

There's a big bright moon above and the night's just made for love
Baby I'm ready if you're willing
Well that twinkle in your eye is a darin' me to try baby I'm ready if you're willing
Now baby can't you see I'm waitin' for you to make up your mind
No use in hesitatin' can't you see we're wastin' time
Don't you think that love is grand let me be your lover man
Baby I'm ready if you're willing

Headed for Wyoming, in 1882.. A woman, a team, and a wagon.
Gonna make our dreams come true.
Settled in the foothills of the big horn mountain slope.
Life is sweet we lived on the meat, of the deer and the antelope.
We cut house logs on the moutain, with the team we hauled 'em down.
Peeled 'em and we stacked 'em up, for a house and bought some ground.
Traded for some cattle, and turned 'em out on the range.
The skies were blue and we never knew... How things were gonna change.

Well I have been a cowboy dang near all my life
That good ol' cowboy music is all I'm supposed to like
But here lately I don't know what's happening but I'm losin' control
I'm losin' control
To a little longhaired outlaw who's a ridin' somewhere deep down in my soul
He likes rock and roll

Well he rides a pinto stallion down the canyons of my mind

Just look at you, girl
Standin' here beside me
Starlight on your hair
Lookin' like a dream I dreamed somewhere
And look at me, girl
You got me actin' just like a lover
In an old time picture show
And how I got the part -- I just don't know

"Montana Rodeo"

There's a rodeo in Montana where they come from miles around
Where they throw the hooligan and a bunch of beer cans
All over that little cow town from Friday night to Sunday afternoon
The party goes on nonstop
Ranch hands and rodeo fans are drinking up the very last drop
And they all head for Montana at the foot of the Great Divide

Between Gallup and Shiprock he was born in a Hogan
And his spirit was as free as an eagle flies
Deep in the canyons out in Arizona
He broke his first pony before he turned five
He learned how to hide in the branches of the canyons
The young riders herded the wild horses by
Then quick as a bobcat he closed in the willows
And a new crop of Mustangs were waitin' inside

"Old Jake"

Now old Jake was a cowboy he'd worked his whole life on the range
And he could rope, and he could ride with any man just half his age
Old Jake was my hero and me I was just a green kid
And I prayed that someday I could do all the things old Jake did
Well we sat around the bunk house one cold and lonely winter's night
Just chewin' and talkin' and smokin' by the coal oil light

Riding back from town tonight
I don't need the trail moonlight
This old horse knows his way home
I don't have to touch the reins
He's right on track just like a train
This old horse knows his way home
This old horse knows his way home

Old Red was one of the orneriest yet
I'd seen at the big rodeo
He'd bite you and kick you and stomp out your life
Old Red had never been rode

Meaner than sin, wild as the wind
That blew on the Montana plains
Old Red was one of the last of his breed

"One Less Tornado"

Billy John grew up just west of Waco
He used to bare knuckle fight just for fun
He was as wild as a Texas tornado
And a bull ridin' son of a gun
Then one Saturday night down in Jasper
He drew a bull they called Dust Devil Rage

The winter wind was blowin' when we loaded that old truck
With a few things that we had and all our dreams.
With my new bride there beside me we headed down the road
I would show her places and things she'd never seen

First we went to Denver, fort worth, then San Antone
She cheered me on at every rodeo,
But Houston finally ended and then San Angelo

"Painted Ladies"

By a blackened wood stove in a run down old bunkhouse
Sat an old buckaroo with his hat in his hand
And he lowered his voice as he told me about 'em
Them wild western women that wore no man's brand

Well the old man remembered they'd drive you plum crazy

At seven this morning I got on the phone
And said to hold my Bronc as long as you can
My car broke down in Billings and they just got it back together
I'll be photo finishing in to old Cheyenne

We'll here I am in Sheridan and its 9 o'clock in the morning
And times a going fast
I just pulled her over had some coffee

Well the sun came up this mornin', my ain't it a beautiful day.
Heard that highway callin', time to be on our way.
Girl I never seen the sun shine brighter, I need you to be my rainbow
Rider.
Your sweet smile can keep all the clouds at bay,
So get up, we can use a holiday.
We're gonna drive up on the mountain, clear up to the timber line.
Sleep out in the moonlight, way up their among the pines.

The clickety sound of the southbound freight
And the high speed hum of a passenger train
Becomes a part of the soul and a heart and the mind
Of a boy who's raised by the railroad line

The sound of a whistle at the crossin' road
And the tanks and the trucks and the tractors on the flatcar load
Becomes a part of the soul and a heart and the mind

Last night you told her
That you could never hold her,
'Cause a cowboy's just got to be free

Her heart was breaking
And yours was aching,
But you saddled up and followed your dreams

Last night we rode our broncs in Seattle,
Me and bill packed the car in the pourin' rain.
Witch and john were at the beer stand, gettin' sprung.
But we got 'em gathered and hit the road again.

Chewin' snoose and spittin' in a bottle.
With country music blastin' on the radio.
Talkin' girls and broncs and gold beltbuckles.

Once I had a heart cold as ice
Love to me was only for fun
I'd make a mark for each broken heart
Like notches on the butt of a gun

Once I had a trick up my sleeve
And a reputation all over town
I was heartless and cold wherever I'd go

So you wanna be a cowboy and you wanna rodeo
Well I don't see nothin' to hold you back just pack your stuff and go
You'll travel many highways and boy you're gonna see it all
You'll have yourself some good times but you're gonna take some falls

Now lay off the hard liquor leave them pills alone
They'll only dull the senses and leave you weak and stoned
If you wanna be a winner son you've gotta play it straight

I'm weary and tired
I've done my day's riding.
Night time is rolling my way
The sky's all on fire and light slowly fading
Peaceful and still ends the day.
Up on the ridge nightbirds are calling
Singing their wild melody.
Down in the canyon conttonwoods whisper

Well way out west where the wild wind blows the eagle flies and the sage brush grows
Traditions are holding on you'll be glad to hear
They're being kept alive by the Sons of The Pioneers
Like that young cowboy from old Montana got boots and spurs and a black bandana
He rides the wild prairie rounding up the steers
Just like his Daddy he's a son of The Pioneers
From Texas clear up the Idaho from the mountains to the plains
They got the blood of Crockett and Geronimo flowing through their veins

Well, my car broke down it's in the ditch
Wish I was the son of someone rich
I'd throw hundred dollar bills out on the road
And I'd catch me a ride to the rodeo

There's a mule deer layin' by the road ahead
Well, he ain't sleepin' he's damn sure dead
Venison fryin' in the blazin' sun

His Stetson was faded and battered and worn
The stubble of his beard showed flex of gray
His limp was severe cause a leg had been torn by a bronc in his rodeo days
He hung round the chutes while we waited to mount
With a vague look of longing in his eyes
He spoke very few words but he made 'em count
He was broken forgotten but wise

Well he was pushing seven she was barely five
He rode up on his broomstick horse and said you wanna ride
His boots made a funny sound cause they were his daddy's size
His hat keep slippin' down below his eyes
And they rode off in the sunset down the sidewalk
She laughed at him every time that he talked
His two front teeth were missin' but he had the cutest smile
She thanked the cowboy for the ride

Capo 3

G C G
It’s been forty-five days since the snows have begun
G D
I stare at the fire and long for the sun
C G C
As the bitter winds blow through the mouth of the pass

I was waltzin' with my darlin' at the cattleman's ball.
Lost in the music and her charms.
I was glidin' around the dancefloor, she felt so good in my arms.
When a tall dark stranger walked up, and cut in.
He said, excuse me sir, why don't you go have a seat.
I said well listen' here pardner, this may sound kinda crude,
But the lady is dancin' with me.
Now I paid for the supper, an' I bought the drinks,

Caravan of yellow wire and crawling across the plains
Rolling along in a single file like a slow moving train
It rumbled down out of the mist into the early morning light
Said they stay till the job was finished if it took them till midnight
There were cats and scrapers all caterpillars packed up by mile high crane
And it looked like monsters from the old b movies the drive-ins use to play
And we'd sang goodbye Saturday under the stars
Wake up little Suzy in my daddy's car

I can still recall the day my uncle Chester caught religion
The Reverend took him swimmin' and the devil must have drowned
Uncle Chester he was big, he was mean and even vicious
But he didn't stand a chance against the lawman Reverend Brown

The lawman Reverend Brown was the Sheriff of Pitman County
His hair was long and black like the dusty suit he wore
In the pockets of his coats were the tools of his profession

He’s got a broomstick horse called dynamite
His very favorite friend
An old steed about four hands high
That runs just like the wind
There’s not an outlaw in the badlands
That he can’t apprehend
Whoopie ti yo the littlest cowboy rides again

It was dark and I was driving down a lonely Texas road
The night was hot and sleep pulled at my eyes
I was thinking bout the wild times and the women that I'd had
The deceitful things I'd done and those lies

When standin' in the shadows at the side of the road
Stood the figure of a withered old man
He wore a black bandana a ropin' stetson hat

(Spoken) Well there's always been groups of people that could never see eye to eye... an' I always thought if they'd get the chance to sit down and talk face to face they might realize they got a lot in common.....

Well I was sittin' in a coffee shop, just havin' a cup to pass the time.
Swappin' rodeo stories with this ole cowboy friend of mine.
When some motor-cycle riders started snickerin' in the back
Started pokin' fun at my friend's hat.
One ole boy said hey Tex, where'd you park your horse.
My friend just pulled his hat down low, but they couldn't be ingnored.

Well it's Saturday night
You're all dressed up in blue
I've been watching you awhile
Maybe you've been watching me too
And so somebody ran out
Left somebody's heart in a mess
Well if you're looking for love
Honey I'm tougher than the rest

In a world of losers, filled with wrong turns
Where so many bridges seemed destined to burn
The odds are so great, the chances so slim
To find the right her for just the right him

CHORUS
We're two in a million, exceptions to the rule
I followed my heart and love led me to you

I never was the kind to wear my feelings on my sleeve
But since I met you girl, there's been a world of change in me
I've got to say I love you, hope you like the sound of that
'Cause I can't keep it under this ol' hat

[Chorus]
Under this ol' hat
Is the head you turned around

The Nashville friends think I'm strange to make my home out on the range

Think it's nothin' but a God forsaken land
Why don't you bring your guitar and family, move on down to Tennessee
Well, I just smile because they don't understand
But if they ever saw a sunrise on a mountain mornin'
Watched those cotton candy clouds roll by
They'd know why I live beneath these western skies

When I was a lad an old cowboy told me well son you're sure ridin' well
There's fame and there's fortune
And glory waitin' at the end of the rodeo trail
So I packed up my stuff in my old pickup truck to follow my rodeo dreams
Now I'm finally on the top but I feel like a flop
Cause I've spent all the fortune I've seen
Now where is the glory in drivin' all night
Down a highway that's headed to nowhere

I've been workin' all week long out in the saddle
I lay my bed roll down at night out on the range
Cussin' dust and heat and fly's and cattle
All this romance can drive a poor cowboy insane
And that lonesome coyote's a howlin' on the prairie
And that big Wyoming moon is shinnin' down
Well it's Saturday night and you know its customary
For a wild and wooly cowboy to ride to town

Well, I'm just a Workin' Man's Dollar
In the pocket of his old blue jeans
I ain't like my Wall Street brother
He's in a bank so shiny and clean
Well, I'm faded and I'm wrinkled
Tattered and stained with sweat

But I'm the 1st one called when Uncle Sam Needs a hand with the

You say that somewhere over the rainbow
There's a star that you've been wishin' on
Well is the grass really that much greener
Than here where you belong?

I hope that you find what you're after
And I hope all of your dreams come true
Just remember I'll always be here