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Bald Butte, Bald Butte, so lofty and so high Carry me to Bald Butte Where the plains wrap 'round the sky You can dig a hole on Bald Butte when I die Henry was born on Bald Butte A paint horse, he did ride Well, he roped him in Alberta Broke him on th...
Well marry me To a loop and a tree What that ol' judge called the first degree And all the folks around town Swore to lay me In the ground They found out I put that poor boy down You see I Did not much care For the way That he'd sit and glare So I cl...
To the town of Agua Fria rode a stranger one fine day Hardly spoke to folks around him, didn't have too much to say No one dared to ask his business, no one dared to make a slip The stranger there among them had a big iron on his hip Big iron on his ...
We're headed for the round-up, goin' to the big stampede Old Dick Cosgrove's ridin' in the lead Hear the rattlin' chuck wagon and the snortin' buckin' broncs Headin' for the Calgary Stampede Gather 'round the old chuck wagon, fix you up some grub Fli...
There's a place where the sun doth shine And the birds keep time with the pines up a-yonder That's the home of my Caroline She's dancing in the sky Oh, how sweet when we meet On the golden streets of the great white valley These old chains around my ...
I might get to thinkin' That I might, could quit drinkin' But then what else is there to do And it's this contemplation That spurs conversation With the ceilin' that I've been talkin' to If I keep my hands workin' It holds off the hurtin' For the wor...
I'm lonesome, but happy Rich, but I'm broke And the good Lord knows the reason I'm just a cowpoke From Cheyenne to Douglas The ranges I know 'Cause I drift with the wind No one cares where I go I ain't got a dime In these ol' worn out jeans So I'll s...
There is a man you'll hear about Most everywhere you go And his holdings are in Texas And his name is Diamond Joe And he carried all of his money In a diamond-studded jar And he never was much bothered By the process of the law And I hired out to Dia...
And I dream in the morning That she brings me water And I dream in the evening That she brings me wine Just a poor man's daughter From Puerto Peñasco South of the border In old Mexico There's a great hot desert South of Mexicali And if you don't got...
This old guitar I've toted far And though she's sometimes outta tune She earns her keep each time she speaks In the dance halls and barrooms There ain't an hour that old Wildwood flower Don't procure a little smile I guess that's how it's always been...
Far across the deep blue water Lives an old German's daughter On the banks of the old river Rhine There I loved her and left her Now, I can't forget her She was my pretty fraulein Fraulein, fraulein look up toward the Heavens Each night when them sta...
Two, three Have you met my friend Henry? Have you met my friend Sam? One's long and lean, one's short and mean Known quite well throughout this land Have you heard my friend Henry? Have you heard my friend Sam? One's low and barks, one's quick and sh...
Mmm, Tom Taylor's colt from Candiac Has made his marks in cowboy tracks Buckin' down the best at Calgary A pet stud colt that liked to buck Changing lots of cowboy luck Snappin' high and hard and wild and free (One, two, three) And we said, "Let's ch...
Well, I'm a honky-tonk nighthawk Trottin' on a hardwood floor Said, I'm a honky-tonk nighthawk Trottin' on a hardwood floor Yeah, when it come last call I'll be the last to haul out the door Give me a Buckskin beer and a pedal steel guitar I like a B...
One month on the road will leave you wonderin' How any man could ever want for more? But three months on the road will leave you stumblin' Fallin' through another hotel door Throwin' houlihans at the Holiday Inn Haven't put boot heel to belly since c...
I ride an old paint, I lead an old Dan And I'm goin' to Montana, for to throw the Houlihan Where they feed in the coulees, and they water in the draw And their tails are all matted, their backs are all raw Ride around them dogies, ride around them sl...
John Beyers blew three holes in my ride He put two in the tires and one in the side Side panel of my 1969 Camaro, and so it's John I must find So I hopped in Pop's pick-up and cranked up the heat Got a clean .22 and some shells in the seat And I lit ...
Well I wish I was in the land of cotton Old times they are not forgotten Look away, look away, look away Dixie Land Oh, musket and cannon have torn his gray coat Don't he look fine and handsome Don't he look at his most For he fought in the foxholes ...
Well the raven is a wicked bird His wings are black as sin And he floats outside my prison window Mocking those within And he sings to me real low It's hell to where you go For you did murder Kate McCannon When I first met TomMcCannon I was working i...
Go ahead, Russel There's an old man in the foothills And if he ain't dead, he's living there still Loved them little cuttin' horses All his life That's a high-dollar habit He don't mind, he's financed it Building songs And losing wives You wont get m...
Ridin' my thumb uptown for to find me a score There's a Manitoba man behind the fillin' station store Man, he's got stuff that leaves every limb singin' for more So I'm ridin' my thumb uptown for to find me a score My good gal stood by me and I know ...
Me and big Dave were just tryin' to stay upright We were chasin' white lines and warpin' our minds last night We were killin' the time, though we sure didn't know it Huntin' down rhymes with a Kentucky poet Me and big Dave were just tryin' to stay al...
Well, I figure I'll buy me a motorcycle Wrap her pretty little frame around a telephone pole Ride her off a mountain like ol' Arlo Figure I'll buy me a motorcycle Well, I figure I'll walk to the liquor store Thunderbird, two bottles, maybe three, may...
Oh say, little dogies, why don't you lay down? You've wandered and trampled all over the ground Lay down, little dogies, lay down I've cross-herded, circle-herded, trail-herded too But to keep you together, that's what I can't do Bunch up, little dog...
Hey mama, when you leave Don't leave a thing behind I don't want nothin' Who can use nothin' Take care onto the hole And if you see my friends Tell 'em I'm fine Not using nothin' Almost burn down my eyes Through my ears down to the floor Didn't see n...
I cut through the Rockies like some unholy blade The icy depths of the Pacific I have bade Forever I wander, forever I stray The rustle of wheat fields starts callin' my name Callin' my name Let me die in the country that I love the most I'm a plain-...
One evening, back home on the prairie Was in the fair month of June I set aside my fool notions of pride And it wasn't a moment to soon There was music, drinkin', and dancin' I had my fill, if I'm being true Smack dab, center fire Stood my own heart'...
Unfit was I for the Scarlett Mounties Dandy-dude-townies, drunkard-down-and-outies But I knowed some boys that I once called family Mounted high in the year of '85 Major Stewart went down, and he left his cows Back in Fort McLeod when the news circle...
Sunshine beating on the good times Moonlight raising from the grave String band playing worn out honkey-tonks Pretty young thing going dancing in the rain High heel lady spitting at the nickajacks Business man with a needle and a spoon Coyote chewing...
Mister ten dollar man Let me tell where you're bound Drink your green liquor Lord, you roll to the ground Well, you come around here With your money in your hand Tasting my woman Well, you die where you stand Well the Snake Mountain blues Got me down...
I'm just standing here Looking out my window Wondering if it's ever gonna rain I'm just standing here Listening to the wind blow Beating on my walls and on my brain And I'm just crying here Crying for my country Somewhere we got lost along the way An...
"Talkin' Prairie Boy" Buddy's old man is back on the booze He's swinging a driver at a big bull moose That keeps getting on the goddamn property Or so he says Cigarettes are expensive and whiskey ain't cheap And winters are bitter, but the summers ar...
The coyote's a survivor, reckon he's got to be He lives in the snow at 40 below, or in Malibu by the sea An' I'm just an old cowpuncher, I love to listen to his tune As I get high on a bottle of rye, the coyote gets drunk on the moon As I get high on...
Well Reverend Reverend please come quick 'Cause I got something to admit I met a man out in the sticks A good old miss He drove a series 10 cadillac And wore cigar on his lip Don't you know the Devil wears a suit and tie I saw him driving down the si...
It's a long way round the Llano Estacado We turned 'em north towards Colorado Crossed the wide Pecos The sun, it did bake us But we're bound to make us a buck Two thousand long-horn cattle Some 18 good men in the saddle We knew of the dangers Me and ...
The trains are gone, the trains are gone Spent like the coal they once rolled on The rails don't hum, the bows don't bump No brake-men yodelin' those rail yard songs Granddad's ranch dried up fast Ol' Johnny Chisum, he's seen to that He's seen to tha...
Sweetly takin' his time Drinkin' on a straight rye Chasin' it with red wine Heavy on his troubled mind Sweetly takin' his time Tryin' to make it all right Thinkin' on a woman Thinkin' on a woman He's tunin' up the CB Can anybody hear me? 'Cause I'm h...
It was a cold and cruel evenin' sneaking up on Speedy Creek I found myself sleepin' in the snow For one or two odd reasons I ain't too proud to repeat For now we'll say I had no place to go It was a rustle and a hummin' Just a haulin' down the street...
Well, it was way high up in the Sierry Petes Where the yellow pines grow tall Rusty Diggs and Sandy Sam Had a round-up camp last fall They had their ponies and their running irons And maybe a dog or two And they 'lowed they'd brand every lop-eared ca...
East of beautiful Alberta North of old Montan' The livings fine, when the springtime's kind To a bovine raisin' man Well, they sort 'em, and stretch 'em, and tail 'em down Like they did in days gone by Good slab fence and common sense Well, there're ...
Wild Bill was born in Illinois on dry and fertile land Pioneer of pistol ears and a dead shot with each hand Claim he was the quickest, there's few who'd ill-agree If you were yet to saw this plainsman draw, still breathe like you and me He led a sta...
Once I was a wild dog On the trail to a kill to feed my existence That's where I first picked up the scent to her Wanted her for my own after the kill The stag was ours Together we brought it down And it was the first blood that we tasted together We...
I met a little girl in Saskatoon She was beaming, bold and beautiful And higher than the moon Before I could profess she left too soon The words she spoke were enough to make me blue She said, I know just what you're wishing Two folks in our conditio...