[This Cowboy's Hat] [What you Gonna do With a Cowboy?]
[Seventeen] [The Bull Rider] [Ridin' for a Fall] [Cadillac
Ranch] [Caballo Diablo] [Copenhagen]
Verse 1: Well I was sitting in a coffee shop just having a cup to pass the time swapping rodeo stories with this old cowboy friend of mine. When some motorcycle riders started snickering in the back started poking fun at my friend's hat. Verse 2: One old boy said "hey Tex, where'd you park your horse" My friend just pulled his hat down low, but they couldn't be ignored. One husky fella said "I think I'll rip that hat right off your head". That's when my friend turned around, and this is what he said... Chorus: You'll ride a black tornado across a western sky. Rope an old blue norther and milk it 'till it's dry. Bulldog the Mississippi, pin its ears down flat Long before you take this cowboy's hat. Verse 3: Now partner, this old hat's better left alone. You see, it used to be my daddy's, but last year he passed on. My nephew skinned the rattler that makes up this old hat band. But back in '69, he died in Vietnam. Verse 4: Now the eagle feather was given to me by an Indian friend of mine. Someone ran him down somewhere around that Arizona line. And a real special lady give me this hat pin And I don't know if I'll ever see her again. Chorus: Verse 5: Now if your leather jacket means to you what this hat means to me, then I guess we understand each other, and we'll just let it be. But if you still think it's funny, Man, you got my back up against the wall And if you touch my hat, you're gonna have to fight us all. Verse 6: Well right then I caught a little sadness in that gang leader's eyes. He turned back to the others and they all just kind of shuffled on outside But when my friend turned back towards me I noticed his old hat brim Well it was turned up in a big old Texas grin! Chorus
What you Gonna Do With a Cowboy?
Verse I I can see you got your eye on this ol' cowboy I can tell you've never had one for your own Well you've never been around one Now you're thinkin' that you found one And it might be kinda' fun to take him home Verse II You giggle every time that I say, "Yes, ma'am" And I get this feelin' if I held you tight You'd be seein' his and her's Buckles, boots, and spurs But that's a feelin' you'd get over overnight Chorus 'Cause what you gonna' do with a cowboy? When that ol' rooster crows at dawn When he's lyin' there instead Of getting' out of bed And puttin' on his boots and gettin' gone. And what you gonna do when he says, "Honey." "I got half a mind to stay." What you gonna do with a cowboy When he don't saddle up and ride away Verse III Well you can see it takes a special kinda woman To put up with the life a cowboy leads Cause his boots are always muddy, And his beer drinkin' buddies They'll camp out on your couch and never leave Verse IV Don't even start to think you're gonna change him You'd be better off tryin' to rope the wind Cause what he is is what you've got And he can't be what he's not And honey, you can't hide him from your friends
Spoken: When he was 5 years old his mom took him down to the round corral, to watch his dad work the young horse they called Smokey Man, did that horse buck But his old dad just sat up there and rode him like there was nothin' to it, Right then, the boy gained a whole new respect for the man And from that day on, he knew that when he grew up he wanted to be a cowboy. Verse 1 Seventeen, cowboys dreams ain't on fixin' fences Once he's seen 'em ride in old Cheyenne Ranch routine and his old man's schemes This ain't where his heart is But you know his daddy understands Verse 2 Noonday comes, father and son sit down and eat their dinner Beneath that big Wyoming sky His daddy knows he's gotta let him go The boy can't be a winner If he don't spread his wings and fly Chorus And in his mind he's riding bulls down in Las Vegas Soon he'll be on a train that leads to Santa Fe Sweet voice of freedom echoes down the ages Calls another cowboy on his way Verse 3 Fencin's done and the morning sun finds him packed and ready Momma kissed his cheek and then she went inside His old man, well he shook his hand, said, Son, you ride 'em pretty Didn't see the tears that his momma cried Chorus And in his mind he's riding bulls down in Las Vegas Today he's on a train that leads to Santa Fe Sweet voice of freedom echoes down the ages Calls another cowboy on his way
I was sittin' in a bar room one rainy afternoon Tellin' stories about a rodeo and listenin' to a tune The rodeo starts tomorrow in this one horse town So Bill took our names and put our entries down I went to the rodeo office the next day to see What bareback horse I had and to pay my fees I looked across the list but my name wasn't to be found I thought Bill just might have forgot to put me down I looked across the board and I happened to find My name was on another list I was in the bull ridin' My knees began to knock and my face began to sweat And I heaved and gagged on the rodeo office step Well I may be a fool but a coward I'm not So I borrowed myself a bull rope with a bell in the knot I walked into the arena with them other bull ridin' fools I walked down the chutes and finally found my bull Then I put my rope in the middle of his back And had some cowboy pull up the slack Then I wrapped the tail around my hand and back And said boys open that gate just a little bitty crack Well the bull hit the gate with his head And I could see over his hump that his eyes were red He bailed out of there with a big snort and beller And something inside me told me I was yeller Well the dust and hair and flies from off of his hump Did wisk to my nose as he made another jump And the stink of it all was more than I could stand So I jerked my wrap and opened up my hand Well he jumped in the air and he made one more turn And as the rope slid through my hand it sure did burn He flung me down in a great big heap Then right in the middle of me he did leap With his feet in my belly a standin' in place That dirty filthy old bull blew snot in my face So them damned old bulls you can run'em in a chute And put your ropes on them big galloots But the closest you're gonna find me to their stinkin' hair Is to help some other fool get flung in the air
Last night you told her, you could never hold her Cause cowboys just got to be free Her heart was breaking, yours was aching but you saddled up to follow your dreams Coffee on your campfire, wind through the barbed wire You huddle close to the flames Though she's far behind you, the night wind reminds you It just keeps on whispering her name CHORUS: You can make a run for the border Try to hide in the hole in the wall But don't you know your arms are aching to hold her And cowboy even though you're riding tall You're riding for a fall Verse 2: Midnight the moons up, hands around your tin cup The frost settles in on the sage The night gettin' colder, well man you're gettin' older Tonight you're feeling your age Verse 3 Why don't you turn back, just saddle up and backtrack You know you'll never find a love quite like hers and tell me on a cold lonesome evening, What the hell good's your freedom Don't you think it's time you hung up your spurs REPEAT CHORUS
Well the well went dry and the cow did too Daddy didn't know what to do The banker came by the house one day Said he's gonna take the farm away Momma came up with a plan Brother and me started up a band Sister put a sign on the roof And Daddy bought a case of ninety-proof CHORUS Now we call it the cadillac ranch they're parking cars in the old feed patch There's a bar in the barn and the place stays packed Till the cows come home at cadillac ranch Now the only thing that we raise is cane You don't need the sun and rain Just neon lights and some ice cold beer Keeps everything real around here Momma take the cash at the door Brother and me keep 'em out on the floor Sister sets them up at the bar And Daddy kicks back with a big cigar REPEAT CHORUS Well we gave all the cows away Now the only horns around here today Are the ones up on the grill Of a genuine fifty-nine coupe de ville REPEAT CHORUS (X2)
Wild as a coastal barranca, swift as the wind blowin' free With two eyes like fire brands that glow in the night Somewhere up there he's waitin' for me And he knows that I'm comin' for him, And I just can't rest 'til I find That raven black stallion that wears no man's brand with a wild restless spirit like mine Chorus They call him Caballo Diablo, half horse half devil they say Caballo Diablo, the outlaw up a top the Sierra Madre Two men before tried to take him, they had their chance one by one But each met his fate when those flashin' black hooves brought death 'neath the Mexican sun Still I can't leave, I must find him, You fool of a horse can't you see? I may be half man, but the other half's devil, And you're just exactly like me Chorus Even the breeze has stopped movin' all hush now, be still, Don't make a sound stay close to the ground 'Cuz he's waitin' just over that hill Down wind behind him move quickly, do it fast now, he's startin' to stir Grab a handful of mane, then up on to his back, And start rakin' him down with my spurs But try as he will he can't shake me as over the precipice we go To shed the life blood of a horse and a man on the rocky sierra below Chorus
Chorus Copenhagen it makes me feel so good. Copenhagen the way I know it should. I put a little chew in my mouth, go spittin' and a-slobberin' all around the house, that Copenhagen, it makes me feel so good. 1. I took a chew just the other night- it made me feel so fine. I Grabbed my honey baby and I pinched her ol' behind. She said, "you better spit out that chewin' tobaccer if you wanna kiss me on the big ol' smacker, that Copenhagen, it makes me feel so good. CHORUS 2. I was sittin' in a bar room and I took a little dip-- Drinkin' beer & talkin' but I had no place to spit. So I spit a stream out on the floor, and that bouncer flung me out the door, that Copenhagen, it makes me feel so good. CHORUS Recitation It's a cure all too- it cures fits, warts, freckles, coughs, colds, runny nose. Guaranteed not to rip, run or snag. Makes conception a wonder and child birth a pleasure... That's Copenhagen...