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    Dig A Grave In The Prairie | Treadmill Highway | Cowboy From L.A. | Even Then | Pollyanna | On Every Trail You Ride | Rose Of The Brazos | Cross Over The Brazos | Everythingís Out Of date In Virginia City | This Blue Steel Guitar | Wild Prairie Rose | Kentucky Wildwood | Sal Was A Saddle Pal Of Mine | Letís Say Hello Instead Of Goodbye | Rocky Mountain Mud | Donít Hold Back from Telling Me | Trails Of Purple Sage | Rose Of Rangiroa | Fall-Guy Fallacy | Loco Questions | From Now On I Wonít Hang On | Wyoming Cowgirl | Wagon Wheels Gonna Roll Again | Ain't No Pie In My Red Cherry Sky | Dancing At The Big Barn Dance | A Cowgirlís Man Iíll Be | Ray Price | Blue Blue | From A Buick To A Bently | Worn Dirt Trail | Flow Easy Wide River | Catch Me In Your Arms | Hear The Banjos Ring In Tennessee | I Could See All Of Texas | If love Didnít Live Here Anymore | My Hiking Boots | Mountain Music Is Coming Down | Hear Me Out | Happy Foot Tapping Band | Unwelcome Mat | All That I Recall | My Little Old Big Hearted You | Tomorrow The Rainís Gonna Fall | Bottle Of Gin And Loretta Lynn | Donít Play No Song Of San Antone | Born A Cattleman | Cowgirl From Laramie | Horse Hair Rope And A Pair Of Ropers | Gonna Find A Rocky Mountain | Kawliga | Til There Ainít No Horse In Houston
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    Dig A Grave In The Prairie (Larry W Jones 11/22/2013) (song#6801)
    
    Dig a grave in the prairie
    Dig a grave in the cold ground
    Dig a grave in the prairie
    To lay my sweet Mary down
    
    The first time I saw Mary
    She was at her ranch house door
    Soon I asked her to marry
    Right there on the kitchen floor
    
    Arise, arise, sweet Mary
    What have desperados done
    Open your eyes my Mary
    With guns they are on the run
    
    Dig a grave in the prairie
    Dig a grave in the cold ground
    Dig a grave in the prairie
    To lay my sweet Mary down
    
    When last I left sweet Mary
    She was standing at our door
    A rifle Mary carried
    And two pistols Mary wore
    
    Arise, arise, sweet Mary
    What have desperados done
    And why must I now bury
    Sweet Mary, my only one
    
    Dig a grave in the prairie
    Dig a grave in the cold ground
    Dig a grave in the prairie
    To lay my sweet Mary down 
    
    Treadmill Highway (Larry W Jones 11/26/2013) (song#6802)
    
    This treadmill highway goes on out of sight
    Back over flats and hills Iím home tonight
    Old threads of blacktop just go on for miles
    This old treadmill highway just ainít my style
    
    How many miles til I hold her again
    Canít wait until Iím back where I began
    On this treadmill highway, Iím wasting time
    Gotta find a way to make this rig fly
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Iíve got a lonesome feeling that wonít mend
    Nothing is appealing from end to end
    My eyes are blinking and both are half-mast 
    I keep thinking Iím going nowhere fast
    
    How many miles til I hold her again
    Canít wait until Iím back where I began
    On this treadmill highway, Iím wasting time
    Gotta find a way to make this rig fly
    
    How many miles til I hold her again
    On this treadmill highway, Iím wasting time
    
    Cowboy From L.A. (Larry W Jones 11/26/2013) (song#6803)
    
    Well, Iím an old man and named after my Daddy
    Who is now an older man with not long to go
    If my dreams had came true when I was a laddie
    This house in L.A. would have burned down long ago
    
    Make me a cowboy who rides away from L.A.
    Or a cardboard cutout for an old rodeo
    Just let me hold on to hope for a brighter day
    Cause liviní in L.A. is a hard way to go
    
    When I was a young Ďun, I had me a cowgirl
    She werenít much to look upon, but I was her fan
    Long years have passed on now from that brief teenage whirl
    And tears have been cast that would fill up a big dam
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Make me a cowboy who rides away from L.A.
    Or a cardboard cutout for an old rodeo
    Just let me hold on to hope for a brighter day
    Cause liviní in L.A. is a hard way to go
    
    Thereís ants on the floor, I can see where theyíre trailing
    The plants outside the door are all withered and gray
    Why does an old cowboy keep weeping and wailing
    Because there is no joy on the streets of L.A.
    
    Make me a cowboy who rides away from L.A.
    Or a cardboard cutout for an old rodeo
    Just let me hold on to hope for a brighter day
    Cause liviní in L.A. is a hard way to go
    
    Even Then (Larry W Jones 11/27/2013) (song#6804)
    
    The moon in the sky is brightly shining
    Down on this lonely town soft as a dove
    I canít sleep with my heart nightly pining
    In loneliness now found for my lost love 
    
    Every year in the month of October
    My darling, I wonder how you have been
    Tomorrow our love will still be over
    But dear, I will miss you more even then
    
    (instrumental)
    
    I know I wonít be seeing you again
    Although in my arms are where you belong
    Sweetheart, try to remember way back when
    You were the words and music of my song
    
    Every year in the month of October
    My darling, I wonder how you have been
    Tomorrow our love will still be over
    But dear, I will miss you more even then
    
    Tomorrow our love will still be over
    But dear, I will miss you more even then
    
    Pollyanna (Larry W Jones 11/27/2013) (song#6805)
    
    Every cowboy loves a cowgirl
    This cowboyís head is in a whirl
    Sheís a cowgirl from Montana
    And her name is Pollyanna
    
    Iím not worried bout anything
    I gave Pollyanna a ring
    This cowboy loves her, yes siree
    And she fell right in love with me
    
    Whoís the most popular cowboy around
    Nobody but me, me, me can be found
    Iíll holler Yipee in all Montana
    Because sweet Pollyanna I have found
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Every cowboy loves a cowgirl
    This cowboyís head is in a whirl
    Sheís a cowgirl from Montana
    And her name is Pollyanna
    
    Iím not worried bout anything
    I gave Pollyanna a ring
    This cowboy loves her, yes siree
    And she fell right in love with me
    
    Iíll holler Yipee in all Montana
    Because sweet Pollyanna I have found
    
    On Every Trail You Ride (Larry W Jones 11/28/2013) (song#6806)
    
    On every trail you ride, sunshine follows
    On every trail you ride, hill or hollows
    Cowboys love you and give a big Howdy
    They dance a jig that sometimes is rowdy
    Here to the Great Divide
    On every trail you ride
    
    Face like an angel
    Hair in pony tails
    Form fine and graceful
    In every detail
    Iíll make you my bride
    And on trails weíll ride
    
    (instrumental)
    
    On every trail you ride, sunshine follows
    On every trail you ride, hill or hollows
    Cowboys love you and give a big Howdy
    They dance a jig that sometimes is rowdy
    Here to the Great Divide
    On every trail you ride
     
    Cowboys love you and give a big Howdy
    They dance a jig that sometimes is rowdy
    Here to the Great Divide
    On every trail you ride
    
    On every trail you ride
    
    Rose Of The Brazos (Larry W Jones 11/28/2013) (song#6807)
    
    One day I met her, rose of the Brazos
    Sweetest rose in all of Waco
    One day I left her, rose of the Brazos
    As she said I will miss you so
    
    All the roses have faded along the Brazos
    All except the one rose that lives here in my heart
    Some day Iíll meet again the rose of the Brazos
    And from that sweet rose in Waco, Iíll never part
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Sheís waiting on the banks of the Brazos
    Sweetest rose in all of Waco
    Weíll meet there on the banks of the Brazos
    And I will say I missed you so
    
    All the roses have faded along the Brazos
    All except the one rose that lives here in my heart
    Some day Iíll meet again the rose of the Brazos
    And from that sweet rose in Waco, Iíll never part
    
    Weíll meet there on the banks of the Brazos
    And I will say I missed you so
    
    Cross Over The Brazos (Larry W Jones 12/02/2013) (song#6808)
    
    Iíve ridden trails day after day
    With hidden dreams now cast away
    But Iíll cross over the Brazos
    Down in Texas the state I love
    And there Iíll stay
    
    Most folks I trusted way back there
    They dusted me off with their stare
    But Iíll cross over the Brazos
    Down in Texas the state I love
    And there Iíll stay
    
    Folks who live over the Brazos
    Still say Howdy in Texas ways
    Hitch your pony to any post
    We hope you stay for many days
    
    (instrumental)
    
    So there down by the Brazos stream
    Iíll live out all my hidden dreams
    
    Now Iíll cross over the Brazos
    Down in Texas the state I love
    And there Iíll stay
    And there Iíll stay
    There Iíll stay
    
    Everythingís Out Of date In Virginia City (Larry W Jones 12/03/2013) (song#6809) 
    
    I drove into Virginia City on Monday
    It was a ghost town with improvements way past due
    Ben Cartwright was still dressed in his best from Sunday
    He saw me and expressed, whatís this world cominí to
    I asked Little Joe where I could charge my cell phone
    He said, Iím not sure just what youíre talkiní about
    Thatís when I knew Virginia City was unknown
    The one phone in the old town was a telegraph 
    
    Everythingís out of date in Virginia City
    Because everything they have there is way too old
    The Ponderosaís corral is such a pity
    The old top rail is covered with fungus and mold
    Everythingís like bad dreams in Virginia City
    They donít even have a burlesque Can Can show
    And when it comes to real comfort they canít compete
    Because they burn real cow chips just to get some heat
    Youíll burn the soles of your boots when warming your feet
    Yeah boys, everything they have there is way too old
    Everything in Virginia Cityís way too old
    
    Everythingís out of date in Virginia City
    Because everything they have there is way too old
    The streets are paved with dirt and everythingís gritty
    And the only entertainmentís a rodeo
    But cowgirls are pretty in Virginia City
    Theyíre decked out in calico and buttons and bows
    I started to think Virginia Cityís not real
    Because I got a feeliní they were too gentile
    It was so appealing, everything I could feel
    Yeah boys, everything we have here is way too old
    Everything in Virginia Cityís way too old
    
    This Blue Steel Guitar (Larry W Jones 12/03/2013) (song#6810)
    
    This blue steel guitar taught me how to play love songs
    But they are all somebody done somebody wrong
    It led me to places where no true love belongs
    Those dimly lit faces misplaced among the throng
    
    This blue steel guitar brought me a lonely lady
    Right in tune with her ears and her poor broken heart
    I donít know for sure how it ends but just maybe
    This blue steel guitar may just give our love a start
    
    This blue steel guitar is my whole way of living
    I will never be a star that you ever knew
    But somehow Iím thankful for what itís now giving
    This blue steel guitar has given my poor heart you
    
    (instrumental)
    
    This blue steel guitar brought me a lonely lady
    Right in tune with her ears and her poor broken heart
    I donít know for sure how it ends but just maybe
    This blue steel guitar may just give our love a start
    
    This blue steel guitar is my whole way of living
    I will never be a star that you ever knew
    But somehow Iím thankful for what itís now giving
    This blue steel guitar has given my poor heart you
    
    Wild Prairie Rose (Larry W Jones 12/04/2013) (song#6811)
    
    Why was I born over here
    I will tell, lend me your ear
    Maybe only heaven knows
    Why I was born a wild rose
    
    Iím just a wild prairie rose
    Bound to grow wilder I know
    Donít no one try to tame me
    Iím wild as a rose can be
    
    Iím just a wild prairie rose
    Pretty as everyone knows
    But rose pollen up your nose
    Is from me when the wind blows
    
    Iím not a mild prairie rose
    All cowboys keep on their toes
    Cause I grow where cactus grows
    Iím just a wild prairie rose
    
    Young cattle let out a bawl
    Just like a bad cattle call
    When I tell them one and all
    Donít you make my petals fall
    
    Cowboy Bob and cowboy Bill
    Rode up the hill for sweet Jill
    Both of them tried to propose
    With a picked wild prairie rose
    
    They picked my prairie cousin
    And my aunts by the dozen
    Sweet Jill fled where no one knows
    Just like a wild prairie rose
    
    On the prairie I have played
    Now itís time for me to fade
    This wild prairie rose has paid
    For being a prairie maid
    
    Iím just a wild prairie rose
    Pretty as everyone knows
    But rose pollen up your nose
    Is from me when the wind blows
    
    Kentucky Wildwood (Larry W Jones 12/04/2013) (song#6812)
    
    Oh, I found in Kentucky a raven haired girl
    There strolling mid the roses all covered with dew
    That girl in Kentucky, she set my mind awhirl
    With a smile on her face and eyes of brightest blue
    
    I told her Iíd love her if she would be my flower
    And how our love would blossom, time would surely show
    But she told me I could never come to her bower
    For her new husband and lover would surely know
    
    I left in fair Kentucky that raven haired girl
    She watched as I departed but she understood
    That girl in Kentucky, she set my mind awhirl
    And Iíll always remember Kentucky wildwood
    
    (instrumental)
    
    I left in fair Kentucky that raven haired girl
    She watched as I departed but she understood
    That girl in Kentucky, she set my mind awhirl
    And Iíll always remember Kentucky wildwood
    
    Yes, I will remember until Iím old and grey
    Kentucky wildwood and the girl I met that day
    And when my time has come please carve upon my grave
    In Kentucky wildwood his heart he gave away
    
    Sal Was A Saddle Pal Of Mine
     (Larry W Jones 12/05/2013) (song#6813)
    
    Sal was a saddle pal of mine
    Sal was a saddle pal of mine
    Never had no quarrel at anytime
    Sal was a saddle pal of mine
    
    Sal died out on the Chisholm trail
    Sal died out on the Chisholm trail
    It was in cold Winter with sleet and hail
    Sal was a saddle pal of mine
    
    Sal never done nobody wrong
    Sal never done nobody wrong
    He always had a smile and cowboy song
    Sal was a saddle pal of mine
    
    (instrumental)
    
    I tied my pony and I cried
    I tied my pony and I cried
    On the day when I heard that old Sal died
    Sal was a saddle pal of mine
    
    Sal was a saddle pal of mine
    Sal was a saddle pal of mine
    Never had no quarrel at anytime
    Sal was a saddle pal of mine
    
    Letís Say Hello Instead Of Goodbye (Larry W Jones 12/06/2013) (song#6814) 
    
    Letís say hello instead of goodbye in a loving kind of way
    My love is strong to right any wrong that might some day come our way
    I have lived and loved and Iíve played my part forever and a day
    Letís say hello instead of goodbye in a loving kind of way
    
    The love weíve had I will not regret whenever youíre on my mind
    My happiness was all renewed whenever you were sweet and kind
    Our loveís at stake so for heavenís sake please donít leave and go away
    Letís say hello instead of goodbye in a loving kind of way
    
    (instrumental)
    
    I found such happiness sweetheart in every darling thing you did
    Letís let good fortune come our way and goodbye may heaven forbid
    Remember me and Iíll remember you like it was yesterday
    Letís say hello instead of goodbye in a loving kind of way
    
    If you have met another dear, give him my best and say adieu
    Iíll think of you throughout the years until my time on earth is due
    But if you change your mind my dear, I beg you to come home and stay
    Letís say hello instead of goodbye in a loving kind of way
    
    Rocky Mountain Mud (Larry W Jones 12/06/2013) (song#6815)
    
    Moved my famíly up from our southern home
    With dreams of Colorado hills to roam
    Built a log cabin out of sweat and blood
    Heaven on earth was Boulder County dirt
    Til it all turned to Rocky Mountain mud
    
    And there was rain on the mountain, floods down below
    The stream St Vrain roared like a thousand years ago
    But thereís dreams in them hills for me I know
    
    Lookiní out windows when the rain arrived
    Wonderiní by morniní if still alive
    Boulder Canyon rocks made a mighty thud
    Heaven on earth was Boulder County dirt
    Til it all turned to Rocky Mountain mud
    
    Jamestown gold was a hard rock minerís treat
    Til waters came roaring down steep James Creek
    Push came to shove to save the ones you loved
    Heaven on earth was Boulder County dirt
    Til it all turned to Rocky Mountain mud
    
    And there was rain on the mountain, floods down below
    The stream St Vrain roared like a thousand years ago
    But thereís dreams in them hills for me I know
    
    My wife and my children right thanks they gave
    The hand of Almighty was there to save
    It took a thousand years for such a flood
    Heaven on earth was Boulder County dirt
    Til it all turned to Rocky Mountain mud
    
    And there was rain on the mountain, floods down below
    The stream St Vrain roared like a thousand years ago
    But thereís dreams in them hills for me I know
    
    It took a thousand years for such a flood
    And it all turned to Rocky Mountain mud
    All our dreams turned to Rocky Mountain mud
    
    Donít Hold Back from Telling Me (Larry W Jones 12/06/2013) (song#6816)
    
    If you donít want me by your side
    Then go ahead and flaunt your pride
    Dear, donít hold back from telling me
    
    If you canít open up your heart
    And you have notions to depart
    Dear, donít hold back from telling me
    
    I know youíre pretending he isnít there
    Our love is slowly ending without care
    I knew that you have a new love affair
    
    (instrumental)
    
    If you donít want secrets to linger on
    Take my ring from your finger and be gone
    My darling, donít hold back from telling me
    
    If you canít open up your heart
    And you have notions to depart
    Dear, donít hold back from telling me
    
    Trails Of Purple Sage (Larry W Jones 12/07/2013) (song#6817)
    
    Weíll remember back when summer winds blow
    Across prairies in gentle waves
    And tell the west wind in setting sunís glow
    When we rode trails of purple sage
    
    You brought your sweet love and to gaze awhile
    Across prairies in gentle waves
    In my arms you fell with your gentle smile
    When we rode trails of purple sage
    
    Will you ride with me, will you let me know
    Across prairies in gentle waves
    Tell the west wind in the setting sunís glow
    Weíll ride all trails of purple sage
    
    (instrumental)
    
    I promise dear, that all I have spoken
    Are words of truth that will not be broken
    
    Feel the summer wind as it lightly trips
    Across prairies in gentle waves
    Our heart beats joined as one when kissing lips
    When we rode trails of purple sage
    
    Though years may pass since these warm summer days
    Across prairies in gentle waves
    Our child will learn to live in loving ways
    When he rides trails of purple sage
    
    Weíll remember back when summer winds blow
    Across prairies in gentle waves
    And tell the west wind in setting sunís glow
    When we rode trails of purple sage
    
    Rose Of Rangiroa (Larry W Jones 12/08/2013) (song#6818)
    
    He could smell the roses of Tahiti
    The brave captain of the Pua Noa
    We sailors never heard his soulful plea
    When he died on shoals of Rangiroa
    
    Just six short hours of sail from Tahiti
    We heard waves of Tiputa breakers roar
    Our brave captain steered for the harbor lee
    But the Pua Noa would sail no more
    
    The captain had brought his fine ship around
    As many times heíd done in Samoa
    But now the wooden hull was fast aground
    On rocks and coral of Rangiroa
    
    Oh captain, are we now due for drowning
    All we sailors cried as a fearful crew
    The Pua Noa is smashed and grounded
    And her wooden sides are stove through and through
    
    Oh sailors, you are Pua Noa crew
    Be brave for we shall reach Tiputa atoll
    The captainís gig holds more than just a few
    And to Rangiroa we all shall go
    
    Sailors assembled at the muster deck
    The captainís gig was prepared for launch
    Sixteen seats counted in a flustered check
    But seventeen souls were our haggared bunch
    
    The captain cried out, now men donít delay
    Donít think about me or where Iím going
    My dutyís to save you sailors today
    So be on your way to Rangiroa
    
    Now there is a rose of Rangiroa
    Itís beauty is seen by all sailor men
    And there is laughter on Rangiroa
    And sweet rum for sailors as always been
    
    But no sweet rum can ease my dreadful pain
    Even if I were back in fair Samoa
    When the captainís gig returned, we saw plain
    Our drowned captain, rose of Rangiroa
    
    He could smell the roses of Tahiti
    The brave captain of the Pua Noa
    We sailors never heard his soulful plea
    When he died on shoals of Rangiroa
    
    Fall-Guy Fallacy (Larry W Jones 12/10/2013) (song#6819)
    
    More quarters and beers, memories and tears
    He remembers her love from way back when
    Heís a fall-guy fool where fallacy rules
    When everything he tries can never win
    He loves her from the bottom of his heart
    But in the end he knows heís played the part
    
    His life is just a fall-guy fallacy
    He fell in love with her but now canít see
    That she just doesnít love him anymore
    His life is just a fall-guy fallacy
    Quarters fall in the jukebox endlessly 
    While the bartender serves just one beer more
    
    She was his scene, his only scheme
    A moonlight dream that now is gone
    A few quarters more, who keeps score
    Of the times when she done him wrong
    He feeds the jukebox quarters endlessly
    And all just for a fall-guy fallacy
    
    (instrumental)
    
    More quarters and beers, memories and tears
    He remembers her love from way back when
    Heís a fall-guy fool where fallacy rules
    When everything he does can never win
    He loves her from the bottom of his heart
    But in the end he knows heís played the part
    
    His life is just a fall-guy fallacy
    He fell in love with her but now canít see
    That she just doesnít love him anymore
    His life is just a fall-guy fallacy
    Quarters fall in the jukebox endlessly 
    While the bartender serves just one beer more
    
    He feeds the jukebox quarters endlessly
    And all just for a fall-guy fallacy
    And all just for a fall-guy fallacy
    
    Loco Questions (Larry W Jones 12/10/2014) (song#6820)
    
    Well boys, Iíve heard loco questions and often wondered why
    So I answer loco questions in a loco reply
    Boys, ever pull your boots on with your saddle by your side
    And some greenhorn up and asks if youíre goiní for a ride
    
    Loco questions, I just answer like Iím a loco man
    No, I just like the feel of boots and saddle in my hand
    Those greenhorn questions, now they donít come from the wisest men
    As for loco questions, now boys, youíll hear Ďem now and then
    
    Now, when the fence mendinís all done at the end of the week
    And youíre tendiní to persínal chores, you hear some loco speak
    Cause when on Friday eveniní, some wrangler will see you bathe
    He might ask if youíre a-leaviní to see some in-town babe
    
    Loco questions, I answer while Iím puttiní on my duds
    No, this tub ainít for bathiní, I just like the feel of suds
    I ainít felt this clean since I donít know cause I forgot when
    As for loco questions, now boys, youíll hear Ďem now and then
    
    Well boys, now I know youíve all met a stranger on the trail
    And he asks you after drinkiní too much sasparilla ale
    Old timer, what time does the train arrive in San Antone
    And I say itís on time and he asks has it been postponed
    
    Loco questions, makes an old cowboy want to weep and wail 
    No, it ainít been postponed, that old iron horse is just a snail
    The engineer resets his watch back to where time begin
    As for loco questions, now boys, youíll hear Ďem now and then
    
    Now suppose youíre out on roundup and them longhorns stampede
    And you ride hell bent for leather to do your cowboy deed
    Then your horse steps in a hole and you end up eatiní dirt
    Some fool trail boss will ride up and ask if your horse is hurt
    
    Loco questions, as you lie there and just about dyiní
    No boss, Iím just digginí for grub worms for Cookieís fryiní
    He likes to cook Ďem when theyíre fresh and Iíve just dug up ten
    As for loco questions, now boys, youíll hear Ďem now and then
    
    Now boys, any questions? I thought not. Amen
    
    From Now On I Wonít Hang On (Larry W Jones 12/11/2013) (song#6821)
    
    Iíve hung on for a long time my darling
    Spending time and every dime just for you
    But now my dear Iím tired of quarreling
    From now on I wonít hang on to the blues
    
    From now on I wonít hang on to the blues
    Iíve gone as far as I can paying dues
    A man has to jump from a frying pan
    From now on I wonít hang on to the blues
    
    (instrumental)
    
    From now on I wonít hang on to the blues
    Iíve gone as far as I can paying dues
    A man has to jump from a frying pan
    From now on I wonít hang on to the blues
    
    This song Iíve sung was a long time coming
    The lines donít leave out any hidden clues
    Youíve forbidden me from your sweet loving
    From now on I wonít hang on to the blues
    
    Youíve forbidden me from your sweet loving
    From now on I wonít hang on to the blues
    
    Wyoming Cowgirl (Larry W Jones 10/11/2013) (song#6822)
    
    Boys, if youíre a-ridin to Wyoming
    Where the golden eagle flies in the sky
    Look for one pretty for this song to sing
    For she was once the cowgirl of my eye
    
    Boys, if you ride when the cold snowflakes fall
    And the streams are froze when the summerís gone
    Iíll pay in fine gold to you, one and all
    Just to sing to her this cowboy love song
    
    Boys, please tell me true upon your return
    If she still has such long and golden hair
    Just let her know my heart for her still burns
    And how I wish I could be with her there
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Itís been awhile but I recall her smile
    As if on a Wyoming angelís face
    A Wyoming cowgirl with grace and style
    No other girl can ever take her place
    
    Boys, if youíre a-ridin to Wyoming
    Where the golden eagle flies in the sky
    Look for one pretty for this song to sing
    For she was once the cowgirl of my eye
    
    Look for one pretty for this song to sing
    For she was once the cowgirl of my eye
    
    Wagon Wheels Gonna Roll Again (Larry W Jones 12/11/2013) (song#6823)
    
    Wagon wheels gonna roll again, the west ainít gone and done
    Hop aboard the old Conestoga and join in the fun
    Wagon wheels gonna roll again, not on the silver screen
    Wagon wheels gonna roll again across the wide prairie
    
    Now, donít let the present fool you, the west ainít gone away
    Thereís still cowboys ridiní drag on the Chisholm trail today
    Climb aboard the old chuck wagon and sing a western song
    Yeah, open up your lungs and get it sung out loud and long
    
    Wagon wheels gonna roll again, the west ainít gone and done
    Hop aboard the old Conestoga and join in the fun
    Wagon wheels gonna roll again, not on the silver screen
    Wagon wheels gonna roll again across the wide prairie
    
    Wagon wheels gonna roll again, the west ainít gone and done
    Hop aboard the old Conestoga and join in the fun
    Wagon wheels gonna roll again, not on the silver screen
    Wagon wheels gonna roll again across the wide prairie
    
    Wagon wheels gonna roll again, the west ainít gone and done
    Hop aboard the old Conestoga and join in the fun
    Wagon wheels gonna roll again, not on the silver screen
    Wagon wheels gonna roll again across the wide prairie
    
    Wagon wheels gonna roll again, Yipee!
    
    Ain't No Pie In My Red Cherry Sky (Larry W Jones 12/13/2013) (song#6824)
    
    Sometimes when the sun goes down in the west
    There are some clouds that catch a personís eye
    And the ones that I remember the best
    Are those that look like a red cherry pie
    
    But now I lead a quiet existence
    Ever since you left me with no goodbye
    Even the sun has now kept his distance
    There ainít no pie in my red cherry sky
    
    Well now, I thought I was doing alright
    I had no reason to think love would die
    But now my bright sun has turned into night
    There ainít no pie in my red cherry sky
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Now, I donít mean to just fuss and complain
    But my futureís dim and no wonder why
    My sunshine is gone and now here comes rain
    There ainít no pie in my red cherry sky
    
    Yeah now I lead a quiet existence
    Ever since you left me with no goodbye
    Even the sun has now kept his distance
    There ainít no pie in my red cherry sky
    
    Ever since you left me with no goodbye
    There ainít no pie in my red cherry sky
    
    Dancing At The Big Barn Dance (Larry W Jones 12/14/2013) (song#6825)
    
    Boys, set out the hay bales along the walls
    Junior Sales gonna call out square dance calls
    Weíre danciní at the big barn dance tonight
    
    Sweep out the wooden floor from front to back
    Polish it some more with a burlap sack
    Weíre danciní at the big barn dance tonight
    
    Little Joeís breakiní out fiddle and bow
    Guess heís gonna play for a do-si-do
    I hear a guitar tuniní up just right
    
    Bring your pretty girl and give her a whirl
    Pretty soon youíll be in a special world
    Weíre danciní at the big barn dance tonight
    
    Well boys, banjo is home in bluegrass style
    But when itís western swing, the crowd goes wild
    So swing with you brung you and stay awhile
    
    Now, some license plates are from out of town
    They brought their dates to bring the rafters down
    Weíre danciní at the big barn dance tonight
    
    Boys, scoot a boot two-step in Texas style
    And dance your cute darliní a country mile
    Weíre danciní at the big barn dance tonight
    
    Listen to the beat of loud percussion drums
    Keep your feet moviní til the morning comes
    Weíre danciní at the big barn dance tonight
    
    A Cowgirlís Man Iíll Be (Larry W Jones 12/16/2013) (song#6826)
    
    A cowgirl, a cowgirl, a cowgirl is for me
    If ever I marry, a cowgirlís man Iíll be
    
    Now, I wouldnít marry a widow weariní black
    Iíd marry a cowgirl who reins her horses back
    
    I wonít marry a farm girl, always in the dirt
    Iíd marry a cowgirl weariní calico skirts
    
    A cowgirl, a cowgirl, a cowgirl is for me
    If ever I marry, a cowgirlís man Iíll be
    
    (instrumental)
    
    I wouldnít marry a barmaid who wants money
    But I would marry a cowgirl sweet as honey
    
    I wonít marry an uptown dame that I canít tame
    But Iíd marry a cowgirl with a shapely frame
    
    Cowboys, oh cowboys, now lend your ear unto me 
    If ever I marry, a cowgirlís man Iíll be
    
    A cowgirl, a cowgirl, a cowgirl is for me
    If ever I marry, a cowgirlís man Iíll be
    
    Ray Price (Larry W Jones 12/16/2013) (song#6827)
    
    In Perryville a son was born in twenty six
    No one knew as he grew in country sticks
    But Texas heard him as he grew into a man
    Ray Price was born to lead a country band
    
    Some things are priceless when it comes to souvenirs
    Some songs are sung throughout our golden years
    Ray Price was priceless on the Grand Ole Opry stage
    His voice was grand no matter what his age
    
    From radio KRBC to Big D Jamboree
    He would Talk To Your Heart as the last of the breed
    Ray told us one and all,Don't Let The Stars Get In Your Eyes
    When youíre out honky tonkiní under City Lights
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Some things are priceless when it comes to souvenirs
    Some songs are sung throughout our golden years
    Ray Price was priceless on the Grand Ole Opry stage
    His voice was grand no matter what his age
    
    Crazy Arms will give you Heartaches By The Number
    Those old Burning Memories will bring you under
    Ray begged Danny Boy to Make The World Go Away
    The Cherokee Cowboy sung his last song today
    
    The Nashville Sound was For The Good Times that we knew
    Itís over and done but Iím Still Not Over You
    Ray, you gave us your country songs and memories
    For that we all thank you and may you rest in peace
    
    Blue Blue (Larry W Jones 12/18/2013) (song#6828)
    
    Blue, blue, Iím blue all day
    And the nights bring on a chill
    Blue, blue, youíve gone away
    Each day makes me bluer still
    
    Like Mama, like daughter is the way you were born
    You didnít cry when you left me alone
    Youíre just another woman who would blow her horn
    When sheís bound for her traveliní on
    
    Blue, blue, Iím blue all day
    And the nights bring on a chill
    Blue, blue, youíve gone away
    Each day makes me bluer still
    
    Well, I guess there ainít no man in this whole wide world
    Gonna tell you just how to spend your time
    Cause youíre gonna be a good loviní rambliní girl
    With a social ladder waitiní to climb
    
    Blue, blue, Iím blue all day
    And the nights bring on a chill
    Blue, blue, youíve gone away
    Each day makes me bluer still
    
    Well, I know you live just for when the sun goes down
    Look for situations to get ahead
    A red, red carpet in the brightest lights of town
    Is the place where you and your feet have fled
    
    Blue, blue, Iím blue all day
    And the nights bring on a chill
    Blue, blue, youíve gone away
    Each day makes me bluer still
    
    Blue, blue, Iím blue all day
    And the nights bring on a chill
    Blue, blue, youíve gone away
    Each day makes me bluer still
    
    From A Buick To A Bently (Larry W Jones 12/19/2013) (song#6829)
    
    From a Buick to a Bently
    She made the grade to luxury
    And she broke it to me gently
    As if it was some mystery
    Well, sheís been gone a few years now
    Rubbing shoulders with her new peers
    But thereís a frown upon her brow
    Her eyes are full of silver tears
    
    Yeah, she traded in her Buick
    For champagne and bright lights of town
    Now itís time to face the music
    She was their toy theyíve now put down
    Iíll pick her up in town some day
    In a Buick with worn out gears
    And as the Bently drives away
    Her eyes will fill with silver tears
    
    From a Buick to a Bently
    She made the grade to luxury
    And she broke it to me gently
    As if it was some mystery
    
    (instrumental)
    
    I saw her in the front page news
    At a big ball and looking fine
    But I could see she had the blues
    When I read words between the lines
    
    Yeah, she traded in her Buick
    For champagne and bright lights of town
    Now itís time to face the music
    She was their toy theyíve now put down
    Iíll pick her up in town some day
    In a Buick with worn out gears
    And as the Bently drives away
    Her eyes will fill with silver tears
    
    Worn Dirt Trail (Larry W Jones 12/20/2013) (song#6830)
    
    A worn dirt trail leads way up the mountain
    That I walked on every day as a kid
    Years ago I could not delay to travel
    On down that worn dirt trail, and so I did
    
    Mama saw me go, I saw her weeping
    She had begged me, as her son, please donít go
    Daddy gave me words for my safe keeping
    As I walked that worn dirt trail so long ago
    
    I went away and became a lost son
    The years went on by as I loved to roam
    Til the day I knew just what I had done
    And I longed for that worn dirt trail and home
    
    (instrumental)
    
    I went away and became a lost son
    The years went on by as I loved to roam
    Til the day I knew just what I had done
    And I longed for that worn dirt trail and home
    
    I returned to the mountain I had known
    Now as a man to tell them all my tales
    But I found engraved on their cold tombstone
    Gone home son, on our mountain worn dirt trail
    
    Flow Easy Wide River Flow Easy Wide River (Larry W Jones 12/22/2013) (song#6831)
    
    Flow easy wide river, my sweetheartís here with me
    Flow easy wide river, while our dreams both agree 
    Our pledges weíve given in our true words divine
    Flow easy to show us how true love survives time
    
    Tomorrow my sweetheart will become my new wife
    And we pray our new start will be free of all strife
    Your smooth satin waters are soothing in our view
    Flow easy wide river, make our dreams all come true
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Tomorrow my sweetheart will become my new wife
    And we pray our new start will be free of all strife
    Your smooth satin waters are soothing in our view
    Flow easy wide river, make our dreams all come true
    
    Flow easy wide river, my sweetheartís here with me
    Flow easy wide river, while our dreams both agree 
    Our pledges weíve given in our true words divine
    Flow easy to show us how true love survives time
    
    Flow easy wide river, for my sweetheartís love and for mine
    
    Catch Me In Your Arms (Larry W Jones 12/22/2013) (song#6832)
    
    Catch me in your arms in case I fall, dear
    Donít move aside for then might fall a tear
    Dear, keep me from harm in case I should call 
    Please catch me in your arms in case I fall
    
    Now, donít have hesitation that you can
    Make reservations for a fallen man
    Your arms mean more to me than warmest gold
    Be there for me in case my life unfolds
    
    Catch me in your arms in case I fall, dear
    Donít move aside for then might a tear
    Dear, keep me from harm in case I should call 
    Please catch me in your arms in case I fall
    
    (instrumental)
    
    When you go out on the town, look for me
    I might be falling down for all to see
    But it wonít from sweet wine or bottled beer
    It will be from the times when youíre not here
    
    Catch me in your arms in case I fall, dear
    Donít move aside for then might a tear
    Dear, keep me from harm in case I should call 
    Please catch me in your arms in case I fall
    
    Dear, catch me in your arms in case I fall
    
    Hear The Banjos Ring In Tennessee (Larry W Jones 12/23/2013) (song#6833)
    
    Hear the banjos ring in Tennessee
    Ringing bluegrass in my memory
    Just like young Tennessee Jack and Jill
    I want to climb up every high hill
    To hear banjos ring in Tennessee
    
    On the front porch pickiní slow or fast
    Old dog kickiní at his fleas enmass
    The old homestead that I left behind
    Is still felt here in my heart and mind
    Hear the banjos ring in Tennessee
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Hear the ringing of the banjo strings
    Hear the singing that the music brings
    For square dancing, rounding or clogging
    Next to the mountain girl Iím hogging
    Hear the banjos ring in Tennessee
    
    On the front porch pickiní slow or fast
    Old dog kickiní at his fleas enmass
    The old homestead that I left behind
    Is still felt here in my heart and mind
    Hear the banjos ring in Tennessee
    
    Hear the banjos ring in Tennessee
    
    I Could See All Of Texas (Larry W Jones 12/24/2013) (song#6834)
    
    If I could be a millionaire
    Iíd buy a place in space somewhere
    Because my face would have no care
    I could see all of Texas from up there
    
    I could see all of Texas from up there
    I would peer down from my own space armchair
    While I sang a song and watched cattle roam
    I could see all of Texas from up there
    
    I do like my boots on firm ground
    In Texas is where Iíll be found
    But if I were a space cowboy
    I could see all of Texas from up there
    
    (instrumental)
    
    I do like my boots on firm ground
    In Texas is where Iíll be found
    But if I were a space cowboy
    I could see all of Texas from up there
    
    I could see all of Texas from up there
    I would peer down from my own space armchair
    While I sang a song and watched cattle roam
    I could see all of Texas from up there
    
    If love Didnít Live Here Anymore (Larry W Jones 12/26/2013) (song#6835)
    
    If love didnít live here anymore
    Such a lonely place my world would be
    If love didnít live here anymore
    Iíd just leave and sail the seven seas
    
    But your sweet love has been my lifeline
    When dark storms of life began to brew
    Dear, your love has been so warm and kind
    Thatís why I couldnít live without you
    
    If love didnít live here anymore
    Such a lonely place my world would be
    If love didnít live here anymore
    Iíd just leave and sail the seven seas
    
    (instrumental)
    
    If love didnít live here anymore
    Such a lonely place my world would be
    If love didnít live here anymore
    Iíd just leave and sail the seven seas
    
    But you gave our love motivation
    That keeps lifeís storms from coming ashore
    All our dreams would have low duration
    If love didnít live here anymore
    
    My Hiking Boots (Larry W Jones 12/26/2013) (song#6835)
    
    My hiking boots donít fit me as before
    No darliní, they donít fit me anymore
    Stay on your side of the hill, if you will
    My hiking boots donít fit me as before
    
    Darliní, itís a far piece from hill to dale
    And my hiking boots now make my feet sore
    No, itís not that Iím feeling ill or frail
    My hiking boots donít fit me as before
    
    My hiking boots donít fit me as before
    No darliní, they donít fit me anymore
    Stay on your side of the hill, if you will
    My hiking boots donít fit me as before
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Our love has gone over the hill darliní
    I know that you donít love me as before
    And since Iím over all the quarreliní
    My hiking boots donít fit me as before
    
    My hiking boots donít fit me as before
    No darliní, they donít fit me anymore
    Stay on your side of the hill, if you will
    My hiking boots donít fit me as before
    
    Mountain Music Is Coming Down (Larry W Jones 12/27/2013) (song#6836)
    
    Well, Iíve heard that mountain music is coming down
    Down the mountain and headed into town
    Donít give a fiddle, long as Iím in the middle
    Good old mountain music is coming down
    
    Once my old Gramps got the cramps in both of his knees
    From tapping his feet til his knees turned brown
    I took him into town, the doctor was well pleased
    Good old mountain music is coming down
    
    Well, Iíve heard that mountain music is coming down
    Down the mountain and headed into town
    Donít give a fiddle, long as Iím in the middle
    Good old mountain music is coming down
    
    (instrumental)
    
    My old Gramps got to feeling fit as a fiddle
    He tuned it up and rosined up his bow
    He played it as I made corn cakes on the griddle
    Then went to town to play on radio
    
    Well, Iíve heard that mountain music is coming down
    Down the mountain and headed into town
    Donít give a fiddle, long as Iím in the middle
    Good old mountain music is coming down
    
    Once my old Gramps got the cramps in both of his knees
    From tapping his feet til his knees turned brown
    I took him into town, the doctor was well pleased
    Good old mountain music is coming down
    
    Hear Me Out (Larry W Jones 12/27/2013) (song#6837)
    
    Hear me out while I squeeze you tight
    Iíll ask you please with words thatís right
    Dear, just hear me out is my plea
    
    My arms can feel if love is real
    What I have to say has appeal
    Hear me out and listen closely
    
    What itís all about is true love
    Even without shining stars above
    Dear, hear me out and you will see
    How true love can be heavenly
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Just hear me out, hear what I say
    My love for you is here to stay
    Please hear me out eternally
    
    Hear me out while I squeeze you tight
    Iíll ask you please with words thatís right
    Dear, just hear me out is my plea
    
    Please hear me out eternally
    
    Happy Foot Tapping Band (Larry W Jones 12/28/2013) (song#6838)
    
    Ken Little Red Hayes was a happy guy
    He made three halls-of-fame in his time
    When it came to fiddliní, Ken wasnít shy
    Yep, Little Red Hayes was a friend of mine
    
    He played four-string fiddle with cowboy pals
    Who set the rhythm by tapping their feet
    He was so loved by all cowboys and gals
    Cause his fiddle playing couldnít be beat
    They called him the best in western swing land
    With his happy foot tapping cowboy band
    
    He played the Liberty Texas Opry
    Every Saturday when the sun went down
    Folks drove from miles around to hear and see
    That happy foot tapping band of reknown
    
    (instrumental)
    
    He played four-string fiddle with cowboy pals
    Who set the rhythm by tapping their feet
    He was so loved by all cowboys and gals
    Cause his fiddle playing couldnít be beat
    They called him the best in western swing land
    With his happy foot tapping cowboy band
    
    He played the Liberty Texas Opry
    Every Saturday when the sun went down
    Folks drove from miles around to hear and see
    That happy foot tapping band of reknown
    
    Ken made three halls-of-fame in his time
    Yep, Little Red Hayes was a friend of mine
    
    Unwelcome Mat (Larry W Jones 12/28/2013) (song#6839)
    
    Did you see someone who stopped by with flowers, dear
    He left them for you underneath your dim porch light
    And did you find a note that was stained by a tear
    I dropped in on your unwelcome mat last night
    
    Did you hear some footsteps on your sidewalk at all
    They were stepping slow trying to be so polite 
    I know you never heard teardrops from his eyes fall
    I dropped in on your unwelcome mat last night
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Did you hear some footsteps on your sidewalk at all
    They were stepping slow trying to be so polite 
    I know you never heard teardrops from his eyes fall
    I dropped in on your unwelcome mat last night
    
    Oh, I know I told myself that it was all wrong
    That my love for you could never turn out alright
    But I suppose all my dreams are still holding on
    I dropped in on your unwelcome mat last night
    
    All That I Recall (Larry W Jones 01/03/2014) (song#6840)
    
    Depart with my heart, dear
    But darling, take it all
    Take away all my tears
    And all that I recall
    
    Like moon glow, and rainbow
    The sound of waterfalls
    Take my heart as you go
    And all that I recall
    
    Donít let me recall that September
    As red leaves were falling in the Fall
    Because by this coming December
    My head and heart might just want to call
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Like moon glow, and rainbow
    The sound of waterfalls
    Take my heart as you go
    And all that I recall
    
    Donít let me recall that September
    As red leaves were falling in the Fall
    Because by this coming December
    My head and heart might just want to call
    
    Depart with my heart, dear
    But darling, take it all
    Take away all my tears
    And all that I recall
    
    My Little Old Big Hearted You (Larry W Jones 01/05/2014) (song#6841)
    
    Now, I was feeliní down and blue
    Countiní ties on the railroad track
    And I didnít know what to do
    Since my blue skies had turned to black
    But when you came, hope was renewed
    My little old big hearted you
    
    Everywhere I went, time was spent
    In solitary with no view
    I was down to my last red cent
    And my poor heart was broken too
    I had no hope until I knew
    My little old big hearted you
    
    (instrumental)
    
    The way I was, you would have thought
    That I had given up on dreams
    But you came along and you taught
    Me how to live without extremes
    On dark clouds, silver lines you drew
    My little old big hearted you
    
    I always wanted a small place
    That I could call my very own
    And always wished that some sweet face
    That looked like yours would come along
    Now youíre my heartís song through and through
    My little old big hearted you
    
    Tomorrow The Rainís Gonna Fall (Larry W Jones 01/07/2014) (song#6842)
    
    Tomorrow the rainís gonna fall
    Donít know if I can make it through tonight
    When the morning comes youíll be out of sight
    Tomorrow the rainís gonna fall
    
    Thereíll be raindrops from the sky
    And I know some will fall down from my eyes
    Cause they started when you said your goodbyes
    Tomorrow the rainís gonna fall
    
    Tomorrow clouds will come my way
    Oh, tomorrow will be a cloudy day
    And the tears in my eyes will not be small
    Tomorrow the rainís gonna fall
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Thereíll be raindrops from the sky
    And I know some will fall down from my eyes
    Cause they started when you said your goodbyes
    Tomorrow the rainís gonna fall
    
    Tomorrow clouds will come my way
    Oh, tomorrow will be a cloudy day
    And the tears in my eyes will not be small
    Tomorrow the rainís gonna fall
    
    Tomorrow the rainís gonna fall
    
    Bottle Of Gin And Loretta Lynn (Larry W Jones 01/10/2014) (song#6843)
    
    A bottle of gin and Loretta Lynn and my problems are all gone
    Night after night I say hello to my two old friends
    These Barroom Habits will remain here with me Before Iím Over You
    My best friends, a bottle of gin and Loretta Lynn
    
    Darliní, I donít know who he is but Heís Somewhere Between You And Me
    I tried to get you off my mind but Youíve Just Stepped In
    Is there Any One Any Worse Any Where with friends that sets them free
    My best friends, a bottle of gin and Loretta Lynn
    
    (instrumental)
    
    A bottle of gin and Loretta Lynn and my problems are all gone
    Night after night I say hello to my two old friends
    These Barroom Habits will remain here with me Before Iím Over You
    My best friends, a bottle of gin and Loretta Lynn
    
    Is there Any One Any Worse Any Where with friends that sets them free
    My best friends, a bottle of gin and Loretta Lynn
    My best friends, a bottle of gin and Loretta Lynn
    A bottle of gin and Loretta Lynn
    
    Donít Play No Song Of San Antone (Larry W Jones 01/10/2014) (song#6844)
    
    Donít play no song of San Antone
    Donít play no yellow Texas rose
    Somebody done somebody wrong
    I know about those songs of woe
    
    Go ahead, drop a quarter in
    And listen to that jukebox start
    My dreams are dead, love didnít win
    San Antone hides my broken heart
    
    Iím way up here in Abilene
    Donít play no song of San Antone
    My dreams are somewhere in between
    San Antone and a granite stone
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Go ahead, drop a quarter in
    And listen to that jukebox start
    My dreams are dead, love didnít win
    San Antone hides my broken heart
    
    Buddy, donít play that number ten
    Now, donít you know that would be wrong
    My dreams are dead, love didnít win
    Donít play no song of San Antone
    
    Born A Cattleman (Larry W Jones 01/11/2014) (song#6845)
    
    Now, I was born in a saddle, leather reins in my hand
    Boys, I was born in a saddle, leather reins in my hand
    My Daddy was a wrangler, I was born a cattleman
    
    Now, I was born for the roundup, to rope and tie and brand
    Boys, I was born for the roundup, to rope and tie and brand
    My Daddy was a wrangler, I was born to be top hand
    
    Now, I was born in a saddle, leather reins in my hand
    Boys, I was born in a saddle, leather reins in my hand
    My Daddy was a wrangler, I was born a cattleman
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Now, I donít care darliní, about any other cowgal
    No, I donít care darliní, about any other cowgal
    Just as long as youíre there to meet me at the big corral
    
    Now, I was born in a saddle, leather reins in my hand
    Boys, I was born in a saddle, leather reins in my hand
    My Daddy was a wrangler, I was born a cattleman
    
    Cowgirl From Laramie (Larry W Jones 01/11/2014) (song#6846)
    
    The cowgirl came from Laramie
    And all her clothes were calico
    She only wanted love from me
    I loved only the rodeo
    
    She never married for money
    I know because she told me so
    But my love was for the money
    To be made in the rodeo
    
    The cowgirlís name was not Jane Doe
    Oh, she was much better than that
    But in due time she came to know
    Rodeo was under my hat
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Her Daddy said I was no good
    Listen my dear and please donít go
    That cowboyís heart is made of wood
    He was born for the rodeo
    
    The ranch she came from had a fence
    To keep us no good wranglers out
    She couldnít see through my pretense
    And what my mind was all about
    
    The cowgirl came from Laramie
    And all her clothes were calico
    She only wanted love from me
    I loved only the rodeo
    
    Horse Hair Rope And A Pair Of Ropers (Larry W Jones 01/19/2014) (song#6847)
    
    I drove out of Denver with Bob Taylor
    Heading up north to Laramie and home
    Hitched to the truck was my two horse trailer
    When we got there it looked like she was gone
    
    I told Bob that it just donít make no sense
    But Bob said thatís where I made my mistake
    The grass looks much greener outside the fence
    When a woman takes more than she can take
    
    Bob was right about our rodeo roots
    Weíd been acting like a pair of jokers
    All she left was a rope tied round some boots
    A horse hair rope and a pair of ropers
    
    (instrumental)
    
    She had told me one time or maybe two
    That my rodeo love was killing time
    And every time I told her, I love you
    She said, rodeo love is killing mine
    
    Bob was right about our rodeo roots
    Weíd been acting like a pair of jokers
    All she left was a rope tied round some boots
    A horse hair rope and a pair of ropers
    
    All she left was a rope tied round some boots
    A horse hair rope and a pair of ropers
    
    Gonna Find A Rocky Mountain (Larry W Jones 01/23/2014) (song#6848)
    
    Gonna find a rocky mountain
    Gonna go climb it way up high
    Gonna find a clear blue fountain
    Drink snow water before I die
    
    The good times never come easy
    And the bad times are easy come
    In between the good and the bad
    Iíve had to worry more than some
    
    Iíve always lived in the flatlands
    Where life and dreams were not entwined
    Think itís time to leave these badlands
    Leave worries and troubles behind
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Gonna find a rocky mountain
    Gonna go climb it way up high
    Gonna find a clear blue fountain
    Drink snow water before I die
    
    Now, nothing else could be finer
    Than to find me a mountain friend
    She might be a dream designer
    Who could put my heart on the mend
    
    Gonna find a rocky mountain
    Gonna go climb it way up high
    Gonna find a clear blue fountain
    Drink snow water before I die
    
    Kawliga (Larry W Jones 01/25/2014) (song#6849)
    
    Kawliga was a wooden Indian who ainít here no more
    The Indian maiden who he loved thought he was such a bore
    Kawliga-a-a-a-a, he never could make up his mind
    Because his mind was made of heart-wood knotty pine
    
    He wore a pair of wooden moccasins made in Amsterdam
    His feet hurt so bad he needed a podiatrist exam
    Kawliga-a-a-a-a, he never even learned to walk
    The Indian maiden waited for him to talk
    
    Poor old Kawliga, he never got her kiss
    Poor old Kawliga he don't know what he's missed
    Is it any wonder that his face is red
    The words she told him are better left unsaid
    
    (instrumental)
    
    One day a wealthy customer paid a ransom for the maid
    He said he loved the wooden Indian with her coal black braids
    Kawliga stood there and watched them load her in a pickup truck
    Then his tear drops flowed because he was out of luck
    
    Poor old Kawliga, he never got her kiss
    Poor old Kawliga he don't know what he's missed
    Is it any wonder that his face is red
    The words she told him are better left unsaid
    
    Til There Ainít No Horse In Houston (Larry W Jones 01/29/2014) (song#6850)
    
    Dear, if you ask me how long Iíll love you
    Iíll write it as a song for all to see
    If you ask if anyoneís above you
    Iíll say youíre on top of the Texas T
    
    I will love you til there ainít no horse in Houston
    Til they build another big Astrodome
    To end my loving you, there ainít no solution
    Darliní, my love just never will be gone
    
    Til they stop their shopping at the Galleria
    Til the skyline wonít show the Pennzoil Place
    Til they quit eating tortillas and fajitas
    Darliní, til then Iíll be loving your face
    
    (instrumental)
    
    I will love you til there ainít no horse in Houston
    Til they build another big Astrodome
    To end my loving you, there ainít no solution
    Darliní, my love just never will be gone
    
    Til NASA shuts down on the Johnson Space Center
    Til there ainít no more Houston Rodeo
    Til there ainít no more freeways where you can enter
    Darliní, my song will be in stereo
    
    I will love you til there ainít no horse in Houston
    Til they build another big Astrodome
    To end my loving you, there ainít no solution
    Darliní, my love just never will be gone
    
    Darliní, my love just never will be gone
    
    Yesterdayís Ballads (Larry W Jones 01/30/2014) (song#6851)
    
    Yesterdayís ballads
    With words they convey
    Have faded to gray
    
    Yesterdayís ballads
    Are not sung today
    Thereís nothing to say
    
    Except that I still recall
    The biggest thrill of them all
    When yesterdayís ballads were new
    When you and I had a ball
    At the big party dance hall
    Where I said darling, I love you
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Yesterdayís ballads
    Are now just refrains
    That only bring pains
    
    Yesterdayís ballads
    Down memory lanes
    Wonít be sung again
    
    I suppose yesterdayís tunes
    Written under some full moon
    Were composed for lovers in June
    Now they have faded like dew
    I recall places we knew
    Where I said darling, I love you
    
    You Canít Find Gold In A Foolís Gold Mine (Larry W Jones 01/30/2014) (song#6852)
    
    Well, I tried to make her love me
    But then she made her get away
    Iím in mourning come morning each day
    Her love was just an illusion
    That just led to my confusion
    Well, I guess I must have been blind
    You canít find gold in a foolís gold mine
    
    When I see gold in morning skies
    Tears fall from my eyes right away
    And cloud any beauty come what may
    Her love was all a fantasy
    For me it wasnít meant to be
    Well, I guess I fell for the shine
    You canít find gold in a foolís gold mine
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Her love was just an illusion
    That just led to my confusion
    It was all just a fantasy
    For me it wasnít meant to be
    
    Someday if I ever find love
    Iíll make sure itís not foolís gold love
    Oh no, I wonít fall for the shine
    You canít find gold in a foolís gold mine
    
    You Make My Boots Want To Get Up And Scoot (Larry W Jones 01/30/2014) (song#6853)
    
    You make my boots want to get up and scoot
    To the music of a western swing band
    You make my hat want to be your door mat
    The more that you hold my heart in your hand
    
    I was just a lonely cowboy
    With only one thing left to do
    To find my only cause for joy
    And darliní, thatís when I found you
    
    You make my boots want to get up and scoot
    To the music of a western swing band
    You make my hat want to be your door mat
    The more that you hold my heart in your hand
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Play the fiddles, western swing band
    Letís do the boot scoot boogie dance
    Move around the floor hand in hand
    My boots and I feel like romance
    
    You make my boots want to get up and scoot
    To the music of a western swing band
    You make my hat want to be your door mat
    The more that you hold my heart in your hand
    
    Misery Blues (Larry W Jones 02/01/2014) (song#6854)
    
    I feel the worry of misery blues
    My babyís in big a hurry to leave
    And she didnít even leave me a clue
    Just a note that makes my broken heart grieve
    
    This is the day that sheís sayiní so long
    Dog gone, I think Iím a-goiní to cry
    Well, I donít know what it was I did wrong
    To make my sweet baby bid me goodbye
    
    So much for a delicate dream
    It broke apart somehow
    But I still hold her in esteem
    In my heart even now
    
    I know she loved me, she said it was true
    But now sheís left me with misery blues
    
    (instrumental)
    
    I know she loved me, she said it was true
    But now sheís left me with misery blues
    
    Oh, I had a love but she was a good time gal
    Now good times are gone far away from me
    Itís a sad song, I was her part time pal
    Sheís parted and gone to where I canít see
    
    I know she loved me, she said it was true
    But now sheís left me with misery blues
    
    Bluebonnet Meadows (Larry W Jones 02/05/2014) (song#6855)
    
    There is a girl I love dearly
    Back in the rolling Texas hills
    When bluebonnets bloom, I miss her
    I love her and I always will
    
    The bluebonnets that are blooming
    Have called me back where I belong
    I know bluebonnets are blooming
    Cause I seem to hear her sweet song
    
    Tonight Iím far from those meadows
    Away from those Texas hills
    Iím going back to those meadows
    Those meadows that bluebonnets fill
    
    (instrumental)
    
    I returned across the border
    The girl I loved had gone away
    That sad news came from her father
    She sleeps under bluebonnets clay
    
    The bluebonnets that are blooming
    Have called me back where I belong
    I know bluebonnets are blooming
    Cause I seem to hear her sweet song
    
    Jolly Drifting Cowhand (Larry W Jones 02/07/2014) (song#6856)
    
    Hear my tune as I start to croon
    Iím a jolly drifting cowhand
    Cuttiní horse spurred, cows from the herd
    Wranglers heatiní up the cow brand
    
    Wherever I roam is my home
    Iím a jolly drifting cowhand
    My ride is done through rain and sun
    Anywhere there is prairie land
    
    Iíve got no care, none anywhere
    Iím a jolly drifting cowhand
    Eat cornpone bread, no bunkhouse bed
    Bedroll spread wherever I can
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Hear my tune as I start to croon
    Iím a jolly drifting cowhand
    Cuttiní horse spurred, cows from the herd
    Wranglers heatiní up the cow brand
    
    I spend my time and silver dime
    Iím a jolly drifting cowhand
    Hear my song as I ride along
    Iím tall in the saddle and tanned
    
    Iíve got no care, none anywhere
    Iím a jolly drifting cowhand
    Eat cornpone bread, no bunkhouse bed
    Bedroll spread wherever I can
    
    Hear my tune as I start to croon
    Iím a jolly drifting cowhand
    Just a jolly drifting cowhand
    
    I Came Awful Close To Losing You (Larry W Jones 02/13/2014) (song#6857)
    
    Darling, I was gone much too often
    And you were too often much in need
    Of attention long overdue
    Those long hauls rolling out of Austin
    Left you growing lonely, I concede
    I came awful close to losing you
    
    You never questioned my whereabouts
    Or when my routes would bring me back home
    To Austin one day out of the blue
    Once you told me, you too wished to roam
    But you never tried your walking shoes
    I came awful close to losing you
    
    (instrumental)
    
    You never questioned my whereabouts
    Or when my routes would bring me back home
    To Austin one day out of the blue
    Once you told me, you too wished to roam
    But you never tried your walking shoes
    I came awful close to losing you
    
    Your loveís what Iíve needed most of all
    Itís the one thing that means life to me
    When a wife like you shows her love true
    I know at times you wished to be free
    Iím so glad those long hauls are all through
    I came awful close to losing you
    
    I came awful close to losing you
    
    I Canít Sing Away These Lonesome Blues (Larry W Jones 02/14/2014) (song #6858)
    
    I have tried to forget since your goodbye
    I regret there are things money canít buy
    What Iíve invested has no dividend
    Our happiness was tested to its end
    
    I never dreamed that I would see this day
    I should have listened but now itís too late
    I might sail away on a solo cruise
    But I canít sing away these lonesome blues
    
    No, I canít sing away these lonesome blues
    I spent my life and money just to lose
    I called you my honey and thatís the truth
    But I canít sing away these lonesome blues
    
    (instrumental)
    
    My billfold is flat, now think about that
    I must admit, Iím just your old door mat
    I have learned my lesson what Ďere the cost
    Iím in depression deep like one whoís lost
    
    I never dreamed that I would see this day
    I should have listened but now itís too late
    I might sail away on a solo cruise
    But I canít sing away these lonesome blues
    
    This Cowboyís Sweetheart (Larry W Jones 02/15/2014) (song#6859)
    
    She wants to be this cowboyís sweetheart
    And teach her how to rope and to ride
    She wants to see prairies and deserts
    And ride up and oíre the Great Divide
    
    She wants to hear coyotes howling
    Well now, just why I can only guess
    She wants to be this cowboyís sweetheart
    Because she loves both me and the west
    
    (instrumental)
    
    She wants to ride old Paint in the wind
    And feel the wind blowing in her face
    Far away from her dear next of kin
    Riding like she might come in first place
    
    She wants to sleep next to a cow too
    And hear them moo to the moon above
    She wants to hear my guitar on cue
    When I tell her that sheís my true love
    
    Rabbit On The Run (Larry W Jones 02/05/2014) (song#6860)
    
    There goes a rabbit on the run
    Dagnabit, I ainít got no gun
    How to catch him, now let me see
    Now, most rabbits run in circles
    So, Iíll be like all turtles be
    And then Iíll catch him in my snare
    And soon Iíll be cookiní that hare
    Yep, Iíll just play like a turtle
    And then Iíll catch him in my snare
    Soon Iíll be eatiní hairy hare
    
    Iíll build me a big hot campfire
    And then Iíll roast that speedy hare
    It might sound seedy goiní down
    But Iíll roast him until heís brown
    Then spread my bedroll for the night
    And dream of rabbits in moonlight
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Yep, Iíll roast him until heís brown
    Then spread my bedroll for the night
    And dream of rabbits in moonlight
    Rabbit on the run til daylight
    
    Soon Iíll be ridiní down the trail
    Soles on my boots are almost gone
    Just ahead is an old bunk house
    Iíll rest my head and weary bones
    I roasted him till he was brown
    Then spread my bedroll for the night
    And dreamed of rabbits in moonlight
    Rabbit on the run til daylight
    
    Peanut Brittle Heart (Larry W Jones 02/17/2014) (song#6861)
    
    Before she left on the train we said our goodbyes
    She promised to return with teardrops in her eyes
    I wanted her to stay as sweet as from the start
    So I gave her a candy peanut brittle heart
    
    The peanut brittle slipped from her fingers and broke
    Into tiny pieces as the conductor spoke
    All aboard, as I picked up pieces part by part
    And asked if she could mend that peanut brittle heart
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Today the postman came with letters in the snow
    One was from the sweetest girl that a man could know
    But the lines were not for a brittle heart like mine
    For she had wed another farther down the line
    
    Iíll keep that tear-stained letter though itís now too late
    Some things heal but my brittle heart will have to wait
    Iíll be in sorrow while Father Time plays his part   
    And dream she didnít drop my peanut brittle heart
    
    Riding These Tracks Back To You (Larry W Jones 03/01/2014) (song#6863)
    
    My travel bag is packed, Iím riding down the tracks
    Itís been so long since my eyes have seen you
    The time that has gone by has seen the tears Iíve cried
    Because dear, Iíve been so lonesome and blue
    
    I hope you feel delight in what I know is right
    That the love we once knew will be renewed
    Too many years alone and many tears have shown
    Why Iím now riding these tracks back to you
    
    (instrumental)
    
    I want you as my girl, not just a long lost whirl
    Try to remember sweet times we once knew
    Iíll be there at high noon so Iíll see you there soon
    Cause Iím now riding these tracks back to you
    
    Iím hoping that today bright skies will come our way
    And no dark clouds will appear in the blue
    Be ready for my arms to hold your many charms
    When Iím through riding these tracks back to you
    
    Cowboy Quadrangle (Larry W Jones 03/01/2014) (song#6864)
    
    There once were some cowboy pals who sang about cowboy gals
    As they drove a big herd of longhorns up the Chisholm trail
    They sang songs so lowly and the cattle drive went slowly
    But there was a somewhat discontent that came to prevail
    
    The cowboy riding drag wanted to lead with his old nag
    The one riding left flank wanted the right where rode old Hank
    The cowboy riding lead wanted to stay there on his steed
    The one riding right flank just wanted whiskey that he drank
    
    Now, this cowboy quadrangle was not the best of angels
    They sang bawdy ballads that turned to red the purple sage
    There was no virtuoso but no one dared to say so
    Though all the cowboys were all beginning to show their age
    
    The cowboy riding drag wanted to lead with his old nag
    The one riding left flank wanted the right where rode old Hank
    The cowboy riding lead wanted to stay there on his steed
    The one riding right flank drew his pistol but it was blank
    
    The cattle started lowing, impatience started showing
    The cowboys cussed the longhorns and the others of the breed
    Loud thunder crashed around them and clouds made the daylight dim
    But it was the lightning that made the longhorn herd stampede
    
    The cowboy riding drag wanted to lead with his old nag
    The one riding left flank wanted the right where rode old Hank
    The cowboy riding lead wanted to stay there on his steed
    The one riding right flank was drunk and thought it was a prank
    
    Now, all you good cowboys give ear to what I tell you here
    Donít fuss and fight about what side you ride is right or wrong
    Boys, just punch them cows on up that Chisholm trail without fail
    And you just tell all them little dogies to git along
    
    The cowboy riding drag wanted to lead with his old nag
    The one riding left flank wanted the right where rode old Hank
    The cowboy riding lead wanted to stay there on his steed
    The one riding right flank traded places with cowboy Hank
    
    Alabama Alibi (Larry W Jones 03/02/2014) (song#6865)
    
    As morning breaks the darkness on my Alabama home
    I roll across the Mississippi line
    This old Ford F-150 tires sing as I drive along
    And the road disappears in miles behind
    
    Oh, I thought I would find happiness in another state
    But no other place ever suited me
    An Alabama alibi proved just what was my fate
    Yes, Alabama set my mind at ease
    
    (instrumental)
    
    A U-turn in Arizona, the setting sun was seen
    In my rear view mirror looking mighty fine
    Alabama has no desert, the grass is mighty green
    That water well is filled with finest wine
    
    Oh, I thought I would find happiness in another state
    But no other place ever suited me
    An Alabama alibi proved just what was my fate
    Yes, Alabama set my mind at ease
    
    Hello Sunshine (Larry W Jones 03/02/2014) (song#6866)
    
    (Hello Sunshine)
    
    Hello sunshine, gee but I missed your smile
    For your smile, Iíve traveled many a mile
    I was lonesome and lonely tears would start
    But thoughts of you brought bluebirds to my heart
    
    You kept blue eyes full of love I now see
    And blue skies have been waiting just for me
    I worried but everything turned out fine
    So, goodbye to rain and hello sunshine
    
    (instrumental)
    
    You kept blue eyes full of love I now see
    And blue skies have been waiting just for me
    I worried but everything turned out fine
    So, goodbye to rain and hello sunshine
    
    I worried but everything turned out fine
    So, goodbye to rain and hello sunshine
    Hello sunshine (Hello) 
    
    For Your True Love (Larry W Jones 03/03/2014) (song#6867)
    
    Take a pen and then begin
    To draw a line round the moon
    Thatís just how far up above
    I would go for your true love
    
    Count all the stars in the sky
    Count their twinkles from on high
    Make believe that theyíre made of
    Lights that burn for your true love
    
    Make believe that theyíre made of
    Lights that burn for your true love
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Around the moon draw a line
    It may take a long long time
    That will not be the end of
    Thankfulness for your true love
    
    Count all the stars in the sky
    Count their twinkles from on high
    Make believe that theyíre made of
    Lights that burn for your true love
    
    Make believe that theyíre made of
    Lights that burn for your true love
    
    I Forgot You Yesterday (Larry W Jones 03/08/2014) (song#6868)
    
    A memory is just something that someway comes about
    And itís also something that surely we canít live without
    I know because someway a memory came by today
    Had to remind myself that I forgot you yesterday
    
    Your old memory appeared so sublime
    But the tears it brought me was like a crime
    All those thoughts I thought had been cast away
    Cause my dear, I forgot you yesterday
    
    (instrumental)
    
    It seems that Iíve been forgetting about you for awhile
    Itís just not fitting that your memory still makes me smile
    At daybreak I felt the ache that always comes, come what may
    Had to remind myself that I forgot you yesterday
    
    Your old memory appeared so sublime
    But the tears it brought me was like a crime
    All those thoughts I thought had been cast away
    Cause my dear, I forgot you yesterday
    
    All those thoughts I thought had been cast away
    Cause my dear, I forgot you yesterday
    
    Riding My Old Pony Home (Larry W Jones 03/08/2014) (song#6869)
    
    I lost in a gamble, now Iím on a ramble
    Lost in a gamble boys, now Iím on a ramble
    Lost all but my clothes, my hat, boots and comb
    And now Iím riding my old pony home
    
    Clouds forming oíer the plain and it sure looks like rain
    Clouds forming oíer the plain boys, it sure looks like rain
    Cloudy as my song as I ride along  
    And now Iím riding my old pony home
    
    I lost in a gamble, now Iím on a ramble
    Lost in a gamble boys, now Iím on a ramble
    Lost all but my clothes, my hat, boots and comb
    And now Iím riding my old pony home
    
    (instrumental)
    
    A few more miles to go, Iíve got nothing to show
    Few more miles to go boys, Iíve got nothing to show
    I lost it all when I went out to roam
    And now Iím riding my old pony home
    
    I lost in a gamble, now Iím on a ramble
    Lost in a gamble boys, now Iím on a ramble
    Lost all but my clothes, my hat, boots and comb
    And now Iím riding my old pony home
    
    I lost in a gamble, now Iím on a ramble
    Lost in a gamble boys, now Iím on a ramble
    Lost all but my clothes, my hat, boots and comb
    And now Iím riding my old pony home
    
    Howdy Do Country Dew (Larry W Jones 03/09/2014) (song#6870)
    
    Howdy do country dew
    Iím back home where I grew
    Every day is brand new
    Howdy do country dew
    
    Just like a new born man
    I return when I can
    To this place I once knew
    Howdy do country dew
    
    On the porch watching skies
    Blue looks good to my eyes
    Here my worries are few
    Howdy do country dew
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Howdy do country dew
    Iím back home where I grew
    Every day is brand new
    Howdy do country dew
    
    My often thoughts of you
    Soften times weíve been through
    Good love is still in view
    Howdy do country dew
    
    Howdy do country dew
    Iím back home where I grew
    Every day is brand new
    Howdy do country dew
    
    Banjo Strings That Ring (Larry W Jones 03/09/2014) (song#6871)
    
    When I get home at end of day
    Rock on the porch cause thatís my way
    Listen to the blue birds that sing
    And play it out on strings that ring
    
    Banjo strings that ring in the air
    Back woods music thatís meant to share
    Neighbors come like birds fly on wing
    To hear me play on strings that ring
    
    (instrumental)
    
    When I retire I have to say
    My fire will be for banjo play
    My mindís at ease with anything
    When I play out on strings that ring
    
    Banjo strings that ring in the air
    Back woods music thatís meant to share
    Neighbors come like birds fly on wing
    To hear me play on strings that ring
    
    To hear me play on strings that ring
    To hear me play on strings that ring
    
    When Springtime Buds Begin To Bloom (Larry W Jones 03/09/2014) (song#6872)
    
    When Springtime buds begin to bloom
    Is when I feel a sense of doom
    My Motherís voice just like a song
    Says to me, donít stay gone too long
    
    When just a lad of sixteen years
    I left my home without a tear
    Silver and gold I made in time
    With a heart made of knotty pine
    
    When Springtime buds begin to bloom
    Is when I feel a sense of doom
    My Motherís voice just like a song
    Says to me, donít stay gone too long
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Dad and Mother have passed away
    I never wrote to even say
    That all my wealth I would have shared
    Or just to say for them I cared
    
    When Springtime buds begin to bloom
    Is when I feel a sense of doom
    My Motherís voice just like a song
    Says to me, donít stay gone too long
    
    When Springtime buds begin to bloom
    
    Bluebonnet Bells Are Ringing (Larry W Jones 04/02/2014) (song#6873)
    
    Moonlight shining over Texas
    Is such a dreamy silver thing
    Shining down on fields and meadows
    Waiting for morning doves to sing
    
    Down in Texas in the moonlight
    Not far away from Tennessee
    Those bluebonnet bells are ringing
    In the hill country tenderly
    
    (instrumental)
    
    Moonlight shines for you and me, dear
    When we go strolling hand in hand
    Makes me want to hold you so near
    Here in our Texas Dixieland
    
    A wedding ring I'll be bringing
    To place so gently on your hand
    Where bluebonnet bells are ringing
    Here in our Texas Dixieland
    
    Down To Old Laredo (Larry W Jones 04-13-2014) (song#6874)
    
    I rode down to old Laredo
    Down along the Rio Grande
    Stepped inside a cantina
    Heard a mariachi band
    
    Oh, raven hair, eyes of coal
    Her lips painted red as wine
    I fell in love, heart and soul
    And I knew I'd make her mine
    
    Destination, El Paso
    Oh, but then I changed my mind
    I rode down to old Laredo
    And there a love I did find
    
    Oh, raven hair, eyes of coal
    Her lips painted red as wine
    I fell in love, heart and soul
    And I knew I'd make her mine
    
    As we danced, I held her close
    And I whispered in her ear
    Please be my Laredo rose
    And her answer was so clear
    
    Oh, raven hair, eyes of coal
    Her lips painted red as wine
    I fell in love, heart and soul
    And I knew I'd make her mine
    
    That same mariachi band
    Played there on our wedding day
    A band of gold on her hand
    Said true love was there to stay
    
    Oh, raven hair, eyes of coal
    Her lips painted red as wine
    I fell in love, heart and soul
    And I knew I'd make her mine
    
    Severed Tie That Binds (Larry W Jones 04/13/2014) (song#6875)
    
    He was born out in the country
    At a bottom land cotton patch
    Ever since he moved into town
    He always dreamed of movin' back
    
    To where a family was one
    Held tightly by a tie that binds
    Cotton pickin' was always done
    With love in the back of their minds
    
    (instrumental)
    
    But his brothers had left and gone
    One to the east, another west
    His Mama looked sad and withdrawn
    Where Daddy was, she only guessed
    
    Now he just wonders what went wrong
    And what it was went through their minds
    And now he sings a country song
    About a severed tie that binds
    
    Cowboy Riding O'er The Prairie (Larry W Jones 04/13/2014) (song#6876)
    
    The western sky was all aglow as the sun was sinking low
    Reflecting on a cowgirl in calico so slim
    And it was in the month of May when the prairie blooms in sage
    That he held her in his arms and then she said to him
    
    You're a cowboy riding o'er the prairie
    A cowboy riding there I see
    Brave and so tall, for you my heart does fall
    Riding o'er the prairie for me
    
    (instrumental)
    
    One day a letter came and no future day would be the same
    The trail boss wrote that her brave and tall cowboy was dead
    With great shock and much surprise, many teardrops fell from her eyes
    As she thought about the words to him that she had said
    
    You're a cowboy riding o'er the prairie
    A cowboy riding there I see
    Brave and so tall, for you my heart does fall
    Riding o'er the prairie for me
    
    (instrumental)
    
    The western sky was all aglow as the sun was sinking low
    Reflecting on a cowgirl in calico so slim
    And it was in the month of May when the prairie blooms in sage
    That he held her in his arms and then she said to him
    
    You're a cowboy riding o'er the prairie
    A cowboy riding there I see
    Brave and so tall, for you my heart does fall
    Riding o'er the prairie for me
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
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