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When I Draw My Top Hand Pay
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This Heart Broken By You | The Whole World Is Coming Up Spring

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It Appears And Departs | Time Changes Nothing Now | Skew Ball Paint | I Stopped Loving You |
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| Lei Of Old Hawaii | Sometimes Remember Me

 
Bound For Old Billings (Larry W. Jones 11/14/2011) (song#6401)

My roots are in Texas, my boots where the X is
Right in the middle of the Lone Star state they play
But my next trail ride is where the Great Divide is
Though in cowboyin’ I won’t be drawin’ in much pay

Blue northers come down the western slope with a noise
Me and the other cowboys packed our corduroys
To survive through the winter in the mountain pass
Heard tales of cattle frozen to the pasture grass

We’ll get three free meals and a bunk bed frame of steel
So, we’ve got our bedrolls and a deal is a deal
Now, regarding pay, I suppose we’ll let it lay
We won’t be near a town or anywhere genteel

Got a double rig saddle with Friesseke tree
To protect my pony’s kidneys and maybe me
Now, when we find where the ranch is, there our chance is
To show Montana our Texas branch, yes siree

We’re bound for old Billings, our ponies are willing
It’s still summer and the pasture grass there is green
We’re Texas hands ridin’ for a Montana brand
Outside of Billings, a place we ain’t never seen

Gonna stop in Denver at a place named Kenners
See the Denver Mint with all the real gold in view
Then ride on to Billings and stay for the Winter
Herdin’, brandin’ cattle til the Spring roundup’s through

My roots are in Texas, my boots where the X is
Right in the middle of the Lone Star state they play
But my next trail ride is where the Great Divide is
Though in cowboyin’ I won’t be drawin’ in much pay
    
Blue Coyote Serenade (Larry W. Jones 11/15/2011) (song#6402)

Blue coyote, blue coyote serenade

Blue coyote, I feel just as blue as you
I had to leave my sweetheart behind today
I feel your loneliness for I’m lonely too
Blue coyote, blue coyote serenade

This new trail drive is already looking blue
I’m looking at the photograph we had made
The frame is painted blue in a lovely hue
As blue as your blue coyote serenade

Blue coyote, I hear your high lonesome cry
Then I hear only silence with no reply
That’s the same sound I hear since our last goodbye
Blue coyote, blue coyote serenade

(instrumental)

Blue shadows fall across the wide cattle trail
When the moon is on the rise and sunlight fades
Blue coyote, I hear the pride in your wail
I cry with your blue coyote serenade

My heart beats only for my darling, it’s true
And my songs are all about that lovely maid
But now they’re without doubt sounding oh, so blue
As blue as your blue coyote serenade

Blue coyote, I feel just as blue as you
I had to leave my sweetheart behind today
I feel your loneliness for I’m lonely too
Blue coyote, blue coyote serenade
      
Lost In The Age Of Love Ago (Larry W. Jones 11/15/2011) (song#6403)

You and I shared keys of love long ago
Under warm summer skies the breeze would blow
And my memory still retains the glow
Though it’s lost in the age of love ago

My sad face has lost the trace of a smile
As my mind races back before the woe
I remember how it was for awhile
Though it’s lost in the age of love ago

My dear, I wish I could turn back the time
Back to when love burned that I thought would grow
Long ago our song had lines of sweet rhyme
Now it’s lost in the age of love ago

(instrumental)

The summer wind that once caressed our face
Has now dropped to below the coldest low
Dear, I can’t win in love’s eternal race
I lost out in the age of love ago

I know that yesterday has come and gone
And more sorrow will come with morning’s glow
All my glad tomorrows have been withdrawn
Lost as well in the age of love ago

My dear, I wish I could turn back the time
Back to when love burned that I thought would grow
Long ago our song had lines of sweet rhyme
Now it’s lost in the age of love ago

Lost in the age of love ago
      
Hit Rawhide And Ride (Larry W. Jones 11/15/2011) (song#6404)

Whenever I get the urge to ramble
A big anticipation grows inside
And the situation calls for a scramble
I saddle up then hit rawhide and ride

There ain’t no place ever held me for long
Just in case I settled down there and died
The drifting fever has compelled my song
I sing it loud then hit rawhide and ride
 
I’ve ridden trails across this big country
Seen hidden rails where trains crisscross the land
I’ve seen ponderosas and big gum trees
While I rode in the saddle tall and tanned

I’ve been a-straddle for quite awhile now
Been over high mountains and prairies wide
But if any one place furrows my brow
I saddle up then hit rawhide and ride

There ain’t no place ever held me for long
Just in case I settled down there and died
The drifting fever has compelled my song
I sing it loud then hit rawhide and ride

I saddle up then hit rawhide and ride
      
In Loving Memory (Larry W. Jones 11/17/2011) (song#6405)

My love for you has lasted a lifetime
Although I knew you for just a few years
What a contrast between your life and mine
Real love’s reflected in all my new tears

Dear, I’ll spend my lifetime in loving memory
Searching for some warmth in this deep December cold
Your own love for me was just an allegory
Mine is in loving memory of love grown old 

(instrumental)

Dear, what an impression your presence made
My mind is imprisoned eternally
My darling, never will your essence fade
You’ll be ever in loving memory

Dear, I’ll spend my lifetime in loving memory
Searching for some warmth in this deep December cold
Your own love for me was just an allegory
Mine is in loving memory of love grown 

My mind is imprisoned eternally
You’ll be ever in loving memory
      
Hi Diddle Diddle He Played The Fiddle (Larry W. Jones 11/18/2011) (song#6406)

Hi diddle diddle, he played the fiddle
And they called him the fiddle man
Hi diddle diddle, he played the fiddle
Next to the banjo pickin’ man

Well, I asked him to play for us one time
Hi diddle diddle, one more time
And that’s when the fiddlin’ around began
She stayed with the fiddlin’ man

Hi diddle diddle, he played the fiddle
Oh, he played the fiddle just fine
Hi diddle diddle, he played the fiddle
Now I’m movin’ on down the line

(instrumental)

Hi diddle diddle, he played the fiddle
We used to hear him Friday nights
Hi diddle diddle, he played the fiddle
We used to dance in the bar lights

Then one night something went terribly wrong
Hi diddle diddle, sure went wrong
She became his fan, I was under ban
She stayed with the fiddlin’ man

Hi diddle diddle, he played the fiddle
Oh, he played the fiddle just fine
Hi diddle diddle, he played the fiddle
Now I’m movin’ on down the line
      
Written In A Letter Denied (Larry W. Jones 11/19/2011) (song#6407)

The letter I sent you, my dear
It had ink on it barely dried
The mail man made it very clear
That it was a letter denied

Dear, the seal will not be broken
And my eyes will never be dried
The words won’t be read or spoken
Written in a letter denied

(instrumental)

I hope we will meet somewhere, dear
At some place where you then will see
Words that I have always held near
Written on this sad heart of me

There I will ask you, my darling
Reconsider and open wide
Open your heart to my last words
Written in a letter denied

Open your heart to my last words
Written in a letter denied
      
Bandit Bandit (Larry W. Jones 11/20/2011) (song#6409)

Bandit, bandit, hide bandit hide…

Gray wolf, gray wolf, bandit of your pack
You don’t fear the shadows, so don’t fear mine likewise
I know gray wolves are lonely, hidden away like spies
We both are lonely bandits, hiding from lawmen’s eyes

Bandit, bandit, what bad have you done
Have you been a bandit, gray wolf, for your whole life through
Folks call you Diablo, and a bad Diablo too
Wait, gray wolf, for this bandit, that lawmen’s after too

Gray wolf, gray wolf, bandit of your pack
You don’t fear the shadows, so don’t fear mine likewise
I know gray wolves are lonely, hidden away like spies
We both are lonely bandits, hiding from lawmen’s eyes

(instrumental)

Bandit, bandit, sneaking stealthily
Among the shadows of scrub oak and cottonwood trees
Sometimes with the pack you run but hiding warily
Folks call you bandit, gray wolf, but guns are after me

Gray wolf, gray wolf, bandit of your pack
You don’t fear the shadows, so don’t fear mine likewise
I know gray wolves are lonely, hidden away like spies
We both are lonely bandits, hiding from lawmen’s eyes

Sometimes with the pack you run but hiding warily
Folks call you bandit, gray wolf, but guns are after me
      
Love Is A Full Time Thing (Larry W. Jones 11/20/2011) (song#6410)

Love is a full time thing
Your sweet love is a full time thing
As in every season the year will bring
Your sweet love is a full time thing

You vowed that you would care
I know now, you were always there
My darling, you have been more than just fair
Your sweet love for me, you still bare

Love is a full time thing
Your sweet love is a full time thing
As in every season the year will bring
Your sweet love is a full time thing

(instrumental)

You know just what to say
Whether I’m near or far away
I get letters from you dear, come what may
Cause your sweet love has come to stay

Love is a full time thing
Your sweet love is a full time thing
As in every season the year will bring
Your sweet love is a full time thing

Love is a full time thing
Your sweet love is a full time thing
      
Your Love Watches Over Me (Larry W. Jones 11/20/2011) (song#6411)

Dear, your love watches over me
Yes, your love watches over me
When the wind blows and storms are on the sea
I’ll still be safe and warm
Cause your love watches over me

At times a man gets weary and at times the sun don’t shine
But life never does get dreary when there’s somewhere to hide
The loving things you say and do tells me that you’re still mine
And I can tell by your face that your love is by design

Dear, your love watches over me
Yes, your love watches over me
When the wind blows and storms are on the sea
I’ll still be safe and warm
Cause your love watches over me

(instrumental)

At times a man gets weary and at times the sun don’t shine
But life never does get dreary when there’s somewhere to hide
The loving things you say and do tells me that you’re still mine
And I can tell by your face that your love is by design

Dear, your love watches over me
Yes, your love watches over me
When the wind blows and storms are on the sea
I’ll still be safe and warm
Cause your love watches over me
      
Trails Of Travail (Larry W. Jones 11/21/2011) (song#6412)

Seems like I’ve been ridin’ trails of travail
Been ridin’ trails of travail forever
But on trails of travail, pals never fail
We ride on trails such as those together

There’s a silver line in dark clouds
That brightens life’s dim, dreary shroud
Sometimes I wonder where I’m bound
But on trails of travail I’ve found
That saddle pals I can’t forsee
Come riding down those trails with me
So, I saddle Dan without fail
Straddle and ride trails of travail

(instrumental)

Guess I’ll be a trail rider, always been
Traveling along the dirt and gravel
Never owned a ranch or traveler’s Inn
I just let trails of travail unravel

There’s a silver line in dark clouds
That brightens life’s dim, dreary shroud
Sometimes I wonder where I’m bound
But on trails of travail I’ve found
That saddle pals I can’t forsee
Come riding down those trails with me
So, I saddle Dan without fail
Straddle and ride trails of travail
      
My Memory Number None (Larry W. Jones 11/21/2011) (song#6413)

You’re my memory number none…


Well, I remember many things
But there’s some things I can’t recall
Cause some of them have sprouted wings
And you’re the last mem’ry of all

You’re my memory number none
And I don’t recall having fun
Your true love for me came undone
You’re my memory number none

Dear, I called no other darling
It didn’t bother you to run
I recall nothing but quarreling
You’re my memory number none

(instrumental)

I walk with none but the lonely
My happiness has not begun
And I recall one thing only
You’re my memory number none

You’re my memory number none
And I don’t recall having fun
Your true love for me came undone
You’re my memory number none

Dear, you’re the last mem’ry of all
You’re my memory number none
      
Boondocks Moonshine Still (Larry W. Jones 11/21/2011) (song#6414)

Down a trail through the woody pines
A man I once knew had a thrill
He had too much to drink and both his eyes turned pink
Me thinks from boondocks moonshine still
 
Pa ran a boondocks moonshine still
So mountain folk could get their fill
Liquid diet’s not right so he kept it quiet
Pa ran a boondocks moonshine still

(instrumental)

Pa was tall and lean, some said mean
Mason jars just like sleeping pills
Mountain folks just couldn’t keep from counting their sheep
Cause of a boondocks moonshine still

Pa ran a boondocks moonshine still
So mountain folk could get their fill
Liquid diet’s not right so he kept it quiet
Pa ran a boondocks moonshine still

(instrumental)

My cousin Clyde thought he had died
When he tried to fly off the hill
Down the trail he ran but he ran back up again
Back to Pa’s boondocks moonshine still

Pa ran a boondocks moonshine still
So mountain folk could get their fill
Liquid diet’s not right so he kept it quiet
Pa ran a boondocks moonshine still

(instrumental)

G-men came around and they found
Pa’s boondocks still full of goodwill
Their loud singin’ hit the roof from Pa’s hundred proof
Pa kept his boondocks moonshine still

Pa ran a boondocks moonshine still
So mountain folk could get their fill
Liquid diet’s not right so he kept it quiet
Pa ran a boondocks moonshine still
      
Nail My Cowboy Boots To The Floor (Larry W. Jones 11/21/2011) (song#6415)

Cowgirl, nail my cowboy boots to the floor
And tie my leather duster to the door
Then hide my Stetson somewhere far away
Trade my pony for an old swayback gray
Cowgirl, don’t ask me what all this is for  
Better nail my cowboy boots to the floor
 
All my life I’ve ridden down distant trails
Some were forbidden ‘cept in western tales
But cowgirl, I needn’t ask for details
You want my ridin’ days to be no more
So honey, better start lookin’ for nails
Cowgirl, nail my cowboy boots to the floor

(instrumental)

Cowgirl, you know I’ve loved you from the start
I know I would die if we had to part
I’ve been a cowboy who just likes to roam
There’s one thing you can do to keep me home

Cowgirl, nail my cowboy boots to the floor
And tie my leather duster to the door
Then hide my Stetson somewhere far away
Trade my pony for an old swayback gray
Cowgirl, don’t ask me what all this is for  
Better nail my cowboy boots to the floor
      
Next Time You’re In Texas (Larry W. Jones 11/21/2011) (song#6416)

In an old saloon in Reno sometime around sundown
A cowboy is sitting at the bar looking really bad
Howdy stranger, I don’t know you but have another round
And maybe I’ll tell you about the troubles that I’ve had

Next time you’re in Texas, go see where my Ex is
And you will see the troubles where this cowboy’s been
Next time you’re in Texas, let her know her Ex is
Still in love with her and he will be til his end

(instrumental)

When you knock on her door, look for a little boy of four
Bring a toy eighteen wheeler but please don’t be a stealer
Tell her and him that I love them just as much as before
And that here in old Reno all I do is walk the floor

Next time you’re in Texas, go see where my Ex is
And you will see the troubles where this cowboy’s been
Next time you’re in Texas, let her know her Ex is
Still in love with her and he will be til his end

Next time you’re in Texas, let her know her Ex is
Still in love with her and he will be til his end
      
Cinch Your Burdens To The Breeze (Larry W. Jones 11/22/2011) (song#6417)

Clouds will seem much brighter than you’ve seen clouds before
When you cinch your burdens to the breeze
Songs will sound much lighter than you’ve sung songs before
When you cinch your burdens to the breeze

Gray clouds will dissipate if you’ll just participate
Western skies will be blue where you please
Here’s a primer, if you’re a new or old timer
Just cinch your old burdens to the breeze

(instrumental)

Some folks let their worries get them in a lather
But I’d rather that my mind feel free
Saddle pal, I hear you
My song will endear you

Clouds will seem much brighter than you’ve seen clouds before
When you cinch your burdens to the breeze
Songs will sound much lighter than you’ve sung songs before
When you cinch your burdens to the breeze

Gray clouds will dissipate if you’ll just participate
Western skies will be blue where you please
Here’s a primer, if you’re a new or old timer
Just cinch your old burdens to the breeze

(instrumental)

Some folks let their worries get them in a lather
But I’d rather that my mind feel free
Saddle pal, I hear you
My song will endear you

Bitter trails I’ve been on but I can depend on
A fine day when gentle breezes blow
Pal, don’t be a quitter, I’ll be your pinch hitter
And I’ll help you sing this song I know

Clouds will seem much brighter than you’ve seen clouds before
When you cinch your burdens to the breeze
Songs will sound much lighter than you’ve sung songs before
When you cinch your burdens to the breeze

Gray clouds will dissipate if you’ll just participate
Western skies will be blue where you please
Here’s a primer, if you’re a new or old timer
Just cinch your old burdens to the breeze
      
So Happy I Can Smile (Larry W. Jones 11/22/2011) (song#6418)

Well, listen to that bluebird sing
His sound has been around awhile
And that zephyr train soon will bring
The one plain reason for my smile

I’ve never felt this good so long
Now I could run a country mile
And like that bluebird with his song
It’s so much fun to laugh and smile

I love to hear a young bird cheep
In the time when Spring is in style
The time has come, I no more weep
Cause now it’s time for me to smile

(instrumental)

I’ve never felt this good so long
Now I could run a country mile
And like that bluebird with his song
It’s so much fun to laugh and smile

I used to wish upon a star
Whisper a prayer that I’d compile
And now my dear, right here you are
Now I’m so happy I can smile
      
One Mile High And Two Miles Down (Larry W. Jones 11/22/2011) (song#6419)

Just one mile high and two miles down
I feel like a natural clown
She loves someone in Denver town
Just one mile high and two miles down

She wrote me a letter and said she was lonely
She asked me to come right away
Denver’s far from Houston but I had a pony
I rode that pony all the way

When I arrived at her ranch and knocked on the door
I thought true love was in the air
But when her door opened, big boots were on the floor
Another cowboy was in there

Just one mile high and two miles down
I feel like a natural clown
She loves someone in Denver town
Just one mile high and two miles down

(instrumental)

Every part of my heart was broken to pieces
I left some parts on rocky ground
I didn’t search where the Justice of the Peace is
Just one mile high and two miles down

Well, the trail back to Texas was long and lowly
I kept riding and covered ground
As I rode along, I called out her name slowly
Just one mile high and two miles down

Just one mile high and two miles down
I feel like a natural clown
She loves someone in Denver town
Just one mile high and two miles down
      
Sail Her Home To Me (Larry W. Jones 11/22/2011) (song#6420)

The moon shines golden far over the sea
The days have grown olden impatiently
I look for a star the shines from afar
Strum on my guitar, sail her home to me

My love roams far over the sea
My home is now forgotten land
Someday, some way, she’ll come to me
And once again I’ll hold her hand

When night time comes I often pray
That she will stay safe on the sea
Wherever she is o’re the spray
Guide her and sail her home to me

(instrumental)

My love roams far over the sea
My home is now forgotten land
Someday, some way, she’ll come to me
And once again I’ll hold her hand

When night time comes I often pray
That she will stay safe on the sea
Wherever she is o’re the spray
Guide her and sail her home to me

Then on a new morning of quiet dawn
I awoke to peer from the curtains drawn
So near was a ship and I could then see
Prayers were answered to sail her home to me
      
I Will Hold You In My Dreams (Larry W. Jones 11/22/2011) (song#6421)

Dear, I will hold you in my dreams
Til I behold you in the Spring
Then you will leave me nevermore
Dear, I will dream of you each night
And in the Spring I’ll hold you tight
Just as I held you once before

The golden moon above will shine
Upon the earth, upon the sea
Upon your heart I know is mine
Til you come sailing home to me

(instrumental)

The golden moon above will shine
Upon the earth, upon the sea
Upon your heart I know is mine
Til you come sailing home to me

Dear, I will hold you in my dreams
Til I behold you in the Spring
Then you will leave me nevermore
Dear, I will dream of you each night
And in the Spring I’ll hold you tight
Just as I held you once before
      
Six Shooter man (Larry W. Jones 11/22/2011) (song#6422)

Well, I’m a six shooter man on a horse named Dan
Pardner, don’t try to fence me in
Cause I’m a straight shooter, a buckaroo rooter
Tear down fences like a king pin

Well, I’m a fast boot scooter, a six gun shooter
Don’t like fences, they trap me in
I’ve got reason enough to be seasoned and tough
Farmers’ fences where I begin

Well, I’m a six shooter man on a horse named Dan
Pardner, don’t try to fence me in
Cause I’m a straight shooter, a buckaroo rooter
Tear down fences like a king pin

(instrumental)

Well, there are stories told and it’s a-getting’ old
About men out in the wild west
I ain’t lookin’ for glory but it’s my story
A six shooter man at his best

Well, I’m a man of the grange who loves a free range
Pardner, don’t try to fence me in
Cause I’m a straight shooter, a buckaroo rooter
Tear down fences like a king pin

Well, I’m a six shooter man on a horse named Dan
Pardner, don’t try to fence me in
Cause I’m a straight shooter, a buckaroo rooter
Tear down fences like a king pin

Well, I’m a six shooter man on a horse named Dan
Pardner, don’t try to fence me in
      
Silver Concho (Larry W. Jones 11/23/2011) (song#6423)

Outside old San Angelo inside the Lonesome Dove
A cowboy held the hand of the girl who was his love
He gave her a silver concho from his western belt
And whispered in her ear just how much in love he felt

He said, I’d trade this for a silver dollar
And I’d trade San Angelo for Abilene
I’d trade in this pair of old worn out Levis
And parade the best cowgirl I've ever seen

(instrumental)

Outside of old Abilene inside her big ranch house
She recalls San Angelo in her high dollar blouse
His one silver concho she holds gently to her mouth
Her tears fall as she thinks of the cowboy to the South

She said, I’d trade my dollars for a silver concho
And I’d trade this Abilene for old San Angelo
Trade fancy clothes for an old worn out pair of Levis
To give to a cowboy with so much love in his eyes

(instrumental)

Conchos and dollars, Levis and choicest wine
San Angelo or Abilene’s fancy lines
Poor cowboys and rich cowgirls in their own world
Both of them would trade for the other’s dream world

He gave her a silver concho from his western belt
And whispered in her ear just how much in love he felt
      
Roundup Reveille (Larry W. Jones 11/23/2011) (song#6424)

Well, it’s reveille time at the roundup
The Eastern sun will soon rise Western bound
Cattle on the spread will soon be bound up
So cowboys, pick your bedroll off the ground

Now the night time moonlight glow is fading
Last night’s campfire embers are fading too
Well, it’s reveille time at the roundup
It’s roundup reveille for me and you 

Cowboys at the roundup will all agree
That roundups aren’t really a jubilee
It’s just lots of ride ‘em, rope ‘em, brand ‘em
When you hear early morning reveille

(instrumental)

Well, it’s reveille time at the roundup
The Eastern sun will soon rise Western bound
Cattle on the spread will soon be bound up
So cowboys, pick your bedroll off the ground

Now the night time moonlight glow is fading
Last night’s campfire embers are fading too
Well, it’s reveille time at the roundup
It’s roundup reveille for me and you

Well, it’s reveille time at the roundup
It’s roundup reveille for me and you
      
Trail To Perdition (Larry W. Jones 11/23/2011) (song#6425)

He stopped at Allentown where the old ranch house used to be
And he thought about the big roundups there in eighty three
He hitched his horse in Estes Park to do his commission
There he pawned his pocket watch on the trail to perdition

He rode up Elkhorn Avenue to the post office door
Mailed the money from the watch to a saddle pal of yore
His old world was separated by some dark partition
He rode west of Estes Park on the trail to perdition

(instrumental)

He rode up Elkhorn Avenue to the post office door
Mailed the money from the watch to a saddle pal of yore
His old world was separated by some dark partition
He rode west of Estes Park on the trail to perdition

The cowboy rode on to Lake Haiyaha’s Chaos Canyon
A snow front was coming in that he could feel on his skin
Folks in Estes Park said it was only his condition
He fell in Chaos Canyon on the trail to perdition

Folks in Estes Park said it was only his condition
He fell in Chaos Canyon on the trail to perdition
      
Randolph Scott (Larry W. Jones 11/24/2011) (song#6426)

He was the tall Virginian with the fastest draw
He rode for justice to enforce the law
I tried to be like him in little cowboy jeans
I bent my hat brim like in movie scenes

Randolph Scott was tall in the saddle and so browned
His adios meant he was westward bound
Randolph Scott would round up every bad guy around
And then he just rode off toward the sundown

I saw Randolph’s last western, Ride the High Country
Still tall in the saddle at sixty four
He still had the fastest draw on the silver screen
I wish that he had made a hundred more

Randolph Scott was tall in the saddle and so browned
His adios meant he was westward bound
Randolph Scott would round up every bad guy around
And then he just rode off toward the sundown

(instrumental)

I heard the news reporter say in eighty seven
That Randolph Scott played out his final scene
I looked out west and I swear I saw engraven
Randolph Scott riding across a silver screen

Randolph Scott was tall in the saddle and so browned
His adios meant he was westward bound
Randolph Scott would round up every bad guy around
And then he just rode off toward the sundown

Still tall in the saddle at sixty four
I wish that he had made a hundred more
      
May You Never Ride Alone Like Me (Larry W. Jones 11/24/2011) (song#6427)

Like a whippoorwill with no mate at night
I ride alone until the morning light
I feel like deadwood on the lone prairie
Dear, may you never ride alone like me

The cowboy code says never tells such lies
As my dear, you have done to my surprise
Now here I’m riding trails alone and blue
But love is still deep in my heart for you

I said goodbye to pals and left to roam
Cause of a gal who now won’t be my own
And I know her love now will never be
Dear, may you never ride alone like me

(instrumental)

The cowboy code says never tells such lies
As my dear, you have done to my surprise
Now here I’m riding trails alone and blue
But love is still deep in my heart for you

Well dear, the cowboy code goes on to say
Don’t you do no wrong or you’ll have to pay
I did you no wrong but you set me free
Dear, may you never ride alone like me

Now, listen to my last song
May you never ride alone like me
      
Louisian Muddy Swamp (Larry W. Jones 11/24/2011) (song#6428)

Well, I live in a muddy swamp down in old Louisian
I live on alligator rump or anything I can

Mon Marie down in the muddy swamp keeps me warm at night
Part vixen, hot like stew she mixin’, makes me feel alright

Muddy swamp, I’m right at home and here I will always be
Louisian muddy swamp, muddy swamp on Bayou Lafitte

(instrumental)

Revenours came in muddy swamp, said my tax was late
Well, they never came out, guess they were alligator bait

Cane grows well down in muddy swamp, ain’t no fancy cash bar
Boil it down til the still has stopped, drink from a Mason jar

Muddy swamp, I’m right at home and here I will always be
Louisian muddy swamp, muddy swamp on Bayou Lafitte

(instrumental)

Well, I’ve been up to New Orleans, farthest I’ve ever been
Too big city, that’s a pity, ain’t goin’ back again

Muddy swamp, I’m right at home and here I will always be
Louisian muddy swamp, muddy swamp on Bayou Lafitte

Louisian muddy swamp, muddy swamp on Bayou Lafitte
      
Abilene Texas (Larry W. Jones 11/26/2011) (song#6429)

My Daddy raised cows in Abilene Texas
We lived in a shanty house in Abilene
My Daddy was a poor Abilene cowboy
The cattle money he made was mighty lean

I loved a rich girl in Abilene Texas
Her Daddy was a big west Texas oil man
Well, he looked down on this Abilene cowboy
Cause I didn’t belong in his big oil clan

I left longhorns in Abilene for Alberta Canada
And went to work in rich Alberta oil sands
I bought shares of company stock in Alberta Canada
Hoping in Abilene I could win her hand

(instrumental)

One day I went back to Abilene Texas
And I called on the only girl there for me
She told her rich Daddy about Alberta
And I bought the biggest ranch in Abilene

Her Daddy flew in to Abilene Texas
For a Texas barbeque and jamboree
Then he asked me for advice on Alberta
He wanted to invest all his equity

Now he’s over in dried up oil fields of Midland Odessa
And his hopes of striking oil is mighty lean
He took my advice and he paid the price for sweet Vanessa
I rolled the dice, married her in Abilene
      
Brown Burro (Larry W. Jones 11/26/2011) (song#6430)

Over in the old corral
Right next to a big red roan
Is my little equine pal
That brown burro that I own

His back is bent and his head is long
His legs are short but they’re mighty strong
He’s all stubborn burro to the bone
That little brown burro that I own

Dance was held at the big barn
I went with my hat pulled down
Burro didn’t care a darn
When I rode him into town

He likes songs of deep sorrow
And he likes my songs of joy
He’ll go to sleep tomorrow
From hauling this old cowboy

His back is bent and his head is long
His legs are short but they’re mighty strong
He’s all stubborn burro to the bone
That little brown burro that I own

He had a fuss, little cuss
When I called him sorry names
Where he kicked I won’t discuss
But I ride him just the same

When I do that last roundup
And my days are done and gone
Carve on stone from the ground up
A brown burro that I owned

His back is bent and his head is long
His legs are short but they’re mighty strong
He’s all stubborn burro to the bone
That little brown burro that I own
      
Since You Left Me Darling (Larry W. Jones 11/27/2011) (song#6431)

Since you left me darling
My dreams of love have changed
Since you left me darling
My dreams of love have changed
And everybody thinks
That I’m the one to blame

Now I need somebody
Who knows misfortune too
Now I need somebody
Who knows misfortune too
Since you left me darling
My dreams have all turned blue

(instrumental)

Since you left me darling
My life’s a dreary thing
Since you left me darling
My life’s a dreary thing
No one is here to care
Or any comfort bring

Since you left me darling
My dreams of love have changed
Since you left me darling
My dreams of love have changed
And everybody thinks
That I’m the one to blame
      
In The Breeze Of Blue Western Skies (Larry W. Jones 11/27/2011) (song#6432)

Some folks are loud and love a crowd
And the busy life rushing by
But as for me I’d rather be
In the breeze of blue western skies

For the breeze brings refreshing cool
Made for a lazy summer dream
And the breeze is a vagabond
In all life’s never ending schemes

Yes, the breeze is a vagabond
It rides the ranges low and high
And I too am a vagabond
In the breeze of blue western skies

(instrumental)

When morning comes to the prairie
The western breeze wakes up slowly
Sometimes it gets rather airy
Until the sun sinks so lowly

And then the breeze returns at dawn
To ride the ranges low and high
And I too am a vagabond
In the breeze of blue western skies

And I too am a vagabond
In the breeze of blue western skies
      
All The Same (Larry W. Jones 11/27/2011) (song#6433)

(All the same) though you’re the one to blame
(All the same) I still whisper your name
I still love you all the same

(All the same) though love was not your aim
(All the same) my heart is still aflame
I still love you all the same

I don’t recall how many days or all the hours
That I have wondered why you went away
But dear, I have done everything in my power
To think of ways to bring you back some day

(instrumental)

(All the same) though love was not your aim
(All the same) my heart is still aflame
I still love you all the same

This pain in my heart seems to go on forever
Though love for you has lasted through the years
I know I’m foolish but will it end, no never
Though love for you is wasted through my tears

(All the same) though you’re the one to blame
(All the same) I still whisper your name
I still love you all the same
      
Tale Of A Rover (Larry W. Jones 11/28/2011) (song#6434)

Gather round cowboys, hear the tale of a rover
Of a lady who was his everything
That rover who loved her had no one above her
And they were set for marriage in the Spring

He spoke of the good times they had in the Summer
Before a new cowboy stole her away
She was not to blame, it was just the newcomer
For she was young and didn’t mean to stray

(instrumental)

Cowboys, that rover raised a drink to her new love
He wished their future be brighter than his
His eyes got sad and misty, not from the whiskey
T’was his story that told it like it is

Boys, that rover didn’t know me but he told me
All she did but he never put her down
He pled all the blame but then he said her name
And I wished I had ridden out of town

(instrumental)

My own words could not start to tell him from my heart
That his sad tale of a rover was me
I walked from the saloon, saw the man in the moon
Boys, all three of us were in misery

Now, I wonder if that rover knew who I was
But his tale of a rover was no lie
Cowboys, I’ll now admit I had to cry because
That same girl just bid this cowboy goodbye
      
Watching The Sun Head West (Larry W. Jones 11/28/2011) (song#6435)

A new day has started way in the East
The moon says goodbye to the night
A woodpecker taps for a grub worm feast
While I watch the new sun arise

A new day starts and the morning sun smiles
As the world welcomes an old guest
Here in the saddle I linger awhile
Just for watching the sun head west

On western trails, I may be miles from home
I stop by a stream for some rest
But old Dan and I have more miles to roam
While we’re watching the sun head west

(instrumental) 

A new day starts and the morning sun smiles
As the world welcomes an old guest
Here in the saddle I linger awhile
Just for watching the sun head west

On western trails, I may be miles from home
I stop by a stream for some rest
But old Dan and I have more miles to roam
While we’re watching the sun head west
      
North Sea Cowboy (Larry W. Jones 11/28/2011) (song#6436)

How did this cowboy end up on a North Sea oil platform
And just when does the next crew boat depart before the storm
My Texas love is deeper than this oil well in the sea
The weather sure is warmer where this cowboy wants to be

There’s a gal in Galveston, a long way from here to shore
She’s walking the floor for me with a Lone Star beer to pour
I’m gonna waltz her across Galveston when I deploy
Cause there ain’t no platform dance floor for this North Sea cowboy

There’s no jukebox on this platform, I can’t hear Ernest Tubb
The cook doesn’t do barbecue, I can’t get Texas grub
Just get me back to Texas because here I find no joy
The pay is good but not enough for this North Sea cowboy

(instrumental)

There’s a gal in Galveston, a long way from here to shore
She’s walking the floor for me with a Lone Star beer to pour
I’m gonna waltz her across Galveston when I deploy
Cause there ain’t no platform dance floor for this North Sea cowboy

There’s no jukebox on this platform, I can’t hear Ernest Tubb
The cook doesn’t do barbecue, I can’t get Texas grub
Just get me back to Texas because here I find no joy
The pay is good but not enough for this North Sea cowboy

Yeah, get me back to Texas because here I find no joy
The pay is good but not enough for this North Sea cowboy
      
Take This Song From My Mind (Larry W. Jones 11/28/2011) (song#6437)

(Take this song from my mind so I'll forget)

Take this song from my mind so I’ll forget
I was wronged by someone who now is free
She’s now gone from me but I love her yet
Take this song from my mind so I’ll forget

Take this hurt from my heart that goes so deep
Never thought this could be when we first met 
Something is wrong for I just cannot sleep
Take this song from my mind so I’ll forget

(instrumental)

Help my mind find some peace and sympathy
For with her mem’ry it is still beset
She’s now gone and she took her love from me
Take this song from my mind so I’ll forget

Take this hurt from my heart that goes so deep
Never thought this could be when we first met 
Something is wrong for I just cannot sleep
Take this song from my mind so I’ll forget

(Take this song from my mind so I’ll forget)
      
When I Stop Loving You (Larry W. Jones 11/28/2011) (song#6438)

If no sand was in the desert, no water in the sea
And if you didn’t make all of my dreams come true
And dear, if you were not an angel sweet as you could be
Then it’s true, that would be when I stop loving you

If no stars were up above us, no golden moonlight glow
And you were not an orchid, fresh as morning dew
If no rose grew in the desert, no flakes in falling snow
Then it’s true, that would be when I stop loving you

(instrumental)

If no stars were up above us, no golden moonlight glow
And you were not an orchid, fresh as morning dew
If no rose grew in the desert, no flakes in falling snow
Then it’s true, that would be when I stop loving you

But there is sand in the desert, there’s water in the sea
And darling, you do make all of my dreams come true
My dear, you are my special angel sweet as you can be
So, time will never be when I stop loving you

No, time will never be when I stop loving you
      
Old Mustang Dan (Larry W. Jones 11/29/2011) (song#6439)

Old Mustang Dan
We’ve followed many rambling trails
And you’ve thrown a few horseshoe nails
Old Mustang Dan

Old Mustang Dan
I’ve heard your resounding hoof beats
As if they were pounding heart beats
Old Mustang Dan

Yodel-adle-eedle-idle-oo
Old Mustang Dan and I are on the trail again
Yodel-adle-eedle-idle-oo
But we’ll be back to where the rambling trail begins
Old Mustang Dan

(instrumental)

We’ve always been a team, Old Mustang Dan and I
Old Dan I’ve held in esteem as years have gone by
Mustang and man, old western friends
The way it will be till the end
Old Mustang Dan

(instrumental)

Old Mustang Dan
We’ve followed many rambling trails
And you’ve thrown a few horseshoe nails
Old Mustang Dan

Old Mustang Dan
I’ve heard your resounding hoof beats
As if they were pounding heart beats
Old Mustang Dan

Yodel-adle-eedle-idle-oo
Old Mustang Dan and I are on the trail again
Yodel-adle-eedle-idle-oo
But we’ll be back to where the rambling trail begins
Old Mustang Dan
      
This Old Saddle Of Mine (Larry W. Jones 11/29/2011) (song#6440)

It’s served as a pillow for my tired, weary head
Though I would have preferred a real pillow instead
It’s been a chair when I had hardly time to dine
It’s put up with the grind, this old saddle of mine

This old saddle of mine doesn’t have fancy style
But it’s been my companion for many a mile
Yes, it has fought my fears and caught my salty tears 
And served as gear for songs, this old saddle of mine

(instrumental)

This old saddle of mine doesn’t have fancy style
But it’s been my companion for many a mile
Yes, it has fought my fears and caught my salty tears 
And served as gear for songs, this old saddle of mine

Now, city folks who just don’t know
Ask me if I’ve been in the saddle all my days
And I tell them it ain’t for show
This old saddle of mine has seen my cowboy ways

From Texas to Wyoming and Calgary’s pines
I’ve carried it, it’s carried me, this old saddle of mine
This old saddle of mine
      
Chisholm Cow Trail Driving Man (Larry W. Jones 11/30/2011) (song#6441)

I stopped at a cantina on the Rio Grande
Owned by el Lobo of the Comanchero band
And there I heard Mariachi music playing
A song about a cow trail driving man

A senorita served me Chiapas coffee
I said gracias and told her I liked the band
That Mariachi song seemed to be about me
I was a Chisholm cow trail driving man

I had another cup of Chiapas coffee
It was the best coffee along the Rio Grande
Gave a silver dollar to the cantina band
To play that cow trail driving man again

(instrumental)

Then I climbed back in the saddle on my pony
And up the long, dusty Chisholm trail I was gone
Had to meet up with the longhorns being driven
To Kansas all the way from San Antone

When I get to Kansas all will hear my story
They’ll hear about the Chisholm trail and prairie land
Then I’ll ride my pony back to old west Texas
Cause I’m a Chisholm cow trail driving man

I’ll have another cup of Chiapas coffee
Cause it’s the best coffee along the Rio Grande
Give a silver dollar to the cantina band
To play that cow trail driving man again
      
Time Has Turned On Me (Larry W. Jones 12/01/2011) (song#6442)

Time has turned on me, time has kept your memory
Nothing has been erased, you haven’t been replaced
The fire’s still burning as the years keep on turning
Time has turned on me and there is no victory

My friends told me that Father Time would douse the flame
But I doubt I’ll will ever cease to call her name
And it’s been awhile since I opened my front door
Time has turned on me for someone I still adore

(instrumental)

My friends told me that Father Time would douse the flame
But I doubt I’ll will ever cease to call her name

Time has turned on me, time has kept your memory
Nothing has been erased, you haven’t been replaced
The fire’s still burning as the years keep on turning
Time has turned on me and there is no victory

Time has turned on me
Time has turned on me
      
Top Of Your Mountain (Larry W. Jones 12/01/2011) (song#6443)

You went up to where I couldn’t reach you
You didn’t give love enough time
I see you on the top of your mountain
But there is no way I can climb

My dreams were visions of sweetest grandeur
I dreamed that our love song would rhyme
You went up to where I couldn’t reach you
And there is no way I can climb
No, there is no way I can climb

Darling, who was the stranger who took you
Just when I thought that things were fine
I didn’t know how low things could look too
On a mountain too high to climb
On a mountain too high to climb

(instrumental)

My dreams were visions of sweetest grandeur
I dreamed that our love song would rhyme
You went up to where I couldn’t reach you
And there is no way I can climb
No, there is no way I can climb

You went up to where I couldn’t reach you
You didn’t give love enough time
I see you on the top of your mountain
But there is no way I can climb
No, there is no way I can climb
      
Satin And Stone (Larry W. Jones 12/01/2011) (song#6444)

She’s satin and stone, sweetheart and rock miner strong
Persian cat and mountain cougar in a sarong
She’s satin and stone, she’s why I keep coming home

At times she’s like a baby, I don’t mean maybe
I like her the most when she’s that way
At times she’s as hard as flint, her eyes get a glint
Lover and protector, come what may

She’s satin and stone, sweetheart and rock miner strong
Persian cat and mountain cougar in a sarong
She’s satin and stone, she’s why I keep coming home

(instrumental)

She’s easy on my skin like a warm summer breeze
She must be next of kin to a dream meant to please
If someone comes between, they just drew the black bean
She’s not like any other woman that I’ve seen

She’s satin and stone, sweetheart and rock miner strong
Persian cat and mountain cougar in a sarong
She’s satin and stone, she’s why I keep coming home

Persian cat and mountain cougar in a sarong
She’s satin and stone, she’s why I keep coming home
      
Never Been To Nashville (Larry W. Jones 12/01/2011) (song#6445)

Well, I've never been to Nashville 
But I have been to Music Row
Because I go there every time
I turn on my old radio
The worn out dial must be broken
I've turned it far as it can go
It's stuck on the Grand Ole Opry
When old Hank Williams stole the show

No, I've never been to Nashville 
But I have been to Music Row
I’ve walked the stage of the Ryman
With an Uncle Dave Macon’s show
I’ve waited for an outbound train
By Jimmy Rodgers water tank
I’ve waltzed the miles across Texas
And I’ve got Ernest Tubb to thank

(instrumental)

Well, I've never been to Nashville 
But I have been to Music Row
Cause for years I’ve been movin’ on
With yodeling ranger Hank Snow
Roy Acuff sang Great Speckled Bird
And Patsy Cline fell to pieces
The Grand Ole Opry I have heard
Had a thousand stars releases

Well, I've never been to Nashville 
But I have been to Music Row
Because I go there every time
I turn on my old radio
The worn out dial must be broken
I've turned it far as it can go
It's stuck on the Grand Ole Opry
When old Hank Williams stole the show
      
Drive Away In Reverse When You Go (Larry W. Jones 12/02/2011) (song#6446)

I believe it’s better to hide the truth
Some lies taste sweeter than a Baby Ruth
My love mansion’s tall and will never fall
My hopes are sky high and will never crawl

So, drive away in reverse when you go
Don’t go changing gears or my tears will flow
I’ll make believe you’re driving in real slow
So, drive away in reverse when you go

(instrumental)

Now, you drove my heart to believe in you
And love’s treasure trove I believed was true
I don’t want to see a hearse full of woe
So, drive away in reverse when you go

Dear, drive away in reverse when you go
Don’t go changing gears or my tears will flow
I’ll make believe you’re driving in real slow
So, drive away in reverse when you go
      
Western Horizons Are All Gone (Larry W. Jones 12/05/2011) (song#6447)

Where oh where have gone the bronco wranglers
Saddle tramps, rodeo champs and strangers
Just as in defeat at Saratoga
The same is for the big Conestoga
Western horizons are all gone

And just where have gone the colt forty fives
That blazed across the west and counted lives
Oh, where is the sod of the prairie home
And where have the buffalo gone to roam
Western horizons are all gone

(instrumental)

Now, where have gone the riders in the sky
Well, I guess they’ve gone to the bye and bye
When is the next big roundup in Springtime
Time has ground up what was both yours and mine
Western horizons are all gone

Where oh where have gone the bronco wranglers
Saddle tramps, rodeo champs and strangers
And just where have gone the colt forty fives
That blazed across the west and counted lives
Now, where have gone the riders in the sky
Well, I guess they’ve gone to the bye and bye

Western horizons are all gone
Western horizons have all come and gone
      
We Made Memories (Larry W. Jones 12/05/2011) (song#6448)

We made memories but I don’t remember when
We made memories that now are only have been
Oh, now that I’m alone, my memory has flown
We made memories but I don’t remember when

There’s no memories in this apartment, for sure
Because if there were, my mind would not be obscure
Dear, I can’t recall why you told me all those lies
And now I don’t remember the love in your eyes

We made memories but I don’t remember when
We made memories that now are only have been
Oh, now that I’m alone, my memory has flown
We made memories but I don’t remember when

(instrumental)

There are no memories in this small sidewalk café
I don’t remember why you had to walk away
You gave no reason but I recall the season
Although I don’t remember the specific day

We made memories but I don’t remember when
We made memories that now are only have been
Oh, now that I’m alone, my memory has flown
We made memories but I don’t remember when
      
Front Range Of The Rockies (Larry W. Jones 12/03/2011) (song#6449)

The front range of the Rockies call to me
As early summer days come rolling by
The front range breeze, ponderosa pine trees
Blow and grow in blue Colorado skies

The front range of the Rockies call to me
And that is where soon I will be
Beauty and peace is there for all to see
In the front range of the Rockies

There, summer days call just like an old friend
Who wonders why I’ve been away so long
And I say, it’s good to be back again
To hear the front range of the Rockies song

(instrumental)

The front range of the Rockies call to me
And that is where soon I will be
Beauty and peace is there for all to see
In the front range of the Rockies

There, summer days call just like an old friend
Who wonders why I’ve been away so long
And I say, it’s good to be back again
To hear the front range of the Rockies song
      
Farewell Bells Are Tolling (Larry W. Jones 12/04/2011) (song#6450)

The bon voyage you’re on will be happy
Sailing out to sea and there change your name
There’ll be fine champagne to make things merry
I’ll see you sail but you won’t know I came
 
Farewell bells are tolling at the harbor
And dear, I know they toll for you and me
For down the deck I know you’re now strolling
With someone else you’ll wed when out to sea

(instrumental)

Dear, I dreamed of you and me together
And we would be that way for eternity
I never dreamed time would slip the tether
And you would sail away upon the sea

The captain of the ship will give roses
And sweet perfume will fill the salty air
As you depart my dream of love closes
For dear, I know that someone else is there

(instrumental)

Farewell bells are tolling at the harbor
And dear, I know they toll for you and me
For down the deck I know you’re now strolling
With someone else you’ll wed when out to sea

Farewell bells are tolling at the harbor
And dear, I know they toll for you and me
      
Inbound Train (Larry W. Jones 12/04/2011) (song#6451)

Oh my darling, why have you been gone so long
Why have you been gone so long
Was it quarreling or have I done you wrong
Why have you been gone so long

Now, when I hear that inbound train whistle moan
I look out my window, ring my hands and groan
I hear that rush of steam that endears a dream
Oh my darling, why have you been gone so long

Oh my darling, why have you been gone so long
Why have you been gone so long
Was it quarreling or have I done you wrong
Why have you been gone so long

(instrumental)

I heard an old friend say, buddy mend your ways
Then he said that he had been to San Antone
He said he saw you there, head up in the air
You were on that inbound train so far from home

Oh my darling, why have you been gone so long
Why have you been gone so long
Was it quarreling or have I done you wrong
Why have you been gone so long

He said he saw you there, head up in the air
You were on that inbound train so far from home
      
Johnny Ringo (Larry W. Jones 12/04/2011) (song#6452)

The mob marched up to the old Tombstone jail
Young Johnny Ringo would hang without fail
They said he killed Morgan Earp, it was plain
The mob said it was the end of his game

Well, old Tombstone rang when the whole mob sang
We won’t be tardy with Johnny Ringo’s hanging party
We’ll hang him high and Johnny’s gonna die
Cause he killed Morgan Earp and he did it mighty hearty

The Tombstone sheriff tried to hold his ground
But the mob was too many all around
Well, Johnny Ringo didn’t bat an eye
But his eyes closed when he was hung on high

(instrumental)

Johnny Ringo was buried in boot hill
A year went by before the truth would spill
Frank Stillwell and others killed Morgan Earp
Johnny Ringo lay still beneath the earth

Well, old Tombstone rang when the whole mob sang
We won’t be tardy with Johnny Ringo’s hanging party
We’ll hang him high and Johnny’s gonna die
Cause he killed Morgan Earp and he did it mighty hearty
      
Last Trail Ride (Larry W. Jones 12/04/2011) (song#6453)

Adios, wide prairie, guess my last trail ride is nigh
Gonna ride to one last roundup in the bye and bye
My pony is the only thing left to give to you
Adios compadres, guess my last trail ride is nigh

Gonna burn my last brand on the nearest hide at hand
And then pards, I’m gonna ride out o’er the Great Divide
My saddle is the only thing left to give to you
Adios compadres, guess my last trail ride is nigh

Git along now little dogies, run and jump around
My last trail ride is gonna cover a lot of ground

(instrumental)

Git along now little dogies, run and jump around
My last trail ride is gonna cover a lot of ground

Pards, I have seen the halo forming around the moon
Gonna ride to one last roundup in the bye and bye
Now I guess my bones will lay low and it’s coming soon
Adios compadres, guess my last trail ride is nigh

Adios, wide prairie, guess my last trail ride is nigh
Gonna ride to one last roundup in the bye and bye
My mem’ry is the only thing left to give to you
Adios compadres, guess my last trail ride is nigh
      
Lazybones (Larry W. Jones 12/05/2011) (song#6454)

Well now boys, when the sun came up this mornin’
I found the shade of a cottonwood for me
Way before noon the shade moved with no warnin’
So I just nailed it to the ground by the tree

Lazybones, lazy summer lazybones
Don’t know why but I’m lazy to the bone
Maybe it’s the temperature, I’m not sure
But I sure am feeling my lazybones

The cows are in the pasture grazing nearby
While occupied with lazy-ing, here am I
I wish fishin’ was the hardest work I’ve known
Cause boys, I sure am feeling my lazybones

(instrumental)

The cows are in the pasture grazing nearby
While occupied with lazy-ing, here am I
I wish fishin’ was the hardest work I’ve known
Cause boys, I sure am feeling my lazybones

Lazybones, lazy summer lazybones
Don’t know why but I’m lazy to the bone
Maybe it’s the temperature, I’m not sure
But I sure am feeling my lazybones
      
You Are My Book (Larry W. Jones 12/05/2011) (song#6455)

Well, if I were to ever write a book
Of someone who had the look of a queen
The hook line would always mention your name
And I would write it again and again

For you are my book and you’re my love song
There’ll be no ending no matter how long
Dear, you are my book and you’re my love song
And more chapters I’ll write all my life long

(instrumental)

Well, if I were to ever write a book
No, it wouldn’t be about how to cook
Unless we cooked up a love recipe
And the ingredients were you and me

For you are my book and you’re my love song
There’ll be no ending no matter how long
Dear, you are my book and you’re my love song
And more chapters I’ll write all my life long
      
I Didn’t Need To Be A Newborn To Weep (Larry W. Jones 12/05/2011) (song#6456)

I didn’t need to be a newborn to weep
All it took was a new morning without you
I didn’t need to be a newborn to weep
I can’t sleep cause I’m still deep in love with you

I play Bo Peep but in dreams you disappear
Dear, you left me with this broken heart for keeps
I didn’t mean to cry all these lonely tears
I didn’t need to be a newborn to weep

I didn’t need to be a newborn to weep
I can’t sleep cause I’m still deep in love with you

(instrumental)

I play Bo Peep but in dreams you disappear
Dear, you left me with this broken heart for keeps
I didn’t mean to cry all these lonely tears
I didn’t need to be a newborn to weep

I didn’t need to be a newborn to weep
All it took was a new morning without you
I didn’t need to be a newborn to weep
I can’t sleep cause I’m still deep in love with you
      
Oregon Trail (Larry W. Jones 12/09/2011) (song#6457)

(Rolling west) West to Oregon (Rolling west) West to Oregon
West to Oregon, rolling west on the Oregon Trail

Young Jim Bridger left Missouri in 1822
With Jedediah Smith and Jeremiah Johnson too
They crossed the Powder River and found the Yellowstone
Where Conestoga wagons would roll on the way to Oregon

Jim crossed the Wasatch mountains with the Great Salt Lake down south below
He led his team of trappers on the trail where Conestogas roll
The western skies were blue and bright on the new trail to Oregon
Old Jim Bridger was a famous mountain man in 1851

On the Oregon trail winding, Conestoga tracks are grinding
West to Oregon, rolling west to Oregon
(Rolling west) West to Oregon (Rolling west) West to Oregon
West to Oregon, rolling west on the Oregon Trail

(instrumental)

Jim Bridger looked at Jed with a fur pelt in his hand
Said Jed, you’re now looking at a lonely mountain man
Jed, I’d trade all the fur trapped in this great western land
For Oregon and a sweet Shoshone maiden’s hand

A mountain man gets lonely just trapping all the time
Now Jedediah, a woman’s love can’t be a crime
And I would build for that maiden a fine pinewood home
Where skies are blue and bright on the trail to Oregon

On the Oregon trail winding, Conestoga tracks are grinding
West to Oregon, rolling west to Oregon2
(Rolling west) West to Oregon (Rolling west) West to Oregon
West to Oregon, rolling west on the Oregon Trail

West to Oregon, rolling west to Oregon
West to Oregon, rolling west on the Oregon Trail
      
Rock-A-Bye Rocking Chair (Larry W. Jones 12/10/2011) (song#6458)

Bye bye troubles and bye bye cares
Worries fly ‘way in my rock-a-bye rocking chair
A daily double millionaire
Down in Dixie in my rock-a-bye rocking chair

All my neighbors say Howdy do
I just wave them back and ask, buddy How are you
This life sho is fun, I declare
It’s a slow run in my rock-a-bye rocking chair

Rocking slow and sleepy, feeling the time go by
Old front porch is creaking rock-a-bye lullabys
Don’t you wake me up til my supper gets prepared
I’m in Dixie in my rock-a-bye rocking chair

(instrumental)

All my neighbors say Howdy do
I just wave them back and ask, buddy How are you
This life sho is fun, I declare
It’s a slow run in my rock-a-bye rocking chair

Rocking slow and sleepy, feeling the time go by
Old front porch is creaking rock-a-bye lullabys
Don’t you wake me up til my supper gets prepared
I’m in Dixie in my rock-a-bye rocking chair
      
Bygone Western Days (Larry W. Jones 12/10/2011) (song#6459)

I pause and turn my gaze
To trails I’ve ridden on
And I then view old ways
Of western days bygone
They were my golden years
Of youth without a care
For bygone western days
Oh how I wish were here

I pause and turn my gaze
And I still see you there
So young we were when we
Had life and love to share
Down those old trails I ride
With my mind’s tearful eye
For bygone western days
While my heart for you cries

(instrumental)

I pause and turn my gaze
To trails I’ve ridden on
And I then view old ways
Of western days bygone
Down those old trails I ride
With my mind’s tearful eye
For bygone western days
While my heart for you cries

Down those old trails I ride
With my mind’s tearful eye
For bygone western days
While my heart for you cries
      
Moonlight On The Plains (Larry W. Jones 12/10/2011) (song#6460)

From times olden, something golden
Is beholden in the night sky
I’m a-knowin’, the moon glowin’
Comes a-rising for his night ride

Night time will come when day is done
It’s a cowboy’s domain
Songs they will sing to guitar strings
When moonlight’s on the plains

Moonlight on the plains, cowboy guitar strains
Moonlight on the plains, western tunes again
Around the campfire is heard their refrains
Cowboys sing their songs til the night is well along
While the moon is on the rise, hear cowboy’s reprise
When it’s moonlight on the plains

(instrumental)

Night time will come when day is done
It’s a cowboy’s domain
Songs they will sing to guitar strings
When moonlight’s on the plains

Moonlight on the plains, cowboy guitar strains
Moonlight on the plains, western tunes again
Around the campfire is heard their refrains
Cowboys sing their songs til the night is well along
While the moon is on the rise, hear cowboy’s reprise
When it’s moonlight on the plains
      
The Fool Who Wonders Why (Larry W. Jones 12/10/2001) (song#6461)

Forgive me if I’m mistaken on your reason for goodbye
I’ve awakened to the reason why I cry
Our love song was just a dream that lived and died
Here and now I’m just the fool who wonders why

Here and now I’m just the fool who’s still in love with you
I’ve learned a lot that time forgot since our love was through
Yes, I’m just the fool who watched as our love died
Here and now I’m just the fool who wonders why

(instrumental)

Forgive me if I’m mistaken on your reason for goodbye
I’ve awakened to the reason why I cry
Our love song was just a dream that lived and died
Here and now I’m just the fool who wonders why

Our love song was just a dream that lived and died
Here and now I’m just the fool who wonders why
I’m just the fool who wonders why
      
I Must Walk Alone (Larry W. Jones 12/10/2001) (song#6462)

We’re walking down two diff’rent paths
They never cross, we’re far apart
You once loved me but dear, somehow
You must have had a change of heart
So love, I guess I’ll live my life
Before my love of you was known
My darling, we must end this strife
Or my dear, I must walk alone

Dear, you want me made over new
You suppose that my life is wrong
I’m sorry but with choices few
I doubt that we will get along
Dear, please don’t try to change my ways
Or the sad ending of my song
My darling, please love me always
Or my dear, I must walk alone

(instrumental)

Dear, you want me made over new
You suppose that my life is wrong
I’m sorry but with choices few
I doubt that we will get along

Dear, try to see my side of life
And if you do, don’t pity me
If you don’t wish to be my wife
Then I wish that you’d set me free
I guess we must loose the tether
Of a sweet dream that now has flown
So, my darling, tell me whether
I stay or I must walk alone 
      
Last Time I felt My Heart (Larry W. Jones 12/11/2011) (song#6463)

Dear, the last time I felt my heart
Was when I felt your loving kiss
I felt my heart was full of bliss
Never thought it would feel remiss
But now that you are not around
I feel my heart is on the ground

Dear, the last time I felt my heart
Was when I felt your loving arms
For it was then I felt your charms
And my heart had no false alarms
But now that I’ve been left alone
I feel my heart is almost gone

(instrumental)

Dear, why did you go
And where, I don’t know
Since you are not around
I feel my heart is on the ground

Oh please return, I beg of you
My heart still feels that you want to
Dear, now that you are not around
I can’t live with this heart I found
Lying and dieing on the ground
The last time I felt my heart was

When I fell in love in you
      
Burlington Northern And Santa Fe (Larry W. Jones 12/11/2011) (song#6464)

Well boys, I’m along for the ride
I guess it belongs in my hide
To see the scenes along the way
Out across the prairie somewhere
Where there’s only fresh and clean air
On the Burlington Northern and Santa Fe

When that BNSF gets up her steam
It’s as if she bids the station farewell
I’m in elation as her whistle screams
When she’s outbound full speed o’er hill and dale

How I love to see the full moon at night
And then feel the Pullman car rock and sway
In the day tumbleweeds roll into sight
On the Burlington Northern and Santa Fe

(instrumental)

As the prairie rolls by I wonder why
Why I so love the old Santa Fe trail
I suppose the reason is cut and dried
I’m just along for the ride on the rail

Well boys, I’m along for the ride
I guess it belongs in my hide
To see the scenes along the way
Out across the prairie somewhere
Where there’s only fresh and clean air
On the Burlington Northern and Santa Fe
      
Out On The Purple Sage Sea (Larry W. Jones 12/11/2011) (song#6465)

Out on the purple sage sea, just wild cows and me
Where the whippoorwill calls and the winter snow falls
That’s the place where I really don’t mind if I be
I’m a saddleback rider, wild cattle driver
Out on the purple sage sea

Out on the purple sage sea, nothing gets me down
Cause I never frown far from the bustle of town
For miles I can see and the fresh air there is free
I’m a saddleback rider, wild cattle driver
Out on the purple sage sea

(instrumental)

Out on the purple sage sea, the skies are deep blue
Where my problems are few and saddle pals are true
I raise my soul from my bedroll, fresh as can be
I’m a saddleback rider, wild cattle driver
Out on the purple sage sea

Out on the purple sage sea, the wide open range
Where cowboys gaze on western ways that never change
That’s the only place for me, where I’ll always be 
I’m a saddleback rider, wild cattle driver
Out on the purple sage sea
      
Heartbroken Waltz (Larry W. Jones 12/12/2011) (song#6466)

Pardon me mi’lady, but you seem to be alone
Please don’t harden your heart for I will do you no harm
Is that a tear in your eye for one you’re thinking of
Someone who left and took away your deep, caring love

Come now mi’lady, and let us dance our cares away
The band will play slowly while your blue skirt swings and sways
We’ll make believe that we’re happy, though a love was lost
Our paths have crossed so we can dance this heartbroken waltz

(instrumental)

I know mi’lady, he proved untrue and made you blue
I too have lost someone and I feel the same as you
Did he leave with no farewell and never saw you cry
Well now mi’lady, your heart must feel the same as mine

Come now mi’lady, and let us dance our cares away
The band will play slowly while your blue skirt swings and sways
We’ll make believe that we’re happy, though a love was lost
Our paths have crossed so we can dance this heartbroken waltz
      
For You’ll Be There (Larry W. Jones 12/13/2011) (song#6467)

Someplace in that time unborn known as tomorrow
Day will dawn on a morn and I will crave you so
Then these empty years full of tears and such sorrow
Will be as if time would know that I need you so
And you’ll be there

Age will turn a page and sweep back the veil of time
You’ll walk, I know, into the afterglow of love
I will touch your face, you’ll feel this embrace of mine
For all the years that have been, love will live again
For you’ll be there

(instrumental)

Til then I will watch the Winter shadows draw near
Soon I will hear their call, come along, do not fear
And what seems to the eye to be a blink in time
Age will open a door, life will be as before
Yes, you’ll be there

Age will turn a page and sweep back the veil of time
You’ll walk, I know, into the afterglow of love
I will touch your face, you’ll feel this embrace of mine
For all the years that have been, love will live again
For you’ll be there
      
Wreck On The Railroad (Larry W. Jones 12/14/2011) (song#6468)

Now, what train was it, dear neighbor
That passed the old depot on by
When speed and a curve came together
Did you see anyone cry

I didn’t see nobody cry, neighbor
I didn’t see nobody cry
Oh, I heard the wreck on the railroad
But I didn’t see nobody cry

When I saw the wreck on the railroad
I knew that engineer on the line
The scene of awful destruction
Will forever be marked here in my mind

When speed and a curve come together
Someone there will surely die
Death was waiting there, neighbor
But I didn’t see nobody cry

I didn’t see nobody cry, neighbor
I didn’t see nobody cry

(instrumental)

I wish this sad story, neighbor
Was just a tale that was untrue
Time goes on now for us, neighbor
But the engineer’s life is through

When speed and a curve come together
Someone there will surely die
Death was waiting there, neighbor
But I didn’t see nobody cry

His life’s end was by great disaster
On the rails where he thought he could fly
Oh, I saw the wreck on the railroad
But I didn’t see nobody cry

I didn’t see nobody cry, neighbor
I didn’t see nobody cry
      
Roses Of Blue (Larry W. Jones 12/15/2011) (song#6469)

Blue are her violets but her roses are too
And blue was the cold wind that took the love she knew

Oh, they were so happy down there in the hollow
Where they planted red roses and violets of blue
But one day he left her and she couldn’t follow
She’s alone with violets and roses of blue

Blue are her violets but her roses are too
Warm were his loving arms until he went away
Blue are her violets but her roses are too
And blue was the cold wind that took her love that day

(instrumental)

New violets and roses still grow in the ground
But they’re twisted together around her front door
And gone with the cold north wind, her love can’t be found
She’s now alone with roses of blue evermore

Oh, they were so happy down there in the hollow
Where they planted red roses and violets of blue
But one day he left her and she couldn’t follow
She’s alone with violets and roses of blue
      
Ears Don’t Listen (Larry W. Jones 12/15/2001) (song#6470)

The sound I thought I’d never hear just came from far away
I recall how I said that I knew she’d be gone someday
She took my heart that’s calling for love and then left me here
So, ears don’t listen to the falling of my tears

I hear my teardrops falling to the rocky ground
They call me to forgive and forget she was here
But sounds they make say I’m the biggest fool around
So, ears don’t listen to the falling of my tears

(instrumental)

She said her love was true but ears, you had to listen too
Well, I guess she got tired of something that’s not very clear
She was stalling for time to disappear into the blue
So, ears don’t listen to the falling of my tears

I hear my teardrops falling to the rocky ground
They call me to forgive and forget she was here
But sounds they make say I’m the biggest fool around
So, ears don’t listen to the falling of my tears
      
Watering Trough (Larry W. Jones 12/15/2011) (song#6471)

Boys, the first western town I rode into
The big angry mob was hangin’ a man
They didn’t know what he was guilty of
But his hangin’ sure was their plan
I washed my hands in the watering trough
And my mind in the mornin’ sun
I watched him die, his smile went off
And then I went ridin’ along

Boys, the next western town I rode into
They were pickin’ on a poor drunken man
He was just a beggar out on the street
They didn’t care for dogs or man
I washed my hands in the watering trough
And my mind in the mornin’ sun
I watched him beg and heard him cough
And then I went ridin’ along

(instrumental)

Boys, the third western town I rode into
It was so full of lies and filthy vice
The outlaws were rich and the poor were poor
So boys, I took my own advice
I washed my hands in the watering trough
And my mind in the mornin’ sun
I watched outlaws rob poor and scoff
And then I went ridin’ along

Boys, I don’t know if ways will ever change
But I sure hope that time ain’t very far
Cause the lawless ways of today’s home range
Will soon answer before the bar
I’ll wash my hands in the watering trough
And my mind in the mornin’ sun
I’ll watch the wrongs be written off 
And then I’ll go ridin’ along

I’ll wash my hands in the watering trough
And my mind in the mornin’ sun
      
Cowboy John Barleycorn (Larry W. Jones 12/16/2011) (song#6472)

On a midsummer night in big wide Montana
The dusty old town of Billings seems so forlorn
In a broke down cabin tying his bandana
Is a cowboy the locals call John Barleycorn

Now, there’s a lady in Missoula he knows well
Around her finger a small band of gold was worn
Why she left him, no one in Missoula can tell
There’s a whiskey smell on cowboy John Barleycorn

(instrumental)

John Barleycorn calls it medicine for his ills
The taste makes John happy when he begins to mourn
He’s in love with the lady from Missoula still
Whiskey fills the bill for cowboy John Barleycorn

Now, there’s a lady in Missoula he knows well
Around her finger a small band of gold was worn
Why she left him, no one in Missoula can tell
There’s a whiskey smell on cowboy John Barleycorn

He’s in love with the lady from Missoula still
Whiskey fills the bill for cowboy John Barleycorn
      
Daisy (Larry W. Jones 12/16/2011) (song#6473)

Well, it ain’t gonna be a long ride now
Not nearly as long as this trail has been
The tale I’m a-tellin’ may sound crazy
But I’ve got a feelin’ that love’s in bloom
Days of the year are a-comin’ on June
And growin’ down the trail is a daisy

A daisy is growin’ beside the trail
Sweetest girl this side of the Great Divide
Daisy is the girl in this cowboy’s tale
Now all this cowboy has to do is ride

(instrumental)

Well, it ain’t gonna be a long ride now
Not nearly as long as this trail has been
The tale I’m a-tellin’ may sound crazy
But I’ve got a feelin’ that love’s in bloom
Days of the year are a-comin’ on June
And growin’ down the trail is a daisy

A daisy is growin’ beside the trail
Daisy is the girl in this cowboy’s tale
Daisy is the girl in this cowboy’s tale
Daisy is the girl in this cowboy’s tale
      
My Head Is Where I Hang My Hat (Larry W. Jones 12/16/2011) (song#6474)

Now, most guys hang their hat at home
But for me that ain’t where it’s at
True love is dead and I’m alone
My head is where I hang my hat

Home was a place where No was right
There’s no trace of a welcome mat
I’m down the road and out of sight
My head is where I hang my hat

(instrumental)

Oh, she loved me awhile back there
But in time it was just combat
More cold and rain is in the air
My head is where I hang my hat

Home was a place where No was right
There’s no trace of a welcome mat
I’m down the road and out of sight
My head is where I hang my hat

I’m down the road and out of sight
My head is where I hang my hat
      
I Remember When I Forgot About You (Larry W. Jones 12/16/2011) (song#6475)

Dear, I remember when I told you
I’d forget about your love that proved untrue
But now my dear, when I can’t hold you
I remember when I forgot about you

I keep remembering that you’ve been forgotten in my mind
I keep remembering that I’ve forgotten your lovely charms
I keep remembering that I’d forget about you in time
I remember when I forgot about you in my arms

(instrumental)

I’ve forgotten just how many nights I have walked the floor
I remember I said I’d forget about feeling blue
I’ve forgotten what day it was that you walked out the door
I remember when I forgot about a love once true

Dear, I remember when I told you
I’d forget about your love that proved untrue
But now my dear, when I can’t hold you
I remember when I forgot about you

But now my dear, when I can’t hold you
I remember when I forgot about you
      
Barnyard Bash (Larry W. Jones 12/17/2011) (song#6476)

Now, I popped the stopper on my corn mash whopper
And I took a big swaller with it on my arm
I did a little waller, tried not to drop ‘er
Cause by then my head was a-feelin’ mighty warm

I wobbled to the barn, my whopper on my arm
To try and hide my good corn mash
Now I mean no harm but it was a funny farm
They were havin’ a barnyard bash

Right in the middle was Chicken Little
Doin’ a big do-si-do
A calf was bawlin’ while a rat was callin’
The square dance on the floor
I’ll be darn, every critter in the barn
Was dancin’ the chicken scratch
Now, I’ll blame this yarn on what’s on my arm
A whopper of good corn mash

(instrumental)

Well, I went to my bunk bed feelin’ almost dead
Head was dancin’ the chicken scratch
Now, with much fright, I dreamed all night upon my bed
We were havin’ a barnyard bash

I wobbled to the barn, my whopper on my arm
To try and hide my good corn mash
Now I mean no harm but it was a funny farm
They were havin’ a barnyard bash

Right in the middle was Chicken Little
Doin’ a big do-si-do
A calf was bawlin’ while a rat was callin’
The square dance on the floor
I’ll be darn, every critter in the barn
Was dancin’ the chicken scratch
Now, I’ll blame this yarn on what’s on my arm
A whopper of good corn mash

We were havin’ a barnyard bash
      
Oh Gloomy Moon (Larry W. Jones 12/17/2011) (song#6477)

Oh gloomy moon, you rise tonight in gloomy skies
How can a love that dies be so long remembered
Oh gloomy moon, these tears that fall from gloomy eyes
Are the ties that remain from love’s fading embers

All people dream imperfect things of paradise  
But in the scheme of perfect things they pay the price

Oh gloomy moon, you rise tonight in gloomy skies
How can a love that dies be so long remembered
Oh gloomy moon, these tears that fall from gloomy eyes
Are just ties that remain from love’s fading embers

(instrumental)

All people dream imperfect things of paradise  
But in the scheme of perfect things they pay the price

Oh gloomy moon, you rise tonight in gloomy skies
How can a love that dies be so long remembered
Oh gloomy moon, these tears that fall from gloomy eyes
Are just ties that remain from love’s fading embers

Oh gloomy moon, oh gloomy moon
Why can’t a love that dies be over soon
      
On The Far Side Of The World (Larry W. Jones 12/17/2011) (song#6478)

A drifting wind blew in and then
I felt it gently stroke my hair
I whispered dear, you’re really near
Though on the far side of the world

An orchid grew as if it knew
Its beauty would soon be unfurled
Just as your lips are kissed with dew
Though on the far side of the world

I’ve made a vow I keep til now
That I will wait for your return
I promised too to love you true
Though on the far side of the world

(instrumental)

Each night in prayer I see you there
And then my mind gets in a whirl
I see your face, feel your embrace
Though on the far side of the world

I’ve made a vow I keep til now
That I will wait for your return
I promised too to love you true
Though on the far side of the world

I promised too to love you true
Though on the far side of the world
      
Inside The Jester Lives The Fool (Larry W. Jones 12/17/2011) (song#6479)

Now I know that inside the jester lives the fool
For fools like me, that must be the fool’s golden rule
Oh, I tried to be the jester just yesterday
But the jester is just a fool who has to pay

Now I break down and cry when your mem’ry appears
I’m a fool to think I can hide my lonely tears
Oh, I tried to be the jester just yesterday
I’m still the fool today who let you walk away

(instrumental)

Now I know that inside the jester lives the fool
Now I know how it feels to be feeling so blue
A jester will laugh until his heart breaks in half
And this fool’s foolish heart is broken over you

Now I know that inside the jester lives the fool
For fools like me, that must be the fool’s golden rule
Oh, I tried to be the jester just yesterday
But the jester is just a fool who has to pay

Oh, I tried to be the jester just yesterday
But the jester is just a fool who has to pay
      
All A Part Of You (Larry W. Jones 12/18/2011) (song#6480)

I kept the letter that you mailed
Read between the lines sadly veiled
I wept when the reading was through
For it was all a part of you

I kept the picture that you left
It’s by my heart upon the shelf
I slept on your old pillow too
For it was all a part of you

My dear, it hurts to think of how
You no longer need my love now
A year has passed and I’m still blue
For it was all a part of you

(instrumental)

My dear, it hurts to think of how
You no longer need my love now
A year has passed and I’m still blue
For it was all a part of you

I find no joy in living now
But I forgive you anyhow
All that I have is love still true
For it was all a part of you

All that I have is love still true
For it was all a part of you
      
Whenever (Larry W. Jones 12/18/2011) (song#6481)

Whenever your world gets lowly
Whenever your whole world seems like it’s falling down
Whenever your steps go slowly
That will be the time when you’ll find me coming round

Whenever you’re dreaming of me
Whenever your blue dreams seem like they’re turning true
Whenever yearning turns the key
That will be the time when I will return to you

Whenever your past is behind
Whenever your last wish for love is almost through
Whenever you make up your mind
That will be the time I have wished for me and you

(instrumental)

Whenever your past is behind
Whenever your last wish for love is almost through
Whenever you make up your mind
That will be the time I have wished for me and you

Whenever you’re dreaming of me
Whenever your blue dreams seem like they’re turning true
Whenever yearning turns the key
That will be the time when I will return to you
      
Spring Branding (Larry W. Jones 12/19/2011) (song#6482)

Now, Winter’s done and Spring roundup’s begun
All the new dogies have to be branded
Keep them ashes stirred cause the whole dern herd
Is in the corral with fence expanded
Keep that brand red hot, tie their legs with knots 
Boys, keep that brand red hot for Spring branding

Keep that brand red hot, boys
Keep that brand red hot
Tie their legs with knots, boys
Keep that brand red hot

When the last cow bawls and the Cookie calls
To the kettle and coffee we’re runnin’
If Cookie’s apple pie is too dern dry
For his Chinese hide we’ll all be gunnin’
Tie his legs with knots, boys
Keep that brand red hot

Keep that brand red hot, boys
Keep that brand red hot
Tie their legs with knots, boys
Keep that brand red hot

When we’ve had our sup and the moon comes up
The boys ‘n me’ll be toward town ridin’
It’ll be bottoms up from an old tin cup
And in the town jail we might be hidin’
Tie our legs with knots, boys
Keep that brand red hot

Keep that brand red hot, boys
Keep that brand red hot
Tie their legs with knots, boys
Keep that brand red hot

When tomorrow comes boss’ll bail us out
He’ll toss us all in the corral, no doubt
But then he’ll say, I remember the day
Boys, just like you, I too was young and stout
Tie their legs with knots, boys
Keep that brand red hot

Keep that brand red hot, boys
Keep that brand red hot
Tie their legs with knots, boys
Keep that brand red hot

I’ve got his legs tied cowboy
Now brand ‘im while it’s red hot
      
Take The Short Cut Shorty (Larry W. Jones 12/19/2011) (song#6483)

Now, Shorty was a sporty country lad
Ben, his city kin, was a cut above
Miss Mary was a recent high school grad
Ben and Shorty both ran for Mary’s love

Well, Ben musta been good makin’ money
And his looks looked good dressed in college plaid
But Shorty’s the lad Mary called honey
Guess he had somethin’ that Ben never had

Take the short cut, Shorty, take the short cut
Those are the words Shorty heard from Mary
Take the short cut, Shorty, take the short cut
Shorty, it’s you that I wanna marry

Now, Ben had been a champion in the mile
And he never had come in second place
He knew he could beat Shorty in high style
And there would be egg on old Shorty’s face

Well, Ben had been running for quite a while
Shorty saw Ben’s legs flying way ahead
Ben kept on running with his grinning smile
He knew to Miss Mary he’d soon be wed

Take the short cut, Shorty, take the short cut
Those are the words Shorty heard from Mary
Take the short cut, Shorty, take the short cut
Shorty, it’s you that I wanna marry

If Shorty was troubled, it didn’t show
He doubled down the shortcut with no care
Now, Ben had been running but didn’t know
That he’d come up short cause Shorty was there

Take the short cut, Shorty, take the short cut
Those are the words Shorty heard from Mary
Take the short cut, Shorty, take the short cut
Shorty, it’s you that I wanna marry
      
Come Sundown (Larry W. Jones 12/20/2011) (song#6484)

Well, here’s the end of day once more
Gentle thoughts come my way once more
Sweet dreams come around once more come sundown
My memory is crystal clear
It’s filled with visions of you, dear
Yesteryear is somehow here come sundown

Sundown is the time of day I always wait for
Sundown is the time when I miss you dear, once more
I dream of yesteryear and one I still adore

I feel it’s now my duty to view each sundown’s beauty
Especially when I see your silhouette come sundown

(instrumental)

Sundown is the time of day I always wait for
Sundown is the time when I miss you dear, once more
I dream of yesteryear and one I still adore

Well, here’s the end of day once more
Gentle thoughts come my way once more
Sweet dreams come around once more come sundown
My memory is crystal clear
It’s filled with visions of you, dear
Yesteryear is somehow here come sundown
      
March Along Longhorn Cattle (Larry W. Jones 12/20/2011) (song#6485)

Another hundred miles to go
You cows are moving way too slow
March along longhorn cattle, march along
And when we reach that railroad track
Only I will be coming back
March along longhorn cattle, march along

Your first cattle drive is your last
You’ll be full of clover and grass
March along longhorn cattle, march along
You’ll make good stew when you all pass
So, don’t you give me no more sass
March along longhorn cattle, march along

Now, it was not so long ago
Your brand new brands were all aglow
March along longhorn cattle, march along
Your hide was lean but now it’s round
I mean to fetch two bits a pound
March along longhorn cattle, march along

(instrumental)

Your first cattle drive is your last
You’ll be full of clover and grass
March along longhorn cattle, march along
You’ll make good stew when you all pass
So, don’t you give me no more sass
March along longhorn cattle, march along

Now, it was not so long ago
Your brand new brands were all aglow
March along longhorn cattle, march along
Your hide was lean but now it’s round
I mean to fetch two bits a pound
March along longhorn cattle, march along

March along, March along
March along longhorn cattle, march along
      
It’s All Here In My Mind (Larry W. Jones 12/20/2011) (song#6486)

Darling, dear dear darling
My world is blue since you’re now gone
Darling, dear dear darling
Without you near, what do I own

I own this lonely feeling way down deep inside
It won’t go away, has felt this way a long time
I can’t forget because my mind is in regret
I still love you dear, cause it’s all here in my mind

Darling, dear dear darling
My world is blue since I lost you
Darling, dear dear darling
Without you near, what will I do

(instrumental)

I own this lonely feeling way down deep inside
It won’t go away, has felt this way a long time
I can’t forget because my mind is in regret
I still love you dear, cause it’s all here in my mind

Darling, dear dear darling
My world is blue since I lost you
Darling, dear dear darling
Without you near, what will I do

I can’t forget because my mind is in regret
I still love you dear, cause it’s all here in my mind
It’s all here in my mind
It’s all here in my mind
      
Weeping Willow Tree (Larry W. Jones 12/20/2011) (song#6487)

My sweetheart now lives in the weeping willow tree
My lonely heart goes there to hear her sing to me
Like a sailor’s song out on a calm, peaceful sea
Her memory lives in the weeping willow tree

When love is torn apart by death forevermore
Hearts will weep for the love of one so long adored 

How can love songs come from a weeping willow tree
Though contrary to nature, it won’t let me be
So, it’s there I go, just the willow tree and me
My sweetheart now lives in the weeping willow tree

(instrumental)

When love is torn apart by death forevermore
Hearts will weep for the love of one so long adored 

When I heard the song of the weeping willow tree
It stirred within my heart the love she had for me
Only time will tell when I’ll hear death’s tolling bell
Our song will then knell from the weeping willow tree

How can love songs come from a weeping willow tree
Though contrary to nature, it won’t let me be
So, it’s there I go, just the willow tree and me
My sweetheart now lives in the weeping willow tree
      
Nee ee see ee koo wu (Larry W. Jones 12/20/2011) (song#6488)

Many moons ago there lived an Arapaho
A young brave who loved an Indian maid
For the daughter of a chief, his love was but brief
Down to the sacred water she once strayed

Nee ee see ee koo wu, voice of clear lake waters
The clear lake was jealous of the songs her voice made
Nee ee see ee koo wu, voice of clear lake waters
From by her brave, the lake took the Indian maid

Nee ee see ee koo wu, Arapaho now call her
To her dear songs, clear lake waters laid claim
In ripples on the water, her voice now bestirs
Nee ee see ee koo wu, they call her name

(instrumental)

Nee ee see ee koo wu, voice of clear lake waters
The clear lake was jealous of the songs her voice made
Nee ee see ee koo wu, voice of clear lake waters
From by her brave, the lake took the Indian maid

Her Indian brave looked in the clear lake water
And there his eyes saw what looked like heaven’s daughter
The songs he then heard in ripples upon the shore
Will be sung by Arapaho forevermore

Nee ee see ee koo wu, voice of clear lake waters
Nee ee see ee koo wu
      
Old Departed Trails (Larry W. Jones 12/20/2011) (song#6489)

Old departed trails
My thoughts recall from days long past
Old departed trails
Where saddle pals and I once passed
Old departed trails5
I hear you call from somewhere in the blue
I won’t forget for I remember you
Old departed trails

Old departed trails
You bear hoofprints to places I have been
Old departed trails
Oh, how I wish to ride you once again
Old departed trails
Some day I’ll gather saddle pals, and then
Together we will ride you til the end
Old departed trails

(instrumental)

Old departed trails
You bear hoofprints to places I have been
Old departed trails
Oh, how I wish to ride you once again
Old departed trails
Some day I’ll gather saddle pals, and then
Together we will ride you til the end
Old departed trails

Some day I’ll gather saddle pals, and then
Together we will ride you til the end
Old departed trails
      
Going Back To Texarkana (Larry W. Jones 12/20/2011) (song#6490)

Well, I’m going back to Texarkana
Just to see those old cotton fields of home
Yeah, I’m going back to Texarkana
Walk in my bare feet in that sandy loam

Back in Texarkana’s where I was born
In the middle of Texas cotton fields
I’ll be in Texarkana in the morn
And there I’ll view the snow white cotton yields

A cotton field in bloom is beauty seen
A cotton mill with loom is rarely seen
Soon I’ll be looking at Louisiana
Yeah, I’m going back to Texarkana

(instrumental)

Tonight I’ll dream by the Susquehanna
Of those cotton fields in Texarkana

Well, I’m going back to Texarkana
Just to see those old cotton fields of home
Yeah, I’m going back to Texarkana
Walk in my bare feet in that sandy loam

Yes, I’m going back to Texarkana
Just to see those old cotton fields of home
      
Grizzly Adams (Larry W. Jones 12/21/2011) (song#6491)

Born in Massachusetts in old Medway
Never had regrets that he didn’t stay
Hunting and trapping in the wilds of Maine
But in the wild west is where he found fame
Grizzly, John Grizzly Adams
High Sierras mountain man

In eighteen twelve Grizzly Adams was born
Kin to the president, raised on a farm
He grew up a leather smith making shoes
And it served him well for the life he’d choose
Grizzly, John Grizzly Adams
High Sierras mountain man

He headed for the gold in forty nine
California’s the place where he would mine
Young John went broke and then began to roam
The High Sierras was his mountain home
Grizzly, John Grizzly Adams
High Sierras mountain man

John established his camp at old Pinecrest
And hunting down grizzlies was his new test
He traded leather of harness and packs
For everything needed in tracking tracks
Grizzly, John Grizzly Adams
High Sierras mountain man
 
Grizzly looked the man in his buckskin pants
He was in demand in all Spanish grants
He tamed grizzly bears and put on big shows
None compared with the man in buckskin clothes
Grizzly, John Grizzly Adams
High Sierras mountain man
 
Silent now, the grizzly mountain man lays
Few mountain men ever quite lived his ways
Tamed grizzly bears in his natural prime
The High Sierras still sing of his time
Grizzly, John Grizzly Adams
High Sierras mountain man
      
Careless Love Song (Larry W. Jones 12/21/2011) (song#6492)

Love song, love song, oh careless love song
Love song, love song
Why don’t you care that she’s gone

Songs make me cry, love songs make me cry
Songs make me cry
Careless love songs make me cry

Pain fills my heart, oh pain fills my heart
Pain fills my heart
My love and I are apart

(instrumental)

I have no one, oh I have no one
I have no one
My whole world has come undone

How I still long, oh how I still long
How I still long
To hear one caring love song

Love song, love song, oh careless love song
Love song, love song
Why don’t you care that she’s gone
      
When It’s Time To Face The Music (Larry W. Jones 12/22/2011) (song#6493)

When it’s time to face the music, I’ll be gone, dear
For there will be no trace of me around your door
I couldn’t bear to see the tears you’ll be crying
Over an old flame I must answer to you for

She just dropped by on her way to New Your City
And I didn’t know a spark would so quickly grow
Even though I know I’ll pay, it’s still a pity
When it’s time to face the music, I’ll be no show
 
It’s so cold this time of year in New York City
But my dear, that old flame is burning in my heart
I know the scene that’s churning will not be pretty
When it’s time to face the music, it’s time to part

(instrumental)

She just dropped by on her way to New Your City
And I didn’t know a spark would so quickly grow
Even though I know I’ll pay, it’s still a pity
When it’s time to face the music, I’ll be no show
 
It’s so cold this time of year in New York City
But my dear, that old flame is burning in my heart
I know the scene that’s churning will not be pretty
When it’s time to face the music, it’s time to part
      
When I Draw My Top Hand Pay (Larry W. Jones 12/22/2011) (song#6494)

Dressed in my best western suit, polished up my boots
Riding to town, come what may
I’ll bring my saddle pals, we’ll swing those pretty gals
When I draw my top hand pay

Been feeling kinda rusty, throat’s kinda dusty
Time for makin’ more than hay
I’ll be two step dancing, step up my romancing
When I draw my top hand pay

What’s a cowboy need when he’s through with cattle feed
Well boys, hear is what I say
Go to town and mingle with our payday jingle
When I draw my top hand pay

(instrumental)

Dressed in my best western suit, polished up my boots
Riding to town, come what may
I’ll bring my saddle pals, we’ll swing those pretty gals
When I draw my top hand pay

Some girl with golden hair I’ll soon be holdin’ there
And this boys, is what she’ll say
Cowboy where have you been, won’t you please come again
When you draw your top hand pay
      
Apple Fritters In The Morning (Larry W. Jones 12/24/2011) (song#6495)

Nothing could be fitter
Than Mama’s apple fritters in the morning
It has that sugar glitter, never bitter
Makes me twitter in the morning

When the clock alarms
The smell is nice and warm in the morning
When the sun through window shines
Nothing is as fine as apple fritters in the morning

Apple fritters gets me feelin’ burly
Sets the world a-whirly early in the morning
If ah had ma druthers
I’d druther have my mother’s apple fritters
Each one is a pinch hitter in the morning

(instrumental)

Apple fritters gets me feelin’ burly
Sets the world a-whirly early in the morning
If ah had ma druthers
I’d druther have my mother’s apple fritters
Each one is a pinch hitter in the morning

Nothing could be fitter
Nothing beats that glitter
Than Mama’s apple fritters
Than Mama’s apple fritters
Than Mama’s apple fritters in the morning
      
Sunny Sarasota (Larry W. Jones 12/24/2011) (song#6496)

Oh, take me back to sunny Sarasota
Breakin’ ice ain’t my knack in Minnesota
Sarasota’s way down in that sunshine state
Give me some sunny sunshine and fishin’ bait
Oh, take me back to sunny Sarasota, I can’t wait

I’ll be in Sarasota, drink key lime soda
All day in the sunny Sarasota sun
Oh, take me back to sunny Sarasota
Breakin’ ice ain’t my knack in Minnesota
Oh, take me back to sunny Sarasota, I’ll have fun

Oh, there ain’t no place that I love more dearly
In Sarasota I can think more clearly
Oh, when I’m back in sunny Sarasota, I’ll have fun

(instrumental)

I’ll be in Sarasota, drink key lime soda
All day in the sunny Sarasota sun
Oh, take me back to sunny Sarasota
Breakin’ ice ain’t my knack in Minnesota
Oh, take me back to sunny Sarasota, I’ll have fun

Oh, there ain’t no place that I love more dearly
In Sarasota I can think more clearly
Oh, when I’m back in sunny Sarasota, I’ll have fun

Oh, take me back to sunny Sarasota
Oh, when I’m back in sunny Sarasota
When I’m back in sunny Sarasota, I’ll have fun
      
Square Dance Call (Larry W. Jones 12/24/2011) (song#6497)

Four couples are dancing, the caller’s announcing
The next step for one and all
Their boots are a-scootin’ and folks are a-hootin’
In time with his square dance call

He plays his old forty fives to keep them alive
Down at the old timers hall
They all do-si-do with harmony in their flow
In time with his square dance call

For years he’s been calling while never moth balling
His record player so small
He brings out the best when the song’s words are expressed
In time with his square dance call

(instrumental)

He plays his old forty fives to keep them alive
Down at the old timers hall
They all do-si-do with harmony in their flow
In time with his square dance call

He’s old as the prairie but he’s always cheery
His voice is a cowboy’s drawl
He never married and they’ll sing when he’s buried
In time with his square dance call
      
Wide Prairie (Larry W. Jones 12/24/2011) (song #6498)

Come along and ride with me o’re the wide prairie
Where the whippoorwill calls and a cowboy rides free
Now boys, when I die, don’t you cry or pity me
Just bury me where it’s dry on the wide prairie

This old cowboy has no home, for I had to roam
Along some far and distant trails that beckoned me
Where rattlesnakes coiled and strong campfire coffee boiled
I reckon I just belonged on the wide prairie

(instrumental)

This old cowboy has no home, for I had to roam
Along some far and distant trails that beckoned me

Come along and ride with me o’re the wide prairie
Where the whippoorwill calls and a cowboy rides free
Now boys, when I die, don’t you cry or pity me
Just bury me where it’s dry on the wide prairie

Now boys, when I die, don’t you cry or pity me
Just bury me where it’s dry on the wide prairie
      
This Heart Broken By You (Larry W. Jones 12/24/2011) (song#6499)

Doesn’t matter if we’re near or far apart, love
Never will I lose these old lonesome blues
I’ll be pained for all time just as at the start, love
While I’m chained to this heart broken by you

How could I ever pledge my heart to someone else
With pieces of my broken heart upon the shelf
How could I ever pledge my heart and say it’s true
While I’m chained to this heart broken by you =10

(instrumental)

A chain is only as strong as its weakest link
I know I’m weak and I’m chained to the strongest drink
It’s a token of my future now coming true
While I’m chained to this heart broken by you

Love, I don’t care if this old world comes to an end
Who is there left but you, girl, as my closest friend
I can’t blame you even though I know we’re now through
While I’m chained to this heart broken by you
      
The Whole World Is Coming Up Spring (Larry W. Jones 12/24/2011) (song#6500)

When the sun marches northward in Winter
And morning skies fill with redwings
When the brooks are waitin’ for fishin’ hooks
The whole world is coming up spring

When cool mists vaporize off the meadow
And the air smells so fresh and clean
When through the warm rain there shines a rainbow 
The whole world is coming up spring

When the old plow turns over new furrows
And young seedlings pop up so green
When the hedgehog comes out of his burrow
The whole world is coming up spring

(instrumental)

When the sun marches northward in Winter
And morning skies fill with redwings
When the brooks are waitin’ for fishin’ hooks
The whole world is coming up spring

When you stroll out in the quiet evening
And feel the joy creation brings
Songs unto God you’ll sing in believing 
The whole world is coming up spring

Songs unto God you’ll sing in believing 
The whole world is coming up spring
      
Dancing In Justin’s Boots (Larry W. Jones 12/27/2011) (song#6501)

Well, I used to dream of dancing in Justin’s boots
He was good at romancing in his western suits
So, when old Justin left, I put down my new roots
And I started in to prancing in Justin’s boots

Well boys, here I am stumbling in Justin’s boots
Just bumbling around trying to escape love’s chutes
Old Justin must have known she didn’t give a hoot
My dream is tumbling of dancing in Justin’s boots

(instrumental)

Well boys, here I am stumbling in Justin’s boots
Just bumbling around trying to escape love’s chutes
Old Justin must have known she didn’t give a hoot
My dream is tumbling of dancing in Justin’s boots

Well, the pasture over the fence sure did look green
Now I’m not so sure it has really ever been
Old Justin’s boots don’t fit so well, is what I mean
If they were back on Justin, I would leave the scene

Old Justin must have known she didn’t give a hoot
My dream is tumbling of dancing in Justin’s boots
      
Long Haul Heartache (Larry W. Jones 12/28/2011) (song#6502)

Well, It’s just a long haul heartache
Broken white lines and solid blues
They start with every road I take
Filling my mind with thoughts of you

I know she’s probably thinking
Wondering while I’m on my run
Is her dream of true love sinking
And is it now coming undone

But down these long roads full of distractions
The only thing I see is you
A long haul heartache, but my attraction
Is drawn only to love that’s true

(instrumental)

Darlin’, put worries behind you
And don’t doubt when you’re all alone
Cause my north star is aligned to
The long haul heartache road back home

Each night when I’m on my long run
Love songs come on the radio
And my favorite number one
Is Elvis, And I Love You So

But down these long roads full of distractions
The only thing I see is you
A long haul heartache, but my attraction
Is drawn only to love that’s true

Well, It’s just a long haul heartache
Filling my mind with thoughts of you
      
Bunkhouse Boot Box (Larry W. Jones 12/29/2011) (song#6503)

Back in the bunkhouse is an old boot box
It’s full of old memories and has-beens
Letters, photographs, old pair of boot sox
And I still open it up now and then

I guess a cowgirl’s life wasn’t for you
I guess I’ll stay a cowboy with regrets
Cause I’ve circled each I Love You in blue
On every letter since you and I met

Well, I guess maybe that I should move on
Too much time has now passed to make amends
But for now I’ll just stay here and hang on
Cause in my bunkhouse boot box we’re still friends

(instrumental)

I guess a cowgirl’s life wasn’t for you
I guess I’ll stay a cowboy with regrets
Cause I’ve circled each I Love You in blue
On every letter since you and I met

Well, I guess maybe that I should move on
Too much time has now passed to make amends
But for now I’ll just stay here and hang on
Cause in my bunkhouse boot box we’re still friends

Back in the bunkhouse is an old boot box
And I still open it up now and then
      
Someone Somewhere (Larry W. Jones 12/29/2011) (song#6504)

Somewhere is wherever she has gone
Somewhere I know that I have gone wrong
I cannot get her out of my mind
So, I’ve thought it through and this I find

Someone somewhere is telling her things I meant to say
Someone somewhere is dwelling on things that I let stray
I know she’s contented but somehow it just isn’t fair
Someone somewhere is now loving my someone somewhere

Well, it has been awhile but I’m OK by myself
And I still try to smile with my heart upon the shelf
Yeah, I’m still here while she’s been somewhere covering ground
And I’m pretty sure that this here is what she has found

Someone somewhere is telling her things I meant to say
Someone somewhere is dwelling on things that I let stray
I know she’s contented but somehow it just isn’t fair
Someone somewhere is now loving my someone somewhere

(instrumental)

She might be in Colorado
She might be in Eldorado
I might be a desperado with nowhere to go

Somewhere is wherever she has gone
Somewhere I know that I have gone wrong
I cannot get her out of my mind
So, I’ve thought it through and this I find

Someone somewhere is telling her things I meant to say
Someone somewhere is dwelling on things that I let stray
I know she’s contented but somehow it just isn’t fair
Someone somewhere is now loving my someone somewhere
      
Voyagers Lantern (Larry W. Jones 12/30/2011) (song#6505)

If when you’re asleep in the night
A voice you hear softly spoken
Of someone who’s deep in their fright
And their hope is deeply broken

With each wave they travel along
While the hull is fragile and weak
Doing right will never be wrong
So, if their horizon is bleak

Go on and light the voyagers lantern
And when you do, oh please light one for me
Perhaps it will help all of us discern
The path to steer in life’s dark stormy sea

(instrumental)

And as a new day awakens
You will find new friends waiting there
For you will not have forsaken
The voyagers lantern of care

Go on and light the voyagers lantern
And when you do, oh please light one for me
Perhaps it will help all of us discern
The path to steer in life’s dark stormy sea

Go on and light the voyagers lantern
And when you do, oh please light one for me
Perhaps it will help all of us discern
The path to steer in life’s dark stormy sea
      
Cynthia Ann Parker (Larry W. Jones 12/30/2011) (song#6506)

On a wide brown prairie in early Texas days
John Parker came to settle on the land
But he knew not the cunning of Comanche ways
Nor what lay in store for Cynthia Ann

When cabins and Fort Parker were finally built
They felt the land was right for them to stay
Menfolk did the hunting and women made their quilts
Cynthia Ann was just a child at play

One day Comanches came, five hundred in their band
Eighteen thirty six in the month of May
When the massacre was done, not a man would stand
Cynthia Ann, Comanches took away

Cynthia Ann Parker lived the Indian life
She grew up learning all Comanche ways
Peta Nocona took Cynthia Ann as wife
Three half-breed children filled up all her days

The story isn’t over, there’s another turn
Texas Rangers searched near by and far flung
The rescue of Cynthia Ann was their concern
Their deeds at Medicine Mound is still sung

Son, Quanna Parker, a famous Indian chief
Is still remembered to this very day
But Cynthia Ann died in Texas full of grief
She still missed her tribal Comanche ways

On a wide brown prairie in early Texas days
John Parker came to settle on the land
But he knew not the cunning of Comanche ways
Nor what lay in store for Cynthia Ann
      
Long Before You Were Mine (Larry W. Jones 12/31/2011) (song#6507)

On the license our signatures are on the lines
Marriage is a covenant made for all of time
But looking at history, there’s no mystery
Cause you were on my mind long before you were mine

Dear, you were on my mind
Long before you were mine
And you were in my heart
Long before our new start

Now we both share a door
To happiness and more
I knew love’s light would shine
Long before you were mine

(instrumental)

Written down on paper are words that sound sublime
Down in my heart those words are engraved for all time
Like endless ocean waves, I’ll honor words I gave
Cause you were on my mind long before you were mine

Dear, you were on my mind
Long before you were mine
And you were in my heart
Long before our new start

Now we both share a door
To happiness and more
I knew love’s light would shine
Long before you were mine

Dear, you were on my mind
Long before you were mine
      
Bygone Yesterdays (Larry W. Jones 12/31/2011) (song#6508)

Yesterdays are always in my memory
Though they’re bygone, they’re still shadows in my heart
Every day I close my eyes and then I see
Bygone yesterdays that never did depart

How I remember old friends from yesterday
I recall mostly kind words they had to say
Those old friends, you see, are still a part of me
Here in memories of bygone yesterdays

I never sing the old Scot song, Auld Lang Syne
Such things make me cry for those who’ve passed away
I’d rather think they’re just asleep, counting sheep
Here in memories of bygone yesterdays

(instrumental)

How I remember old friends from yesterday
I recall mostly kind words they had to say
Those old friends, you see, are still a part of me
Here in memories of bygone yesterdays

I never sing the old Scot song, Auld Lang Syne
Such things make me cry for those who’ve passed away
I’d rather think they’re just asleep, counting sheep
Here in memories of bygone yesterdays

Those old friends, you see, are still a part of me
Here in memories of bygone yesterdays
      
Did It Snow (Larry W. Jones 12/31/2011) (song#6509)

Did it snow, did it snow at your address last night
Like it fell, like it fell down on mine
Did you know, did you know by dawn of morning light
You could tell you almost lost your mind

Were they warm, were they warm, your memories last night
Or were they as cold as snow and ice
Did they form, did they form memories clear and bright
Did you know someday you’ll pay the price

Did it snow, did it snow at your address last night
Like it fell, like it fell down on mine

(instrumental)

Were they warm, were they warm, your memories last night
Or were they as cold as snow and ice
Did they form, did they form memories clear and bright
Did you know someday you’ll pay the price

Did it snow, did it snow at your address last night
Like it fell, like it fell down on mine
Did you know, did you know by dawn of morning light
You could tell you almost lost your mind

Did it snow, did it snow at your address last night
Like it fell, like it fell down on mine
      
Do You Yearn For Me (Larry W. Jones 12/31/2011) (song#6510)

When evening falls, do you yearn for me
By empty walls, do you yearn for me
And at any time when you’re alone
Do you yearn for any love we’ve known
Has your heart learned or turned into stone

When mem’ries come, do you yearn for me
When you’re lonesome, do you yearn for me
Although it has been so long ago
I would again wish our love could grow
Please let me know, do you yearn for me

(instrumental)

Do you yearn for any love we’ve known
Has your heart learned or turned into stone

When mem’ries come, do you yearn for me
When you’re lonesome, do you yearn for me
Although it has been so long ago
I would again wish our love could grow
Please let me know, do you yearn for me

Although it has been so long ago
I would again wish our love could grow
Please let me know, do you yearn for me
Do you yearn for me
Do you yearn for me
      
How Years Move Along (Larry W. Jones 12/31/2011) (song#6511)

Howdy stranger, haven’t seen you in quite awhile
Well, I’m OK, and I see you’re still dressed in style
I remember when you sang to me your swan song
Now ain’t it strange dear, how years move along

I know you’re married and I hope you stay that way
Heard he carried you across the threshold last May
That’s the same thing I did for you when I was strong
Now ain’t it strange dear, how years move along
 
Adios dear, I’ll tip my hat to yesterday
No, it’s not a tear, you and I are molded clay
Just remember that clay doesn’t last very long
Now ain’t it strange dear, how years move along

(instrumental)

I know you’re married and I hope you stay that way
Heard he carried you across the threshold last May
That’s the same thing I did for you when I was strong
Now ain’t it strange dear, how years move along
 
Adios dear, I’ll tip my hat to yesterday
No, it’s not a tear, you and I are molded clay
Just remember that clay doesn’t last very long
Now ain’t it strange dear, how years move along
      
Chester The Town Crier (Larry W. Jones 01/01/2012) (song#6512)

Well, here comes old Chester the town crier
He’s the gloomiest man seen around town
Had a girl but he couldn’t inspire her
Now Chester the town crier wears a frown

Old Chester used to have a happy face
He told the whole town about her embrace
Anyone could see Chester was in love
Until I stole his girl I’m singing of

Well, here comes old Chester the town crier
He’s the gloomiest man seen around town
Had a girl but he couldn’t inspire her
Now Chester the town crier wears a frown

(instrumental)

I told the whole town with a happy face
Just how much I enjoyed her warm embrace
But then she left me and the whole town sees
The town criers are old Chester and me

Now I look like Chester the town crier
Oh, both of us enjoyed her warm embrace
But neither one of us could inspire her
Chester and I both wear a gloomy frown

Well, here comes old Chester the town crier
We’re the gloomiest men seen around town
      
Cielito Lindo (Larry W. Jones 01/01/2012) (song#6513)

South of the Rio in the square of Laredo
Mariachis sing Cielito Lindo in song
A senorita in the square of Laredo
Broke my heart and I’m in Mexico all alone

Eyes as black as midnight promised love with their glow
But now my sad plight is as dim as it can be
Here I feel contrite in the square of Laredo
I know my senorita’s been deceiving me

Tequila poured free in the square of Laredo
I stopped for awhile at Jose’s cantina door
My ears heard the sweet sound of Cielito Lindo
The same song that she said was ours forevermore

(instrumental)

Then I saw her there in the square of Laredo
Dancing with a young vaquero in the night air
I challenged the vaquero whom I didn’t know
For the senorita’s love we both couldn’t share

North of the Rio and the square of Laredo
I sadly recall the bad deed that I had done
And whenever I hear sweet Cielito Lindo
Once again I see her step in front of his gun

The tale that they tell in the square of Laredo
Of a young senorita whom they all adored
Loved a Gringo there in the square of Laredo
She’ll be their Cielito Lindo forevermore
      
I Rode Out From El Paso (Larry W. Jones 01/01/2012) (song#6514)

I rode out from El Paso following his tracks
The sheriff said I would know how to bring him back
This star I wear is shiny, reflecting the sun
It feels so heavy for the job that must be done

The outlaw is a man who’s taller than them all
He was once a good man before his wayward fall
The circuit judge he gunned down and now he must pay
I rode out from El Paso for this wayward prey

(instrumental)

Once upon a time he lived for justice and right
Until his young wife was killed with malice one night
His world was shattered as he shoveled in the ground
He dug a grave and laid his darling six feet down

Vengeance he declared on all who took her young life
The gun he wears is notched in mem’ry of his wife
But vengeance only grows into another flaw
Blind reason turns a man into a bad outlaw

I rode out from El Paso to track an outlaw
When we were young cowboys we both looked like our Paw
His eyes shine just like mine and we both carry guns
This outlaw and me, both of us are Daddy’s sons

This star I wear is shiny, reflecting the sun
It feels so heavy for the job that must be done
      
Butcher Holler Square Dancing (Larry W. Jones 01/02/2012) (song#6515)

Well, they’re tunin’ up the fiddles
Way down in old Butcher Holler
Where Grandpa Jones sings his riddles
They say he beats all the callers

In the country around about
There’s one old bow legged feller
And he’s the loudest, there’s no doubt
Listen to him laugh and beller

Now, balance all and do-si-do
Rope her, tie her and let her go
Now, swing her round and place her there
Promenade all and don’t be square

Now, all choose your pretty partners
Just go grab the next one after
Now, step lively to the corners
And shake the roof with your laughter

Now, let’s all do it one more time
Do-si-do, with lots of prancin’
Cause there is nothin’ quite as fine
As Butcher Holler square dancin’
      
Cowboy’s Way (Larry W. Jones 01/03/2011) (song#6516)

To a cowpoke’s ear, the bawl of a steer
Is a melody of the plains
And when gray coyotes make their howling notes
To him it’s just a grateful strain

And his cowboy song as he rides along
Is all about his pretty gal
With her golden hair she’ll be waiting there
By the gate of the old corral

For a king’s gold crown in a big old town
He would turn down and never change
For his life is free on the wide prairie
Riding out on the western range

His eyes are open to everything there
But there’s nothing to make him fret
And if now and then his soul has a care
It will bring him no cold regret

(instrumental)

The loud pounding beat of his pony’s feet
On the sod as he rides along
Is in harmony with the melody
Of his light hearted cowboy song

He still rides the way as in yesterday
With a big holler and a hoot
With a tightened cinch that won’t give an inch
When he digs with a roweled boot

The skies may turn grey and make cowboys pray
And the wind may blow cold and moan
But a cowboy’s way is his only way
The saddle is a cowboy’s throne

So, saddle up boys for the ride today
Just look at those big western skies
And we’ll know the joys of a cowboy’s way
For I can see it in your eyes
      
Rose Of The Prairie (Larry W. Jones 01/03/2012) (song#6517)

O’re the wide prairie, the prairie so wide
Early in morning this cowboy now rides
This cowboy rides, boys, this sad cowboy rides
Early in morning this cowboy now rides

She wrote a letter and sent it by stage
I read it over page by dreadful page
She married another by some design
I must not tarry, she’ll never be mine

(instrumental)

Rose of the prairie, this cowboy is blue
Though you’re now married, dear, I still love you
My love’s still true dear, my love is still true
Though you’re now married, dear, I still love you

O’re the wide prairie, the prairie so wide
Early in morning this cowboy now rides
This cowboy rides, boys, this sad cowboy rides
Early in morning this cowboy now rides
      
Foolish Kind Of Way (Larry W. Jones 01/03/2012) (song#6518)

I’ve always been a rover, I guess the foolish kind
Pretty girls I looked over, in quest of all I’d find
None could ever hold me though they begged for me to stay
I told all I loved them in a foolish kind of way 

The foolish kind of way was the system that I used
I spread myself around and now I’m down with the blues
I never thought about tomorrow, only today
I told all I loved them in a foolish kind of way 
 
I went to smoky places where I had lots of fun
I thought they were OK places, never hurt no one
Now when folks talk about me, here’s what all of them say
He told all he loved them in a foolish kind of way 

(instrumental)

The foolish kind of way was the system that I used
I spread myself around and now I’m down with the blues
I never thought about tomorrow, only today
I told all I loved them in a foolish kind of way 

So, listen to the tale of someone who really knows
Time is gonna tell if you don’t keep right on your toes
Don’t leave your heart at home and then go outside to play
Don’t tell all you love them in a foolish kind of way
      
Young Western Singer (Larry W. Jones 01/03/2012) (song#6519)

Well, I’m a young western singer
But every song I start to sing
Some cowboy starts in to yellin’
Who choked that young dogie, poor thing

All the cowboys up and leave me
Not one of them stay very long
When I set my western voice free
With this old familiar sad song

As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
Oh, as I walked out in Laredo one day
I first took to drinkin’ then to card playin’ 
Got shot in the breast and am dyin’ today

(instrumental) 

I hate to see all them punchers run
And I hate to hear them all say
Git a rope, someone git a gun
And hang that young singer today

I don’t understand why they act
As if I am doing so wrong
Cause I’m a young western singer
With this old familiar sad song

As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
Oh, as I walked out in Laredo one day
I first took to drinkin’ then to card playin’ 
Got shot in the breast and am dyin’ today

Well, I’m a young western singer
I guess I’m just doing it wrong
      
Evergreen Love (Larry W. Jones 01/04/2012) (song#6520)

When I see an evergreen tree
Dear, it so reminds me of you
An evergreen tree grows up strong
Like an evergreen love that’s true
Evergreen tree, evergreen tree
Evergreen love has come along

Evergreen love’s a lasting love
For evergreen is never blue
The lasting song I’m singing of
Is sweet evergreen love from you
Evergreen tree, evergreen tree
Evergreen love has come to me

(instrumental)

Evergreen love’s a lasting love
For evergreen is never blue
The lasting song I’m singing of
Is sweet evergreen love from you
Evergreen tree, evergreen tree
Evergreen love has come to me

When I see an evergreen tree
Dear, it so reminds me of you
An evergreen tree grows up strong
Like an evergreen love that’s true
      
Adios Longhorn (Larry W. Jones 01/04/2012) (song#6521)

You’re fed on grass and two years old
Worth the fourth of an ounce of gold
Big and fat and as wild as sin
The range won’t see you there again

Tenderloin for the man who shirks
Neck and knuckles for him who works
Adios longhorn, don’t you rant
On your way to the packing plant

Away you go, so long, longhorn
You caused me sweat since early morn
Now loaded with a hundred more
Your ranging days are now long o’re

(instrumental)

Away you go, so long, longhorn
You caused me sweat since early morn
Now loaded with a hundred more
Your ranging days are now long o’re


Rawhide and tallow, hoofs and horns
Nothing that the packing plant scorns
Adios longhorn, don’t you rant
On your way to the packing plant
      
Every Time We Say Hello (Larry W. Jones 01/04/2012) (song#6522)

Every time we say hello, my world is better
Every time we say hello, my heart’s in fetters
And everyone must know how much I love you so
Cause everything is better with our love aglow

Dear, when you are here, there’s nothing wrong about it
Stead of singing songs, I want to shout about it 
There’s no better song, I’ll wager
That goes from minor to major
Every time we say hello, when we say hello

(instrumental)

Every time we say hello, my world is better
Every time we say hello, my heart’s in fetters

Dear, when you are here, there’s nothing wrong about it
Stead of singing songs, I want to shout about it 
There’s no better song, I’ll wager
That goes from minor to major
Every time we say hello, when we say hello

There’s no better song, I’ll wager
That goes from minor to major
Every time we say hello, when we say hello
      
Top Rail Roosters (Larry W. Jones 01/04/2012) (song#6523)

Well now, you top rail roosters think it’s fun
To jest sit up there and git nothin’ done
Yer line of blab is gittin’ hard to take
While I grab this wild coffin head to break

Ride ‘im you say, with talk that’s down right cheap
You top rail roosters couldn’t ride a sheep
Well boys, go on and blab, each one of you
I’ll take yer old jab and I’ll ride ‘im too 

Well now boys, he’s quit his awful pitchin’
Now, which one of you might have the itchin’
Come round tomorrow, he’ll be just as tame
You top rail roosters will be just as lame

(instrumental)

Ride ‘im you say, with talk that’s down right cheap
You top rail roosters couldn’t ride a sheep
Well boys, go on and blab, each one of you
I’ll take yer old jab and I’ll ride ‘im too 

Well, none of you boys will ever save face
And none of you will ever take my place
You’re top rail roosters, every one of you
And that’s about all you will ever do
      
Year Of Forty Nine (Larry W. Jones 01/04/2012) (song#6524)

Well, you’re gazing now at gold miner Jones
A left over from bygone days
But I want it known I’m still on my bones
And I ain’t here lookin’ for praise

It’s often my mind dreams of days grown old
And yes, it’s seems I do repine
For the days of old when we mined the gold
Back in the year of forty nine

My comrades I tell, they treated me well
Although they were a raunchy crew
They were as rough as grit I must admit
But they were miners brave and true

(instrumental)

When we were in a pinch, none gave an inch
I never heard them moan or whine
And just like good old men they all kicked in
Back in the year of forty nine

Now, of all the old miners I have known
There ain’t but one left here to boast
And I want it known I’m still on my bones
Although I’m looking like a ghost

Now, as I roam along from town to town
Old folks think I’m the next in line
Cause I’ve spent my gold from the days of old
Back in the year of forty nine
      
Out On The Chisholm Trail (Larry W. Jones 01/05/2012) (song#6525)

Now, come all you wily cowboys who have no fright
Out in the rain and hail
Go and roundup the cattle from morning til night
Out on the Chisholm Trail

Your time will be dreadful for the life that you chose
Riding through heat and cold
You’ll be almost froze from the water on your clothes
And soaked in your bedroll

You’ll see bright flashes of lightning shine in your eyes
Out on the Chisholm Trail
Cowboys have to be brave and not afraid to die
There’s no room for the frail

(instrumental)

You better think of your farms and its shanty charms
Your wife will wear a veil
Don’t sound an alarm or think you’ll be dry and warm
Out on the Chisholm Trail

Now, come all you wily cowboys who have no fright
Out in the rain and hail
Go and roundup the cattle from morning til night
Out on the Chisholm Trail
      
Welcome Sunshine (Larry W. Jones 01/07/2012) (song#6526)

(Welcome sunshine)

Welcome sunshine, well, don’t you know I love your smile
And don’t you cry sunshine, if I’m gone for awhile
I was so lonesome that I had tears almost start
Then I thought of you and felt bluebirds in my heart

Welcome sunshine, keep your bright eyes loving just me
And I will welcome blue skies anywhere I‘ll be
You don’t have to worry if I’m walking the line
The train’s stopped at the station, so welcome sunshine

(instrumental)

(Welcome sunshine)

Welcome sunshine, keep your bright eyes loving just me
And I will welcome blue skies anywhere I‘ll be
You don’t have to worry if I’m walking the line
The train’s stopped at the station, so welcome sunshine

You don’t have to worry if I’m walking the line
The train’s stopped at the station, so welcome sunshine
Welcome sunshine
Welcome my sunny sunshine
      
Little Jimmy Dickens (Larry W. Jones 01/09/2012) (song#6527)

Little Jimmy Dickens is more than slim pickins'
It’s true, he may be little but he sure is loud
Jimmy Dickens, with that big Gibson he’s pickin’
Out Behind the Barn he draws a big country crowd

Little Jimmy Dickens wears a big western hat
And keeping it real country is his legacy
Little Jimmy Dickens has got his act down pat
He fills up the stage at the Grand Old Op-er-ree

Now, Jimmy Dickens is nobody’s Stepping Stone
Cause Jimmy said, Take An Old Cold Tater and Wait
And May the Bird of Paradise Fly Up Your Nose
When that old Fireball Mail comes rolling down the grade

(instrumental)

Little Jimmy Dickens is more than slim pickins'
It’s true, he may be little but he sure is loud
Jimmy Dickens, with that big Gibson he’s pickin’
Out Behind the Barn he draws a big country crowd

Little Jimmy Dickens is a big country star
He’s engraved in the country music hall of fame
So, if you like real country, you can't raise the bar
Cause Little Jimmy Dickens is his great big name

Little Jimmy Dickens, cowboy boots a-kickin’
He’s stickin’ to real country songs
      
This Old Ranch (Larry W. Jones 01/10/2012) (song#6528)

I've worked around and lurked around this old ranch too long
Spring roundup’s come and gone and Summer’s hot and strong
I've worked around and lurked around this old ranch too long
And now it’s time for me to ride along

Mama wrote from Texas but Texas ain’t my home
Texas ain’t my home, no, Texas ain’t my home
Mama wrote from Texas but Texas ain’t my home
Cause I’ve been a bad outlaw too long

I've worked around and lurked around this old ranch too long
Spring roundup’s come and gone and Summer’s hot and strong
I've worked around and lurked around this old ranch too long
And now it’s time for me to ride along

Rangers and posse are ridin’ after me
Ridin’ after me, oh, they’re searchin’ hard for me
Rangers and posse are ridin’ after me
And now it’s time for me to ride along

I miss my Texas girl, miss her oh, so bad
Miss her oh, so bad, miss her oh, so bad
I miss my Texas girl, miss her oh, so bad
She’s back down in Texas feeling sad

I've worked around and lurked around this old ranch too long
Spring roundup’s come and gone and Summer’s hot and strong
I've worked around and lurked around this old ranch too long
And now it’s time for me to ride along
      
Here Comes Paradise (Larry W. Jones 01/10/2012) (song#6529)

Here comes paradise, there is no disguise
With a heart that’s true and love in her eyes
Love in paradise is in store for me

Here comes paradise with her golden hair
It’s so nice to know that for me she cares
Each day and night she’s paradise to me

I was so lonesome til she came my way
But now I own some paradise today

(instrumental)

I was so lonesome til she came my way
But now I own some paradise today

Here comes paradise like the Summer warm
And she is a prize that I’ll keep from harm
My heart is in song as we stroll along
Here comes paradise in a love that’s strong

Here comes paradise
Here comes paradise with her golden hair
      
It’s Coming Onto Spring (Larry W. Jones 01/11/2012) (song#6530)

Well boys, it’s coming onto Spring
So it’s time to tune up and sing
About the greening of the pastures in the sun
And the sound of the birds and roundup of the herds
Tune up your whistles, everyone

Oh my, the sun’s a-shinin’ in the sky
Old Man Winter is biddin’ us goodbye
The air is gettin’ warmer, don’t you say
I’m informed it’s nigh on the month of May
And snow is meltin’ off the Great Divide

(instrumental)

Soon a cowboy sees redwing blackbirds in the trees
And that means the cold wind is held at bay
Spring’s a-comin’, can’t you feel it
And this wool coat, it’s time to peel it
You cowboys know it’s time to say

Well boys, it’s coming onto Spring
So it’s time to tune up and sing
About the greening of the pastures in the sun
And the sound of the birds and roundup of the herds
Tune up your whistles, everyone

Cause boys, it’s coming onto Spring
      
I Only Hear My Heartbeats For You (Larry W. Jones 01/11/2012) (song#6531)

There’s a big jackhammer beating nearby
But just where it is I haven’t a clue
I know it’s near and I feel its war cry
But I only hear my heartbeats for you

There’s a big flock of geese flying up high
Oh, I know they’re somewhere up in the blue
I’m told they sound loud when they’re on the fly
But I only hear my heartbeats for you

I see we’re in a beautiful garden
Just off a crowded street or avenue
Where there must be a lot of commotion
But I only hear my heartbeats for you

(instrumental)

There’s a big flock of geese flying up high
Oh, I know they’re somewhere up in the blue
I’m told they sound loud when they’re on the fly
But I only hear my heartbeats for you

I see we’re in a beautiful garden
Just off a crowded street or avenue
Where there must be a lot of commotion
But I only hear my heartbeats for you

Dear, I only hear my heartbeats for you
      
Black Hills Gold (Larry W. Jones 01/11/2012) (song#6532)

Listen pals and you’ll pity my sad tale
I’m sickly and I’m lookin’ mighty pale
I gave up my job with its fancy frills
To hunt gold in South Dakota’s Black Hills

Listen pals, don’t go, stay a common man
And stay away from that old town Cheyenne
Cause there’s Outlaw Will and Comanche Bill 
Who’ll take more than your gold in the Black Hills

The round-house at Cheyenne is full at night
Full of drifters in search of men in plight
They’re clothes are ragged with pockets to fill
With the gold you carry from the Black Hills

(instrumental)

Listen pals, I went to Cheyenne for gold to find
All I found were mem’ries I left behind
Through hail and snow and rain up to the gills  
I became an orphan in the Black Hills

So pals, listen to advice I’ll unfold
Don’t go to Cheyenne a-huntin’ for gold
Cause only the railroad’s pockets you’ll fill
Hunting gold in South Dakota’s Black Hills
      
I’d Give Up Tomorrow (Larry W. Jones 01/12/2012) (song#6533)

I’d give up tomorrow to take back yesterday
For what good is tomorrow with no one to love
I’d give up tomorrow with all its clouds of gray
To take back today the one love I’m dreaming of

Tomorrow will open an empty world for me
I’ll give in to sorrow more than I’m having now
I’d give up tomorrow to take back yesterday
I don’t want tomorrow without love anyhow

(instrumental)

Tomorrow will open an empty world for me
I’ll give in to sorrow more than I’m having now
I’d give up tomorrow to take back yesterday
I don’t want tomorrow without love anyhow

I’d give up tomorrow to take back yesterday
I’d give up tomorrow to take back yesterday
      
X-I-T Range (Larry W. Jones 01/12/2012) (song#6534)

Come gather round cowboys and listen to my song
For I’m sure you’ll be pleased and it won’t take too long
I’ll sing to you of things that you may not agree
Of the Texas panhandle’s famous X-I-T

If you ride to Dalhart, find Rufus Jack Bradley
He’s the big wagon boss and he’ll treat you badly
He’ll toss you on a hoss on three million acres
And he’ll make you break a hundred widow makers

When you ride up to the Escabada bunkhouse
You’ll see sod upon the roof and for sure a mouse
Ask what it is and you’ll be told the same as me
Greenhorn, this is your bed on the big X-I-T

Oh, for sure you’ll rise early morn before daybreak
And boys, you’ll scorn the taste of cold X-I-T steak
And for fixin’ fences in rain, don’t think it strange
Cause you’re now employed on the big X-I-T range

Some cowboys say X-I-T means Ten In Texas
But I know a ten’s as big as my paycheck is
And boys, if to Mr. Farwell you wish to complain
You won’t be gettin’ far on the X-I-T range

Now you cowboys, I no longer here can remain
And I hope my Texas song has caused you no pain
But when I am gone, now don’t you think of me strange
For I’ve been a cowhand on the X-I-T range
      
I Will See You In My Dreams (Larry W. Jones 01/13/2012) (song#6535)

Dear, I will see you in my dreams
Til I can see you one more time
When you are here safe in my arms

And I will dwell in thoughts of you
Well on into the daytime too
Til I can see your many charms

The sun and moon above know who I’m dreaming of
All the heavenly stars brightly shine just for you
Dear, I will see you in my dreams
Til I can see you one more time
So darling, remember you’re mine

(instrumental)

The sun and moon above know who I’m dreaming of
All the heavenly stars brightly shine just for you
Dear, I will see you in my dreams
Til I can see you one more time
So darling, remember you’re mine

Dear, I will see you in my dreams
Til I can see you one more time
So darling, remember you’re mine
      
Be A Texas Cowboy (Larry W. Jones 01/14/2012) (song#6536)


Well, I’m a Texas cowboy far away from home
When I ride back to Texas, I no more will roam
Montana is too cold and winters are too long
Before Spring roundups start, your money is all gone

I worked the X-I-T which now I’ll never see
Les I go back to Texas and they pardon me
I’ve worked in Nebraska where grass grows ten feet high
Cattle are the rustlers, they make good cowboys die

(instrumental) 

I’ve worked in the sand hills and down along the Platte
Most cowboys are good fellers and cattle are fat
I traveled this whole country and worked for the brand
All through the Indian Nation and the Rio Grande

All along the Yellowstone where it’s cold year round
Boys, I got consumption from sleeping on the ground
The badlands of Montana are the worst I’ve seen
Ain’t no place for tenderfeet and cows are too lean

(instrumental)

So all you Texas cowboys, take warning from me
Go to Montana but leave your money with me
Just work down in Texas all the whole year around
You won’t get consumption from sleeping on the ground
      
On Mountains In Colorado (Larry W. Jones 01/15/2012) (song#6537)

Up on top of the mountains in Colorado
There tall snow capped peaks greet the sun
That shines above the tree line in Colorado
For all to see that night is done

Summer winds blow warm on golden grain fields below
That beg my return to its glow
Where I can live my childhood dreams of long ago
On mountains in Colorado

(instrumental)

(Up on top of the mountains in Colorado)
There tall snow capped peaks greet the sun
(That shines above the tree line in Colorado)
For all to see that night is done

Summer winds blow warm on golden grain fields below
That beg my return to its glow
Where I can live my childhood dreams of long ago
On mountains in Colorado

(On mountains in Colorado)
      
It Appears And Departs (Larry W. Jones 01/15/2012) (song#6538)

My friends ask if I still love you
And they ask how I’m doing now
They ask me if I’m feeling blue
Any sadness I just disavow

The truth is hard for me to say
I’m not good at such works of art
I just say nothing bothers me
Because it appears and departs

It appears and departs alright
Oh, it appears when I awake
And it doesn’t depart all night
Oh, a man has a lot of pride
So he can’t admit that he cried
For a love he has in his heart
I just say nothing bothers me
Because it appears and departs

(instrumental)

My friends ask why you departed
And if I’ve found anyone since
I just answer them half hearted
I know they laugh at my expense

The truth is hard for me to say
I’m not good at such works of art
I just say nothing bothers me
Because it appears and departs

It appears and departs alright
Oh, it appears when I awake
And it doesn’t depart all night
Oh, a man has a lot of pride
So he can’t admit that he cried
For a love he has in his heart
I just say nothing bothers me
Because it appears and departs

Pain of heart appears and departs
It appears and departs
      
Time Changes Nothing Now (Larry W. Jones 01/15/2012) (song#6539)

It changes nothing now what this life brings to me
Cause I’ll be alright from now til eternity
Whatever, there will be no worry on my brow
Nothing matters because time changes nothing now

Dear, it was only a year ago since we met
I never thought that you would go, to my regret
But now you’re gone and you’ve retracted every vow 
Nothing matters because time changes nothing now

(instrumental)

Dear, now that you have gone and left me here so blue
I can only blame myself since I can’t blame you
Whatever happened, I don’t understand just how
Nothing matters because time changes nothing now

As water flows under a bridge and is soon gone
I’ll soon forget all the love from you I have known
Whatever, there will be no worry on my brow
Nothing matters because time changes nothing now

Whatever, there will be no worry on my brow
Nothing matters because time changes nothing now
      
Skew Ball Paint (Larry W. Jones 01/16/2012) (song#6540)

Whoa skew ball, I’m gonna straddle you til I fall
Now, it was down in Texas I rode
To break broncos or get myself throwed
I crossed the Red River for the work
With a six shooter on Texas dirt

Whoa skew ball, I’m gonna straddle you til I fall
They roped out for me a skew ball paint
With double rigged saddle for restraint
Well, being afraid I surely ain’t 
So I climbed on that wild skew ball paint

(instrumental)

Whoa skew ball, I’m gonna straddle you til I fall
He bucked so hard I swallowed my wad
Afore ten yard I wallowed the sod
I told the ranch boss I just resigned
Boys, he laughed so hard he looked plum blind

Well boys, back across the Red I rode
Where the Kansas Texas river flowed
That skew ball paint didn’t like the load
I break broncos but got myself throwed

Whoa skew ball, I’m gonna straddle you til I fall
      
I Stopped Loving You (Larry W. Jones 01/17/2012) (song#6541)

Dear, I stopped loving you, it took such a long time
To give up old memories of when you were mine
My old sweet dreams of you have almost gone away
I stopped loving you and started living today

I spent countless hours in daydreams of you
Of the long ago when you were still true
I wasted time on a fine work of art
I stopped loving you so new love could start

Dear, I stopped loving you, it took such a long time
To give up old memories of when you were mine
My old sweet dreams of you have almost gone away
I stopped loving you and started living today

(instrumental)

I spent countless hours in daydreams of you
Of the long ago when you were still true
I wasted time on a fine work of art
I just stopped loving you, new love can start

Dear, I stopped loving you, it took such a long time
To give up old memories of when you were mine
My old sweet dreams of you have almost gone away
I stopped loving you and started living today
      
Larimer County Homestead (Larry W. Jones 01/18/2012) (song#6542)

Larry Jones is my name, as I have recounted
I’m in Colorado in Larimer County
Yes folks, you’ll find me out west where I make my bed
And starving to death on my Larimer homestead

Hurrah for Larimer County, it’s home for me
And it’s home for the bed bug, grasshopper and flea
I’ll sing to it praises though I soon may be dead
While starving to death on my Larimer homestead

Now, my hut is made from logs in Homestead Meadows
The pine walls are solid and keep in the shadows
But the old roof has no pitch and when the winds blow
It sure is a cinch that it will let in the snow

I’m happy on my one hundred sixty acres
Thanks to Larimer County’s movers and shakers
But I’ve got nothing to eat, from no rows to hoe
Now I think nothing from nothing adds up to zero

I’m happy on my Larimer County homestead
Though prairie rattlesnakes hiss their tune at my head
Centipedes have many legs, they walk with no fear
But I fear they’ll lay their many eggs in my ear

Now, you other homesteaders, you say you will stay
And chew on smoked beef jerky til you’re old and gray
But as for myself, I’m done with hard tack and dread
And starving to death on my Larimer homestead

My clothes, they are all rags and the life here is rough
My food is corn dodgers, of them I’ve had enough
I’m happy on my Larimer County homestead
So I’ll go back to bed after the dogs are fed

Bye to Colorado and Larimer County
One hundred sixty acres is not a bounty
I won’t sing it praises cause I soon may be dead
While starving to death on my Larimer homestead

Adios to Larimer County and the west
Back home to Texas is where’s the land I love best
I’ll marry me a wife on a west Texas spread
Quit starving to death on my Larimer homestead
      
If You Were My Girl Sue (Larry W. Jones 01/18/2012) (song#6543)

If you were my girl, Sue, here’s what I would do
I would capture moonbeams and give them to you
If you were my girl, Sue, and you would be true
I would love you, Sue, for my whole long life through

My darling Sue, please don’t play some masquerade
A lifetime of love for us never will fade

If you were my girl, Sue, here’s what I would do
I’d take my heart’s key, Sue, and give it to you
I’d take my heart’s key, Sue, and give it to you

(instrumental)

My darling Sue, please don’t play some masquerade
A lifetime of love for us never will fade

If you were my girl, Sue, here’s what I would do
I’d take my heart’s key, Sue, and give it to you
I’d take my heart’s key, Sue, and give it to you
If you were my girl
      
Purple Sagebrush In The Morning (Larry W. Jones 01/19/2012) (song#6544)

The western sun is rising, air is clean and fine
With just a little chill til around eight or nine
I smell breakfast cooking before the cattle drive
But there’s something else makes me glad that I’m alive

It’s that sweet and bracing scent, comes from the prairie
The aroma is all embracing, you’ll agree
Think of something that gives the prairie adorning  
It’s the scent of purple sagebrush in the morning

(instrumental)

I’ve ridden many trails in this wide and good land  
Lived a cowboy’s life as rough and tough as any man
I’m an old cow puncher as free as I can be
But there is one allure that always captures me

At the time of waking it brings me thoughts so fine
Why, on just the scent alone I could rightly dine
And there ain’t no cowboy born could go a-scorning
The sweet scent of purple sagebrush in the morning

(instrumental)

When I ride the Great Divide with its lofty spires
I’ll see no more my outfit or its warm camp fires
I would just like to say before I drift away
There is one simple thing that always makes my day

When the sun comes up and I wake up on the range
I see the land that’s so grand, may it never change
It comes every way when the day is a-borning
That sweet scent of purple sagebrush in the morning
      
Cloudy (Larry W. Jones 01/23/2012) (song#6545)

Cloudy, today my world is full of rain
Cloudy, I frown when I think of the pain
Now the dark days are here cause she is nowhere near
Cloudy, she turned out insincere
Cloudy, but I still love her dear

Cloudy, sunshine went when she went away
Cloudy, she never meant that she would stay
I gave her my love but not to just dispose of
Cloudy, she was my morning dove
Cloudy, what was she thinking of

(instrumental)

Cloudy, the truth is, I just didn’t see
Cloudy, like a real sleuth she deceived me
My whole world now spins in a circle filled with fear
Cloudy, my eyes are filled with tears
Cloudy, but I still love her dear

Cloudy, today my world is full of rain
Cloudy, I frown when I think of the pain
Now the dark days are here cause she is nowhere near
Cloudy, she turned out insincere
Cloudy, but I still love her dear

My world is cloudy and full of pain
      
Old Palomino Pal Of Mine (Larry W. Jones 01/23/2012) (song#6546)

Old palomino pal, we rode many trails together
Old palomino pal, my load you carried through weather
Your faithful roundup days are done
Out to pasture you can now run
Old palomino pal of mine

Get along old partner, bright stars will be shining tonight
Get along old partner, the load you now carry is light
Listen to the lone whippoorwill
He’s calling softly from the hill
Old palomino pal of mine

(instrumental)

Old palomino pal, we rode many trails together
Old palomino pal, my load you carried through weather
Your faithful roundup days are done
Out to pasture you can now run
Old palomino pal of mine

Listen to the lone whippoorwill
He’s calling softly from the hill
Old palomino pal of mine
Old palomino pal of mine
      
Hold My Heart For Awhile (Larry W. Jones 01/23/2012) (song#6547)

Hold my heart for awhile and tell it one more time
How you could make it smile while you were telling lies
Hold my attention, then unfold your intention
To make me cry while you see the love in my eyes
Darling, just make me smile
Hold my heart for awhile

Oh, you caught me off guard, my heart fell really hard
And now the pieces are scarred for all time to come
I’m holding what seems to be the end of my dreams
And my heart cannot mend from this feeling so numb
Darling, just make me smile
Hold my heart for awhile

(instrumental)

Dear, now I know, but somehow as you go
Hold my heart now as you did long ago

Hold my heart for awhile and tell it one more time
How you could make it smile while you were telling lies
Hold my attention, then unfold your intention
To make me cry while you see the love in my eyes
Darling, just make me smile
Hold my heart for awhile

Hold my heart for awhile
      
Kingwood Kowboy (Larry W. Jones 01/23/2012) (song#6548)

Boys, I write for the old cowboy nation
And I hope my songs bring you fellows joy
I wonder if the next generation
Will remember the Kingwood Kowboy

Now, I have traveled the wide world over
And many odd jobs have seen my employ
It’s my time to rest under the clover
That will soon welcome the Kingwood Kowboy

Cowboy songs I’ve written melodial
Some were happy while some were sad or coy
But my best were of cowboys jovial
So boys, think well of the Kingwood Kowboy

I can now see the coming last roundup
That memories of trails will soon destroy
But boys, flowers will grow from the ground up
To remind you of the Kingwood Kowboy

Now, when I am laid out in fine linen
Pardners, my old cowboy songs redeploy
When you lower the lid of the coffin
Sing an old song for the Kingwood Kowboy

And when on the old wagon they bear me
Ladies may weep over the real McCoy
For there will come no other to compare me
There will be no other Kingwood Kowboy

Boys, go and find some jovial fellows
And let them stagger as they all deploy
To did me a deep grave in the meadow
And drink whiskey to the Kingwood Kowboy

Then get a couple of granite grave stones
For my head and my feet just like Rob Roy
And then boys, scratch on them, here lies the bones
Of the old song writer, Kingwood Kowboy

Then may all of you jovial cowboys
Surround my cold prairie grave full of joy
Drink whiskey til all of you will annoy
The mem’ry of the old Kingwood Kowboy
      
My Texian Cowgirl (Larry W. Jones 01/23/2012) (song#6549)

I see my cowgirl in the Texian sunlight
And I see my cowgirl in the Texian Fall
I see her riding in sunny April gladness
And hear her soft voice in whippoorwills call

I told the dogies in the pasture and prairie dogs in the ground
To everyone I shouted about the true love that I had found
My heart is just as high as the highest western cottonwood tree
And it’s all because my Texian cowgirl is in love with me

(instrumental)

My heart is just as high as the highest western cottonwood tree
And it’s all because my Texian cowgirl is in love with me

I see my cowgirl in the Texian sunlight
And I see my cowgirl in the Texian Fall
I see her riding in sunny April gladness
And hear her soft voice in whippoorwills call

I told the dogies in the pasture and prairie dogs in the ground
To everyone I shouted about the true love that I had found
My heart is just as high as the highest western cottonwood tree
And it’s all because my Texian cowgirl is in love with me

My Texian cowgirl is in love with me
      
No Matter What Cowboy You Are (Larry W. Jones 01/24/2012) (song#6550)

You’re just an old cowboy, and that’s all you will be
For all you can offer is a range of the free
The thoughts of your wan’drin’ heart are always too far
No matter what cowboy you are
No matter what cowboy you are

No matter what cowgirl gives you kissin’ so fine
You’ll be long gone and missin’ in just a short time
Cowboy, your guiding light is a wandering star
No matter what cowboy you are
No matter what cowboy you are

(instrumental)

The open range is your lover, always will be
Cowboy, your kind of roving looks somewhat like me
They’ll all sing about you on their campfire guitars
No matter what cowboy you are
No matter what cowboy you are

You have no woman’s warm arms to hold you at night
Cause you’re out on the range under stars shining bright
The thoughts of your wan’drin’ heart are always too far
No matter what cowboy you are
No matter what cowboy you are
      
On The Lone Side Of Lonely (Larry W. Jones 01/23/2012) (song#6551)

On the lone side of lonely is where I will be
On the lone side of lonely is where you’ll find me
Still holding on to mem’ries of what used to be
On the lone side of lonely since you have left me

On the lone side of lonely I have company
On the lone side of lonely my past follows me
I hold onto hopes dear, that you’ll return and see
On the lone side of lonely is not meant for me

(instrumental)

On the lone side of lonely I have company
On the lone side of lonely my past follows me

On the lone side of lonely is where I will be
On the lone side of lonely is where you’ll find me
Still holding on to mem’ries of what used to be
On the lone side of lonely since you have left me

I hold onto hopes dear, that you’ll return and see
On the lone side of lonely is not meant for me

On the lone side of lonely is where you’ll find me
      
Homestead Mansion (Larry W. Jones 01/23/2012) (song#6552)

Old tin cans for flower pots, burlap sacks for rugs
Overalls and calico, lives of lowly mugs
But good land is our homestead and we’re livin’ free
There ain’t no landlord here to tell us what to be

Small rickety log shack, tar papered all in black
Now, the old chimney points south from the cold north wind
The windows are few but the curtains are all blue
In my view it’s a homestead mansion since back when

(instrumental)

Small rickety log shack, tar papered all in black
Now, the old chimney points south from the cold north wind
The windows are few but the curtains are all blue
In my view it’s a homestead mansion since back when

Our little homestead shack, there’s a lot that it lacks
But yet it still has the knack to look so home-like
Both our hands built it and now we both fit in it
Our homestead mansion will have to do for us two

Our homestead mansion is home sweet home for us two
      
Front Range Ditch Digger (Larry W. Jones 01/23/2012) (song#6553)

Well now, I ditched an eighty acre patch
I’m here on the front range to stay
Once sagebrush grew but now I get my catch
Of sweet corn, sugar beets and hay

I ain’t got much, that much I will allow
Some water rights, good piece of land
Hard workin’ wife and kids, small herd of cows
A thankful heart and willin’ hand

I ain’t much on style, I wear overalls
Good Levis ain’t the cheapest duds
And when I’m cleanin’ out the milk cow stalls
They’re covered with the cheapest mud

I keep my hard earned money in the bank
Don’t go in debt’s my golden rule
For wife’s biscuits and honey I give thanks
Kids help with milkin’ after school

I know my story ain’t so long on thrills
Now, this life ain’t romance, but good
A ditch digger in the front range foothills
Made a home where sagebrush once stood
      
Ridin’ O’re The Prairie (Larry W. Jones 01/25/2012) (song#6554)

When I was young back on the ranch I had the sweetest gal
Cowboy love songs I sung to her around the old corral

We’d go ridin’ o’re the prairie, liein’ in the clover
And both of us didn’t want the summer to be over
Ridin’ o’re the prairie, liein’ in the clover
And we didn’t want the summer to be over

We’d stop and listen when a whippoorwill called from the hill
And all of her sweet kisses, I recall all of them still

We’d go ridin’ o’re the prairie, liein’ in the clover
And both of us didn’t want the summer to be over
Ridin’ o’re the prairie, liein’ in the clover
And we didn’t want the summer to be over

(instrumental)

And when the glowing western sun was sinking in the west
It was then I was knowing the gal I chose was the best

We’d go ridin’ o’re the prairie, liein’ in the clover
And both of us didn’t want the summer to be over
Ridin’ o’re the prairie, liein’ in the clover
And we didn’t want the summer to be over

Those summer days have come and gone but she’s now my sweet bride
We still go ridin’ o’re the prairie, ridin’ side by side

We’d go ridin’ o’re the prairie, liein’ in the clover
And both of us didn’t want the summer to be over
Ridin’ o’re the prairie, liein’ in the clover
And we didn’t want the summer to be over
      
Climb Up High Kentucky Moon (Larry W. Jones 01/25/2012) (song#6555)

Our love is done, now I’m just one, alone in June
Climb up high, climb up high Kentucky moon
Please shine your light down on the one I love real soon
Climb up high, climb up high Kentucky moon

You looked down that night when love disappeared from sight
Her goodbye sounded like a mournful tune
You have her in your sight, please bring her back tonight
Climb up high, climb up high Kentucky moon

(instrumental)

You looked down that night when love disappeared from sight
Her goodbye sounded like a mournful tune
You have her in your sight, please bring her back tonight
Climb up high, climb up high Kentucky moon

You have her in your sight, please bring her back tonight
Climb up high, climb up high Kentucky moon
      
I’m A Texas Cowboy (Larry W. Jones 01/25/2012) (song#6556)

I’m a Texas cowboy, from Texas I do hail
I cinch my saddle and I’m ready for the trail
I love the wide prairies and I love cowboy ways
Let me drive some longhorns for the rest of my days

When a new morn is breaking somewhere far away
I climb in my saddle and roundup all the day
I rope and brand and ear mark like a work of art
And then the drive to Kansas gets an early start

I’m a Texas cowboy, this life was made for me
I roam the wide prairies as jolly as can be
My mustang cow pony is trusty through and through
Through rivers, hills and dales he’s been a pal so true

(instrumental)

When dark clouds are gath’rin’ just like a scene of doom
And the light’nin’ flashes and rollin’ thunder booms
I keep the wild herd from stampedin’ far and wide
With cowboy songs I sing while ridin’ by their side

When we get to Kansas, the big trail boss pays up
I buy new clothes and then many a parting cup
I bid farewell to Kansas, head for Texas loam
Down the trail to Texas, my Texas cowboy home
      
I Played The Patient Game (Larry W. Jones 01/26/2012) (song#6557)

When I was a young cowboy a-courtin’ cowgirls
I played me the patient game while givin’ ‘em whirls
If a cowgirl said no and tossed her golden curls
I just rode away from her like the Duke of Earl

I let the world take a couple of spins
While she cried her tears, I smiled with a grin
And as time moved on, by my ranch she came
Yes, as time moved on, by my ranch she came

(instrumental)

Well, it’s a long ride from April to December
But I saw the end of the trail come September
When Autumn came and turned the Aspen leaves to flame
I knew who to blame for playin’ the patient game

Days now dwindle that I can’t rekindle
November and December are waiting
Oh, I remember, by my ranch she came
In April when I played the patient game

Yes, I remember, by my ranch she came
In April when I played the patient game
      
Any Day Now (Larry W. Jones 01/26/2012) (song#6558)

Any day now, I’ll want you to love me
When you’re in love with somebody new
I want you to be true, not maybe
Any day now, I’ll want you to love me

Til that day, I’ll get along somehow
Cause you don’t want me to love you now
Any day now, I’ll want you to love me
But any day now you won’t be free

(instrumental)

Til that day, I’ll get along somehow
Cause you don’t want me to love you now
Any day now, I’ll want you to love me
But any day now you won’t be free

Any day now, I’ll want you to love me
When you’re in love with somebody new
When you’re in love with somebody new
      
Black Jack Of Spades (Larry W. Jones 01/27/2012) (song#6559)

With boots in the stirrups and bridle in my hand
I’m a-ridin’ away to some new frontier land
Sweet Molly’s folks have told her that I am too poor
I’m too undeserving to step foot at her door

Oh, Black Jack of Spades, oh Black Jack of Spades
You robbed my pockets of money I made
Straight whiskey so vile, straight whiskey so vile
I drank you like tea while you made me smile

Here I am in my saddle with quirt in my hand
I’ll recall a calico skirt and wedding planned
I’ll dream of sweet Molly wherever I may roam
I’ll be a rambling cowboy who’s so far from home

(instrumental)

Oh, Black Jack of Spades, oh Black Jack of Spades
You robbed my pockets of money I made
Straight whiskey so vile, straight whiskey so vile
I drank you like tea while you made me smile

I’ll build a cabin in Colorado so high
And wait for my sweet Molly to come riding by
Her love for me’s still true and her love I must own
Though I’ll be a rambling cowboy so far from home

Oh, Black Jack of Spades, oh Black Jack of Spades
You robbed my pockets of money I made
Straight whiskey so vile, straight whiskey so vile
I drank you like tea while you made me smile
      
Send A Rose To Who Knows Where (Larry W. Jones 01/27/2012) (song#6560)

Send a rose to who knows where
I suppose it’s not too late
And if the rose arrives there
Maybe my darling will wait

My darling’s gone out of sight
She left just the other night
Oh, I wish she’d stayed around
I believe she’s Reno bound

Send a rose to who knows where
I suppose it’s not too late
And if the rose arrives there
Maybe my darling will wait

(instrumental)

I thought when she said goodbye
That her words were just a lie
But now I am so let down
I believe she’s Reno bound

Send a rose to who knows where
I suppose it’s not too late
And if the rose arrives there
Maybe my darling will wait

Send a rose to who knows where
Maybe my darling is waiting there
      
There Came A Change In You (Larry W. Jones 01/28/2012) (song#6561)

When you were just a kid, your Mama oft times said
That you were a timid girl, your face was forever red
You were scared of all the boys, now it’s strange but true
There came a change in you

You started noticing the neighbor boy next door
He walked you home which he had never done before
He carved on a tree, I love you, it’s strange but true
There came a change in you

(instrumental)

When you turned sweet sixteen, he took you to a dance
You let him kiss you and then and it turned into romance
He learned how nice your kiss could be, it’s strange but true
There came a change in you

As the years rolled along, one sad day you were gone
I was the saddest guy ever been left alone
I thought you had a change of mind, it’s strange but true
There came a change in you

(instrumental)

Then one day you returned and you made my head turn
You had a change of heart and said for me it burned
Now we’re man and wife with a love that’s proved so true
There came a change in you

Now we’re man and wife with a love that’s proved so true
My dear, I’m glad there came a change in you
      
Our Campfire Has Grown Cold (Larry W. Jones 01/29/2012) (song#6562)

The iron horse advances, our vocation is gone
I’ll take my chances and put my words into song
Folks will miss us on the long ride, cowboys of old
The roundup is past and our campfire has grown cold

The freight wagons are broken, they have left the land
They carry no loads across wet gumbo and sand
The stampede is over and the trail drive is done
The end of the drover, a new age has begun

The railroads are coming to claim all of our best
Boys, give up on the grange and the ranges out west
Just bid them your adieu and don’t hunt for fool’s gold
The roundup is past and our campfire has grown cold

(instrumental)

I remember those days and with tears my eyes fill
Recall the coyote, call of the whippoorwill
Remember boys, how we all put on a good show
Not much on money but no sorrow did we know

How things have changed, we are now poor and seldom fed
Our corrals are all broken, our horses half dead
Soon we’ll all leave the scene but our tales will be told
The roundup is past and our campfire has grown cold

Soon we’ll all leave the scene but our tales will be told
The roundup is past and our campfire has grown cold
      
Too Many Trails (Larry W. Jones 01/29/2012) (song#6563)

How I wish I could ride back home, my dear
And I wonder if you would want me to
But too many trails I’ve seen through the years
There’s too many trails between me and you

There’s too many long trails to ride down, love
And too many streams have washed dreams away
For too many days I’ve been away, love
There’s too many trails between us today

(instrumental)

Don’t think for a minute that you’re to blame
It was me who did things so plainly blind
How I wish I could ride back where I came
But too many trails means there’s no more time

There’s too many long trails to ride down, love
And too many streams have washed dreams away
For too many days I’ve been away, love
There’s too many trails between us today
      
Too Late To Show (Larry W. Jones 01/29/2012) (song#6564)

It’s too late to show that I can’t forget her
Though she broke my heart into tiny pieces
Oh, I still love her but it’s too late to show

Dreams die slow and now she will never know
That my own true love for her never ceases
Yes, I still love her but it’s too late to show
 
Bad news always travels fast when a love ends
Well meaning folks keep asking if we’re still friends

(instrumental)

It’s too late to show that I can’t forget her
Though she broke my heart into tiny pieces
Oh, I still love her but it’s too late to show

Dreams die slow and now she will never know
That my own true love for her never ceases
Yes, I still love her but it’s too late to show

Yes, I now know, it’s too late to show
      
When I Start To Wander (Larry W. Jones 01/29/2012) (song#6565)

Well, I’ve ridden trails like wind that has blown
Down from high mountains to old San Antone
I’m like the song of the lone whippoorwill
When I start to wander, I can’t sit still

Once I settled down and I said, said I
I’ll never wander no more til I die
But the wind came and blew the daffodil
Said I’m a fool if I thought I’d be still

(instrumental)

Now, I’ve seen places where I’d love to stay
I’ve seen faces I recall to this day
But like a tumbleweed tumb’lin’ down hill
When I start to wander, I can’t sit still

I’ve worked on big ranches, slept in small jails
But like spreading branches, I’ve rode all trails
I’m a bird of passage, fly where I will
When I start to wander, I can’t sit still

(instrumental)


The sun is bringing heat, the air to clear
The wind is singing trail songs in my ear
I guess I’ll be going through dale, o’er hill
When I start to wander, I can’t sit still

I guess I’ll be going through dale, o’er hill
When I start to wander, I can’t sit still
      
High Wagon Road (Larry W. Jones 01/29/2012) (song#6566)

Gather round boys and listen, it won’t take me long
For this seems the season for a good cowboy song
Hear the words I will sing and the words I will speak
Of the high wagon road on the climb to Pike’s Peak
High wagon road on the climb to Pike’s Peak

I start early in morning at six forty five
The wagon’s hooked up all ready to drive
Up where the stout miners for gold and silver seek
On the high wagon road that leads up to Pike’s Peak
High wagon road that leads up to Pike’s Peak

(instrumental)

With a team of four stubborn mules I roll along
It’s a chore but I rule them with many a song
On the mountain where foxes and coyotes sneak
Up the high wagon road on the climb to Pike’s Peak
High wagon road on the climb to Pike’s Peak

For miners I sometimes haul so heavy their freight
Stubborn mules start to stall and they then make me late
But I drive them through rain and shine, snow, hail and sleet
On the high wagon road that leads up to Pike’s Peak
High wagon road that leads up to Pike’s Peak

(instrumental)

And when with the driving of the wagon I’m through
I bid my four stubborn mules a gentle adieu
Cause if it weren’t for those critters, stubborn yet meek 
I’d never make the high wagon road to Pike’s Peak
High wagon road that leads up to Pike’s Peak

Now, all of you young cowboys that travel about
Ride just one time on the high Pike’s Peak wagon route
You’ll need plenty of grit and you must not be weak
For the high wagon road on the climb to Pike’s Peak
High wagon road on the climb to Pike’s Peak
      
Big Wheel Of Pain (Larry W. Jones 01/31/2012) (song#6567)

My dear, you’re gonna know what lonesome means
When you’re all alone in your faded jeans
You’re gonna know there’s nothing left to gain
When the big wheel of pain rolls round again

One day my dear, you’ll shed some salty tears
You’ll know your way was faulty through the years
You’ll be on board that outbound sorrows train
When the big wheel of pain rolls round again

(instrumental)

You’re gonna find my words to you are truth
And not the kind that’s sweet as Baby Ruth
My dear, in time you’re gonna have to know
That you have left the one who loves you so

It may not be today but pretty soon
You’re gonna cry beneath the bluest moon
You’re gonna find yourself out in the rain
When the big wheel of pain rolls round again

You’re gonna find yourself out in the rain
When the big wheel of pain rolls round again
      
Old Gray Mare Of Mine (Larry W. Jones 01/31/2012) (song#6568)

Now, I’m an old cowboy who’s past his prime
As you can see, I’ve had my hills to climb
But when I was just a lad, nine years old
As a stable boy, I watched life unfold 

I took care of the fastest stallion steeds
And I clocked the time of the fastest breeds
But there has never been a horse as fine
As that old long legged gray mare of mine

(instrumental)

She had silver horse shoes I made myself
I’ve got ‘em on display upon the shelf
My old gray mare ran like the wind untied
With her silver horse shoes, she had some pride

Now, she never lost a race she was in
Cause she set the pace from start to the end
Oh, there has never been a horse as fine
As that old long legged gray mare of mine

(instrumental)


Now boys, my old gray mare is dead and gone
This rockin’ chair’s all I’ll ride from now on
I keep her silver horse shoes polished fine
For that old long legged gray mare of mine

I keep her silver horse shoes polished fine
For that old long legged gray mare of mine
      
Change The Ways Of Yesterday (Larry W. Jones 02/03/2012) (song#6569)

Change the ways of yesterday
Erase the words I didn’t mean to say
Rearrange dark into day
How I pray, change the ways of yesterday

Dear, I never meant for us to end up
Living alone instead of side by side
Darling, I have prayers that I will send up
Asking forgiveness for tears you have cried

Change the ways of yesterday
Erase the words I didn’t mean to say
Rearrange dark into day
How I pray, change the ways of yesterday

(instrumental)

Oh please, reverse the world and let it spin
To before those adverse ways entered in
Dear, we’ll start over where true love has been
And let our world of love begin again 

Change the ways of yesterday
Erase the words I didn’t mean to say
Rearrange dark into day
How I pray, change the ways of yesterday

Change the ways of yesterday
      
Minstrel Troubadour (Larry W. Jones 02/03/2012) (song#6570)

I hear a sound from days of yore
The low voice of a minstrel troubadour
He sings ballads, refrains and more
The low voice of a minstrel troubadour

In dreams I drift to prior days
When songs were sung of chivalry and lore
Like a choir of those olden ways
In the voice of a minstrel troubadour

Sweet noble heart, pretty lady 
I am wounded by love
Lady, so sad you have made me 
I have no joy or mirth
For to you, my sweet companion
I have given my heart

(instrumental)

In dreams I drift to prior days
When songs were sung of chivalry and lore
Like a choir of those olden ways
In the voice of a minstrel troubadour

Sweet noble heart, pretty lady 
I am wounded by love
Lady, so sad you have made me 
I have no joy or mirth
For to you, my sweet companion
I have given my heart

For to you, my sweet companion
I have given my heart
      
Golden Moon In A Heaven Of Blue (Larry W. Jones 02/03/2012) (song#6571)

You’re like the golden moon that shines so heavenly
And you’ll be shining soon for me
You’re like the golden moon in a heaven of blue
For you I’m pining, just for you

A star might be a guiding light
But the full moon is now in sight
My heart is full of love tonight
And you have proved our love is right

You’re like the golden moon that shines so heavenly
And you’ll be shining soon for me

(instrumental)

You’re like the golden moon that shines so heavenly
And you’ll be shining soon for me
You’re like the golden moon in a heaven of blue
For you I’m pining, just for you

A star might be a guiding light
But the full moon is now in sight
My heart is full of love tonight
And you have proved our love is right

You’re like the golden moon in a heaven of blue
For you I’m pining, just for you
      
Walking Back Down To Houston Town (Larry W. Jones 02/05/2012) (song#6572)

I bought these old cowboy boots at Goodwill
This Stetson hat don’t really fit my head
I pawned my pocket watch for a cheese grilled
And one night to sleep in a motel bed
 
But when dawn comes early in the morning
And while the shade is pulled completely down
With boots and with hat my head adorning
I’ll go walking back down to Houston town

(instrumental)

I’ve got a small spread just west of Houston
I’ll have to fix it up cause it’s run down
Up here in Chicago things came undone
So I’m walking back down to Houston town

Yeah, when dawn comes early in the morning
And while the shade is pulled completely down
With boots and with hat my head adorning
I’ll go walking back down to Houston town

I’ll go walking back down to Houston town
      
Breakup Boulevard (Larry W. Jones 02/05/2012) (song#6573)

Well, here I am alone on a street of sorrow
Humming the words of a song of discord
The music is from a scene of horror
That’s played out on the Breakup Boulevard

Promises are scattered far behind me
And to make them come true was way too hard
If you have a change of mind, you will find
That I’m walking down Breakup Boulevard

(instrumental)

Promises are scattered far behind me
And to make them come true was way too hard
If you have a change of mind, you will find
That I’m walking down Breakup Boulevard

Someday my dear, you may have a yearning
For love when someone plays the Joker’s card
And it’s then I’ll know that you’ll be learning
How I’m walking down Breakup Boulevard

Dear, it’s then I’ll know that you’ll be learning
How I’m walking down Breakup Boulevard
      
Wish I Could Hold You Once Again (Larry W. Jones 02/05/2012) (song#6574)

Wish I could hold you once again
To feel the glow of former times
Wish I could see you once again
To beg you please again be mine

My two arms used to hold you tight
Where some other arms now have been
Oh how I wish with all my might
Wish I could hold you once again

My, my, my, how I dream of you
Wish my sweet dreams could all come true
I, I, I seem to never win 
Wish I could hold you once again

(instrumental)

Wish I could turn a page in time
Back to when you were only mine
Wish there was some way I could find
To make the stars of love align

My, my, my, how I dream of you
Wish my sweet dreams could all come true
I, I, I seem to never win 
Wish I could hold you once again

Wish I could hold you once again
Wish I could hold you once again
      
Love Has Turned Away All My Blues (Larry W. Jones 02/06/2012) (song#6575)

Love has turned away all my blues
Love has turned away all my blues
I have learned that they are all through
Glad to say, all because of you

Yes, time has seen me grow older
I have wisdom on my shoulder
I’m wise enough to see love true
And old enough to lose my blues

Love has turned away all my blues
Love has turned away all my blues
I have learned that they are all through
Glad to say, all because of you

(instrumental)

Yes, time has seen me grow older
I have wisdom on my shoulder
I’m wise enough to see love true
And old enough to lose my blues

Love has turned away all my blues
Love has turned away all my blues
I have learned that they are all through
Glad to say, all because of you

Love has turned away all my blues
Your love turned away all my blues
      
Teddy Bear Heart (Larry W. Jones 02/07/2012) (song#6576)

My dear, if I had a teddy bear heart
You could toss it to the ground or the sky
But dear, I don’t have a teddy bear heart
I’m at a loss as to why your goodbye

You wound me up just like a brand new toy
My heart was beating steady at the start
But then I was dropped like some whipping boy
You must think I’ve got a teddy bear heart

But dear, I don’t have a teddy bear heart
Oh no, I don’t have a teddy bear heart

(instrumental)

A teddy bear heart is hidden inside
Inside a toy having no eyes that cry
But dear, I don’t have a teddy bear heart
I’m at a loss as to why your goodbye

You wound me up just like a brand new toy
My heart was beating steady at the start
But then I was dropped like some whipping boy
You must think I’ve got a teddy bear heart

But dear, I don’t have a teddy bear heart
Oh no, I don’t have a teddy bear heart
      
Johnny Cash In Nashville (Larry W. Jones 02/07/2012) (song#6577)

I remember Johnny Cash in Nashville
Cause he was one big country music star
No one sang like Johnny Cash in Nashville
Making music on his Martin guitar

Johnny’s star shined bright in Opryland nights
He was the reason that I had to go
For the Man In Black, wish I could go back
To listen to his Grand Ole Opry show

(instrumental)

I remember Johnny Cash in Nashville
I admired the Ring Of Fire in his eyes
Everyone would Get Rhythm in Nashville
When he sang of Jackson and southern skies

Johnny’s star shined bright in Opryland nights
He was the reason that I had to go
For the Man In Black, wish I could go back
To listen to his Grand Ole Opry show

(instrumental)

I remember Johnny Cash in Nashville
He Walked The Line but now he’s gone away
When I think of Johnny Cash in Nashville
I feel the Rock Island Line move and sway

Johnny’s star shined bright in Opryland nights
He was the reason that I had to go
For the Man In Black, wish I could go back
To listen to his Grand Ole Opry show
      
Real Cowboys Are Pardners And Friends (Larry W. Jones 02/08/2012) (song#6578)

Out where a handshake is stronger
Out where a grubstake lasts longer
Real cowboys are pardners and friends
Out where the big sky is clearer
Out where the word Hi is dearer
Real cowboys are pardners and friends

Out where the roundup is going
Out where the sages are growing
Real cowboys are pardners and friends
Where a barn raising calls all men
Where the cows grazing needs new pens
Real cowboys are pardners and friends

(instrumental)

Out where the Spring branding is done
Out where the barn dancing is fun
Real cowboys are pardners and friends
Where there’s not much money to lend
Where there’s many fences to mend
Real cowboys are pardners and friends

Out where a handshake is stronger
Out where a grubstake lasts longer
Real cowboys are pardners and friends
Real cowboys are pardners and friends
      
Top Of An Upside Down World (Larry W. Jones 02/08/2012) (song#6579)

Well, once I was at the top of the world
And nothing could stop my love for that girl
But she up and turned me down, that sweet girl
I’m at the top of an upside down world

Up at the top of an upside down world
You will find my broken dreams and her name
Up at the top of an upside down world
My hopes of true love just went down in flames

(instrumental)

Well, it’s cold and lonely here at the top
I’m at the bottom with nowhere to drop
True love let me down when I lost that girl
Up at the top of an upside down world

Up at the top of an upside down world
You will find my broken dreams and her name
Up at the top of an upside down world
My hopes of true love just went down in flames

Up at the top of an upside down world
My hopes of true love just went down in flames
      
Texas Toast (Larry W. Jones 02/10/2012) (song#6580)

In a big corral on the Pecos
Way out in west Texas long ago
Good cowboys hurtin’ from bein’ throwed
Off a new bronco nobody knowed

Not one good cowboy would dare to bet
That anyone there would dare to set
A-straddle that bronco so beset
With ornery manners and a threat

Til a cowboy leanin’ on a post
Known only by name of Texas Toast
Spoke up with words he said was level
I’ll show you how to ride that devil

Texas Toast climbed aboard that bronco
Just as he’d done along the Blanco
He said boys, I don’t like ridin’ drag
Soon I’ll have this hoss right in my bag

Well now, the bucking kept him flailing
Cowboys thought he’d go o’re the railing
That bronco knew how to zig an zag
And ole Texas Toast knew how to brag

He said, this here hoss is just a toy
And I’m Texas Toast, the real McCoy
My frame is one of fame coast to coast
And cowboys, my name is Texas Toast

But then that bronco nobody knew
Bucked so hard that ole Texas Toast flew
Up in the sky to oblivion
He might come down as Bolivian

Cowboys looked up in the Texas sky
Started to bid Texas Toast goodbye
But then they heard a lot ‘o waggin’
From the tongue of Texas Toast braggin’

He yelled, I’m up here above the earth
With the ghost riders, for what it’s worth
But this ole hoss I’m still a-ridin’
And I just named him Texas Lightnin’

Now, time has passed since his upheaval
When Texas Toast climbed on that Devil
But cowboys relate from coast to coast
About the sad fate of Texas Toast

On the Pecos by the big corral
The cowboys will swear by all their pals
That when the thunder rolls thunders most
They can hear the tongue of Texas Toast

Says, I’m ridin’ one I never knew
Way up here in a big sky of blue
And he’s still buckin’ from coast to coast 
But he knows who’s boss, I’m Texas Toast

Someday there’ll fall spurs and saddle
And a hoss with cowboy a-straddle
Then all will have to hear him rattle
About a wild west Texas battle

But boys, by then a brand new order
Won’t even know that near the border
There once was a cowboy with the most
Who went by the name of Texas Toast

He was the best, old cowboys confess
Cause he was better than all the rest
Way out in west Texas long ago
Texas Toast was the best rodeo
      
Cowboy Buster (Larry W. Jones 02/19/2012) (song#6581)

Now boys, I’ve busted my share of broncos
I’ll swear I’ve got rodeo scars that shows
Yes boys, I’ve busted my share of broncos
From their long tail to their disgusted nose

But boys, I rode one along the Front Range
And I’ll have to admit he was a cuss
He’s the only bronco, I know it’s strange
That this old time cowboy just couldn’t bust

Now, that bronco was a no-good feller
From top of his backbone to underneath
From his mouth and nose there came a beller
Sounded so mean I thought he’d lost his teeth

That big bronco’s saddle broke at the girth
When he bucked off the earth into the air
And boys, I’ll have you know, for what it’s worth
He came on back down but left me up there

Yeah boys, he bucked so high that I could see
How bright the lights in far off London shone
Up thar we parted, that bronco and me
He’s OK but I came down with a groan

I’ll tell you, when I hit terra firma
That bronco’s hooves were out for bronco war
I felt them sharp hooves against my derma
And my poor head was dancin’ with the stars

So boys, I sold my sharp spurs and saddle
I sold my boots, hat and leather duster
Boys, you ain’t gonna find me a-straddle
A bronc that might be a cowboy buster
      
Turkey In The Straw (Larry W. Jones 03/24/2012) (song#6582)

Boys, rummage for your mouth harp, tune it til it’s sharp
Tighten up those strings til you make that banjo warp
Snow is in the high country, blizzards sweep the plains
But we’ll drown the wind’s intonin’ with loud refrains

Around a cracklin’ fire, silhouettes on the wall
Like an old town crier, cowboy Shorty made the call
When they started playin’, old Shorty yelled Yee Haw
While a dozen cowboys played Turkey In The Straw

The roundup was cold and bitter out on the trail
And every steer was a critter meant for the sale
We roped ‘em, tied ‘em, fenced ‘em and branded their hide
Ain’t got nothin’ against ‘em now that we’re all dried

(instrumental)

Tune it into swing time, don’t let your voice get hoarse
Even though your singin’ sounds like a horse of course
It sure was windy when we rode down through the draw
Think of sweet Cindy singin’ Turkey In The Straw

The rain came down and made the streams rise in a flood
Some of us nearly drowned in the rivers of mud
But now the fire’s warmin’, the roundup is complete
The music now is swarmin’ round old Shorty’s beat

Around a cracklin’ fire, silhouettes on the wall
Like an old town crier, cowboy Shorty made the call
When they started playin’, old Shorty yelled Yee Haw
While a dozen cowboys played Turkey In The Straw

When they started playin’, old Shorty yelled Yee Haw
While a dozen cowboys played Turkey In The Straw
      
Sagehen Promenade (Larry W. Jones 04/11/2012) (song#6583)

Salute your partner, let her go
Now balance all and do si do
Swing your girl and then run away
To right and left while gents sashay

Gents to the right and swing that beat
On to the next gal and repeat
Balance all and now don’t be shy
Just swing your gal and swing her high

Now bunch the hens and circle round
Gents stomp your feet until they bound
Form a basket then break away
Now swing and kiss your gal, I say

Allemande left and balance all
Now lift your boots and let ‘em fall
Swing your opposites, swing again
Kiss your own gal, not next of kin

Get your little sagehens ready
Line up now and gents be steady
Now trot ‘em out upon the floor
Now promenade, just one time more

Salute your dames, all together
Hit the lumber with your leather
Now ladies opposite the same
Balance all and gents swing your dame

Bunch the sagehens in the middle
Keep on steppin’ with the fiddle
Now circle gents and do si do
Swing ‘em round and then off you go

Form a basket and balance all
Now promenade around the hall
Gents to center, ladies round ‘em
Swing your sweets to where you found ‘em
      
The Oldest Greenhorn (Larry W. Jones 05/16/2012) (song#6584)

He was the oldest greenhorn on the drive
Cowboys wondered if he would end alive
He wanted to be a wrangler at sixty eight
And it was sixty miles from gate to gate

Winter pastures were never known as mild
And all the horses there were now half wild
Colorado would teach that greenhorn well
And time would tell if he reached old Maybell

He saddled up along with all the rest
And the best knew that this would be his test
The greenhorn started out with little trust
Riding drag and eating a lot of dust

His horse was a mighty big Belgian draft
The head wrangler had helped to pick him out
At theYampa, the greenhorn's bones were sore
The first day's drive was twenty five miles more

They reached the turn-out pasture late that day
And the greenhorn showed he had will to stay
His Belgian draft became part of the herd
Next day's horse was unlike the greenhorn's first

He rode through Maybell toward the Big Gulch Ranch
On a firey red quarterhorse that pranced
The greenhorn held on with nothing more than hope
Riding drag and flank on the western slope

Sixty miles is a long, long old horse drive
He finished his ride with a new found pride
He wanted to be a wrangler at sixty eight
He was the oldest greenhorn gate to gate

He wanted to be a wrangler at sixty eight
He was the oldest greenhorn gate to gate
      
Big Tall Jones (Larry W Jones 07/09/2012) (song#6585)

It was mornin’ on the trail when we saw him arrive
Sittin’ high in the saddle with his Colt forty-five
He looked strong in his shoulders, made from mighty big bones
Us cowboys looked small next to Big Tall Jones, Big Tall Jones

All us cowboys wondered where Jones came from
He was a drifter from some things he’d done
His Texas drawl was always in low tones
Cowboys just said Howdy to Big Tall Jones

It was true, he came from the Texas land
There he was hunted as a wanted man
A fight o’er a sweetheart that he once owned
Made the Texas cowboy’s weddin’ postponed

Well, the dark night came on the cattle drive
A stampede started sure as I’m alive
Cattle hooves were pounding and throwing up stones
All us cowboys were afraid except Jones

Through the dust of the stampede rode a cowboy so tall
Right in the middle of cattle and dogies that bawl
Emptied his gun in the air to turn the leaders known
Like a tough red cedar he stood alone, Big Tall Jones

Well, he turned the herd with all of his might
But then he was gone and nowhere in sight
From fifteen cowboys that fear would enslave
Tears would then fall for one they could not save

With ropes and halters and horses we spurred
We stopped the stampeding rest of the herd
And then we found a pile of broken bones
That ended the drifting of Big Tall Jones

He’s now a legend of the cattle trails
Cowboy songs describe him in great detail
Strong in his shoulders, made from mighty big bones
Cowboys still ride along with Big Tall Jones

Yep, cowboys still ride along with Big Tall Jones 
      
Sweetheart Days (Larry W Jones 07/29/2012) (song#6586)

If I don’t find love again, love’s not defeated
Your sweet love was more than my heart could hold
Dear, when you came I felt loneliness retreated
But now dear, our sweetheart days have turned cold

Just yesterday dear, we called each other sweetheart
Just yesterday your sweet love was outpoured
My dear, how I would love to hear you say sweetheart
In my ear just as you did once before

(instrumental)

But now, each day my heart lives on old love borrowed
From sweetheart days that were happy and new
And my dear, if this old world should end tomorrow
My last day sweetheart, I’d spend loving you

Just yesterday dear, we called each other sweetheart
Just yesterday your sweet love was outpoured
My dear, how I would love to hear you say sweetheart
In my ear just as you did once before
      
Cattle Drive Blues (Larry W. Jones 08/04/2012) (song#6587)

When a cowgirl gets the blues, tears fall from her blue, blue eyes
When a cowgirl gets the blues, tears fall from her blue, blue eyes
But when a cowboy gets the blues, he saddles up and rides

I don’t understand dear, just why you treat me like you do
I don’t understand dear, just why you treat me like you do, makes me blue
Cowgirl, if you don’t love me, then this cowboy don’t love you

Looky yonder going, going on that long cattle drive
Looky yonder going, going on that long cattle drive, I’ll survive
Well, cowgirl, I’ll be going with them, sure as I’m alive

(instrumental)
 
Feelin’ bad and my whole world done turned blue
Feelin’ bad and my whole world done turned blue 
Cowboy’s got no money, but my saddle will do 

Looky yonder going, going on that long cattle drive
Looky yonder going, going on that long cattle drive, I’ll survive
Well, cowgirl, I’ll be going with them, sure as I’m alive
      
Things I Want To Do (Larry W. Jones 08/09/2012) (song#6588)

I like to do the things I want to do
I don’t like things that make me blue
So dear, I’d like to make the rafters ring
With songs of love our hearts will bring

Now, I don’t like to go where I don’t want to go
I like to know where love’s bestowed
Yes dear, the things I want to do belong to Spring
With songs of love our hearts will bring

(instrumental)

I like to think about some things in sync
Like blue on me and you in pink
My dear, to you I want to always cling
With songs of love our hearts will bring

Now, I don’t like to go where I don’t want to go
I like to know where love’s bestowed
Yes dear, the things I want to do belong to Spring
With songs of love our hearts will bring

The things I want to do belong to Spring
With songs of love our hearts will bring
      
Saddle Pals And Cattle Driving Times (Larry W. Jones 08/09/2012) (song#6589)

Riding on the Chisholm Trail, cowboys know the grind
Horses seem to know the way through the rain and grime
Herd the longhorns off the trail, turnout pasture green
Uncinch the saddles and look for a spot that’s clean

Boys, don’t complain about Cookie’s beans
Cause he might think it to be a crime
We all signed on knowing what it means
Saddle pals and cattle driving times
Saddle pals and cattle driving times

(instrumental)

Hear lazy longhorns lowing softly in the night
And wild coyotes howling somewhere out of sight
Boys, get a wink now that another day is done
Cause we’ll be driving cattle in the morning sun

Boys, don’t complain about Cookie’s beans
Cause he might think it to be a crime
We all signed on knowing what it means
Saddle pals and cattle driving times
Saddle pals and cattle driving times

(instrumental)

Talk about your mustang and how you won him with an ace
Talk about your Rosie and how you want to see her face
Talk about the roundups in every Autumn, every Spring
Talk about the weather while knowing you can’t do a thing
And talk about your future, how you want to settle down
Saddle pals are always looking for some new cattle town

Boys, don’t complain about Cookie’s beans
Cause he might think it to be a crime
We all signed on knowing what it means
Saddle pals and cattle driving times
Saddle pals and cattle driving times
      
Climbing In The Mountains (Larry W Jones 08/14/2012) (song#6590)

I am climbing in the mountains
Above the timberline of trees
Overhead an eagle passes
Drifting on a midsummer breeze

Heavy breathing breaks the silence
But it sounds sweeter than a song
For like a dream I am convinced
That on these summits I belong

Yes, the peace is so very still
That the dewdrops I almost hear
Dropping soft in the morning chill
Like little children’s happy tears

I forget when climbing mountains
Which is an easy thing to do
That midsummer’s flower passes
And that hearts pass peacefully too

Eagle, I watch you in the sky
And I watch your wings fleeting by
Springing from the Rocky mountains
As you peer from deep bluest sky

If I had wings, mountain eagle
Like your fleet brown wings now unfurled
I would fly with you and wander
Until I had seen all the world

Hike across the mountains peaceful
With a heartsong for interlude
Rest, with legs weary but easeful
On these mountains of solitude

Oh, graceful eagle, fly onward
Though I cannot follow you yet
But know, my dreams will fly sunward
So big eagle, don’t you forget

That when I am climbing mountains
Which is an easy thing to do
That midsummer’s flower passes
And that hearts pass peacefully too

I am climbing in the mountains
Above the timberline of trees
      
On The Shore Of Bayou Sabine (Larry W Jones 08/16/2012) (song#6591)

I rode across Texas to green Louisianne
Through the Davis Mountains unseen
Saddle sore and weary, I rested old Dan
On the shore of Bayou Sabine

The fairest young Cajun that I’d ever viewed
Walked up, said her name was Colleen
We both knew that true lasting love had ensued
On the shore of Bayou Sabine

We talked of weather and Louisiana ways
She asked me how long I’d be seen
I replied, I’d stay for the rest of my days
On the shore of Bayou Sabine

(instrumental)

How could I tell her the truth of outlaw life
And west Texas jails where I’d been
I knew that fair lady would not be my wife
On the shore of Bayou Sabine

One day a Ranger stuck his gun to my side
A west Texas judge said come clean
I left her there with tears she cried
On the shore of Bayou Sabine

I now sit alone in a west Texas jail
Thinking of her is like a dream
I can never return to a love that failed
On the shore of Bayou Sabine
      
Bluebird On My Guitar (Larry W. Jones 08/23/2012) (song#6592)

I've got a bluebird on my guitar
Like the one on my cottage windowsill
He sings his bluegrass in the sun
Of a new love my heart to thrill

All my tears his songs have washed away
Happiness has come home to reside
I'll hear this bluebird every happy day
Since you will be here by my side

I've got a bluebird on my guitar
Like the one on my cottage windowsill
He sings his bluegrass in the sun
Of a new love my heart to thrill

(instrumental)

At one time my heart was very sad
I thought I'd never smile again
Now that you're mine, I'm very glad
My bluebird sings love songs again

The rain may come, but the rain will go
And dark clouds soon will roll away
A bluebird sings where bluegrass grows  
On my old guitar with love today

I've got a bluebird on my guitar
Like the one on my cottage windowsill
He sings his bluegrass in the sun
Of a new love my heart to thrill
      
High Colorado Home (Larry W Jones 08/24/2012) (song#6593)

The stillness of the prairie sure is sounding sweet
Evening shadows now cover the trails where I’ve roamed
And I know the sound made by my pony’s hoof beats
Will take me soon to my high Colorado home

I headed down those trails last year with friends of mine
Thinking I’d make money like miners up in Nome
Pick axes and shovels took my last silver dime
Nothing’s finer than my high Colorado home

I hear grey coyotes howling
On that old rocky mountain dome
The man in the moon is smiling
On my high Colorado home

(instrumental)

Now, miners wish you well and hope you hit pay dirt
Money is in the ground, rocks, streams and hardened clay
When it’s said and done, you can tell you’ve lost your shirt
Takes all a man can do to mount and ride away

I’m tired of riding but I’m happy just the same
Knowing I’m now nearing what I can call my own
There’s the picket fence and she’s calling out my name
Sweet love is nigh at my high Colorado home 

I hear grey coyotes howling
On that old rocky mountain dome
The man in the moon is smiling
On my high Colorado home
      
There Ain’t A Lot A Man Can Do (Larry W Jones 09/13, 2012) (song#6594)

There ain't a lot a man can do
When that warm sun ain't shinin’ through
And that sweet girl he thought he knew
Has gone away and proved untrue

There ain’t a lot a man can say
When it just rains both night and day
And that sweet girl he thought would stay
Has gone to somewhere far away

There ain't a lot a man can do
When his lot in life turns out blue

(instrumental)

Oh, I once though true love was mine
That it would last for all of time
But love is now long past its prime
Just like a song that doesn’t rhyme

There ain't a lot a man can do
When that warm sun ain't shinin’ through
And that sweet girl he thought he knew
Has gone away and proved untrue

There ain't a lot a man can do
When his lot in life turns out blue
      
The Lonesome Road (Larry W Jones 9/17/2012) (song#6595)


Oh, the lonesome road is now his abode
The lonesome road made of stone and gravel
And he’s now a man who cannot be slowed
He’s a man who travels the lonesome road

In a little town where few folks were found
He grew into a man
Everyone knew he wouldn’t hang around
To leave was his one plan

Oh, the lonesome road is now his abode
The lonesome road made of stone and gravel
And he’s now a man who cannot be slowed
He’s a man who travels the lonesome road

(instrumental)
 
Once he met a sweet girl with eyes of blue
A ring he gave to her
But before the vows where they say, I do
He was gone like a blur

Oh, the lonesome road is now his abode
The lonesome road made of stone and gravel
And he’s now a man who cannot be slowed
He’s a man who travels the lonesome road
      
Iron Tracks (Larry W Jones 09/23/2012) (song#6596)

Iron tracks, chasing my dreams around the curve
Rolling through the land, no sense of reserve
I don’t care what’s ahead on these iron tracks
My mind’s aware of never turning back

This is the first time I awoke alone at dawn
I have loved you once and I will until I’m gone
A whistle is blowing and a stack’s blowing black
Calling me back home along those endless iron tracks

Iron tracks, chasing my dreams around the curve
Rolling through the land, no sense of reserve
I don’t care what’s ahead on these iron tracks
My mind’s aware of never turning back

(instrumental)

Sunbeams bore through the old cracked boxcar door
Lying on the floor with dreams I’ve had before
I’ve lost count of days and ways to come back
Counting the rhythm of these old iron tracks

Iron tracks, chasing my dreams around the curve
Rolling through the land, no sense of reserve
I don’t care what’s ahead on these iron tracks
My mind’s aware of never turning back

I don’t care what’s ahead on these iron tracks
My mind’s aware of never turning back
      
Sunrise And Gladness (Larry W Jones 10/06/2012) (song#6597)

Sunrise and gladness have found me
My dreams are not making me blue
Here with the sun all around me
Dear, I’ll always be loving you

Now I have daydreams to cling to
Sweet dreams that have at last come true
I’m glad to have dreams to sing to
Yes, I’ll always be loving you

Sunrise and gladness was yearning
I tried everything I could do
Now in my heart love’s a-burning
And I’ll always be loving you

(instrumental)

Now I have daydreams to cling to
Sweet dreams that have at last come true
I’m glad to have dreams to sing to
Yes, I’ll always be loving you

Sunrise and gladness was yearning
I tried everything I could do
Now in my heart love’s a-burning
And I’ll always be loving you

Sunrise and gladness have found me
Dear, I’ll always be loving you
      
Winter Love And Frozen Roses (Larry W Jones 10/07/2012) (song#6598)

Winter love and frozen roses
Only bloom in memory
Winter love and frozen roses
Grow deep in this heart of me

Will love grow again tomorrow
Or remain as yesterday
Oh, live again frozen roses
And your love that went astray

(instrumental)

Winter love and frozen roses
Cannot hide my lonely tears
Winter love and frozen roses
Cannot bring back yesteryears

Will I always be a dreamer
Dreaming of your memory
Winter love and frozen roses
Grow deep in this heart of me
      
Lei Of Old Hawaii (Larry W Jones 10/07/2012) (song#6599)

Far across the sea on a tropic isle
A girl wears a lei for me
In dreams I still can see her lovely smile
Neath stars of old Hawaii

On that isle I found a sweet hula maid
Fair as the blue skies above
We walked on the shore where peaceful seas played
And heard songs of island love

Isle of splendid beauty, you own my heart
And my sweet lei, lei of old Hawaii
Her lips were so tender, soft work of art
Isle, tell her I recall her love for me

And our island song, lonely words to me
Live in my dreams ‘cross the sea
On that island where I still long to see
My lei of old Hawaii

(instrumental)

Isle of splendid beauty, you own my heart
And my sweet lei, lei of old Hawaii
Her lips were so tender, soft work of art
Isle, tell her I recall her love for me

And our island song, lonely words to me
Live in my dreams ‘cross the sea
On that island where I still long to see
My lei of old Hawaii
      
Sometimes Remember Me (Larry W Jones 10/13/2012) (song#6600)

Dear, our roads in life have been divided
You care for me no longer, I can see
Your own love for another was stronger
But dear, won’t you sometimes remember me

When the sun in the evening is setting
Down behind the far mountains and the trees
When the moon is rising, I’m regretting
But dear, won’t you sometimes remember me

(instrumental)

Oh, I still hold your lovely photograph
Which has meant so much love, now not to be
Each and every night dear, I still pray that
My dear, won’t you sometimes remember me

When the sun in the evening is setting
Down behind the far mountains and the trees
When the moon is rising, I’m regretting
But dear, won’t you sometimes remember me

My dear, won’t you sometimes remember me
Won’t you sometimes remember me
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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