1.The Old Stuff
By Bryan Kennedy, Dan Roberts & Garth Brooks
Copyright ®EMI Music, Inc./Rope & Dolly Music.Old Boots Music/Major Bob Music Co., Inc./No Fences Music (ASCAP)
Oh I said a little prayer tonight
Before I came on stage
As I came walkin' past the drivers
And the locals on the union wage
I asked the good Lord up in heaven
Let me treat the music right
Then I prayed that Detroit
Goes wild tonight
Seven pickers and all our gear in a rental van
Playin' music never sleepin' and workin' on a neon tan
We played The Barn down in Sanford Florida
For Bev Roberts out in Camden Park
We plugged it in upeast at Bull Run
And the place went dark
Back when the old stuff was new
Back before the buses and the
Hard workin' boys in the crew
It was one big party
But the business called it payin' our dues
Back when the old stuff was new
Oh the stories we could tell
If it weren't for the code of the road
About The Buckboard, Bear Creek, Cowboys, and the Grizzly Rose
You know the weather turned bad in Scottsdale
A tornado nearly stole the show
We just danced in the rain and listened to the thunder roll
Back when the old stuff was new
Hats off the the K.C. Opry and ellA GURU'S
It was one big party
Uncle Joe you know we owe it to you
Back when the old stuff was new
No rules young fools comin' from the old school
Takin' on the world alone
Next date can't wait tearin' up the interstate
Every place we played was home
Balls out no doubt this is what it's all about
Beggin' for a place to play
Swingin' with our low friends
Prayin' that it never ends
Wouldn't trade a single day
Back when the old stuff was new
Back before the buses and the
Hard workin' boys in the crew
It was one big party
But the papers called it payin' our dues
Back when the old stuff was new
Hey it's still one big party
You can call it whatever you choose
You make me feel like the old stuff is new
2.Cowboys And Angels
By Kent Blazy, Kim Williams & Garth Brooks
Copyright ®1995 Careers-BMG Music Publishing, Inc./A Hard Day's Write Music (BMI)/Sony Cross Keys Publishing Co., Inc./Kim Williams Music/Major Bob Music Co., Inc./No Fences Music (ASCAP)
On the eighth day God noticed a problem
For there below Him stood a cowboy alone
Stubborn and proud, reckless and loud
God knew he'd never make it on his own
So God looked out all over creation
And listened as that cowboy prayed
God took passion and thunder
Patience and wonder then He sent down
The best thing that God ever made
Cowboys and angels leather and lace
Salt of the earth meets heavenly grace
Cowboys and angels tested and tried
It's a long way to heaven
And one hell of a ride
Nothin's changed since the dawn of creation
For you will find them together today
And only heaven above them knows why she loves him
But he must be the reason she don't fly away
Cowboys and angels leather and lace
Salt of the earth meets heavenly grace
Cowboys and angels tested and tried
It's a long way to heaven
And one hell of a ride
It's a long way to heaven
And one hell of a ride
The Fever
By Steven Tyler, Joe Perry, Bryan Kennedy & Dan Roberts
Copyright ®1995 Swag Song Music, Inc./EMI April Music/Rope & Dolly Music/Old boots Music (ASCAP)
He's got a split finger wrap
And his rope's pulled way too tight
He's got a lunatic smile
'Cause he's really drawn deep tonight
He's got a fever, fever, fever, fever
Grab a hold of anything and hold on tight
It hits you like the venom from a rattlesnake bite
We're all here 'cause he's not all there tonight
He takes one last breath
And time turns inside out
Then the gate busts open<
To the world he dreams about
He's got a fever, fever, fever, fever
Stick a rope on anything 'cause he don't care
He'd even take a ride in an electric chair
We're all here 'cause he's not all there tonight
He says it's really kinda simple
Keep your mind in the middle
While your butt spins 'round and 'round
Take heed to Sankey's preachin'
Keep liftin' and reachin'
And ridin' like there ain't no clowns
What he loves might kill him
But he's got no choice
He's a different breed
With a voice down deep inside
That's screamin' he was born to ride
He's got a fever, fever, fever, fever
Fever makes you crazy 'cause it makes no sense
Like runnin' from your shadow out of self-defense
But he won't run and baby he can't hide
He thinks the odds are even leavin' one hand tied
He gets so tired of hangin' on so tight
I know you think he's crazy well I think you're right
We're all here 'cause he's not all there that's right