Herd 1 – Kingwood Kowboy

This Heart Of Mine(Larry W. Jones 08/21/2006) (song#4002)

This heart of mine will never mend
Until I find true love, and then
It will take some time, I know that it’s true
For this heart of mine to get over you

Our love was a song that I thought would never end
But something went wrong that I can’t comprehend
I gave you my heart and my everything
You tore it apart and broke every string

This heart of mine will never mend
Until I find true love, and then
It will take some time, I know that it’s true
For this heart of mine to get over you

I sit here alone with my memories
Thinking of you as free as the breeze
This heart of mine cries but nobody hears
And here in my eyes are nothing but tears

This heart of mine will never mend
Until I find true love, and then
It will take some time, I know that it’s true
For this heart of mine to get over you

Back In Country Texas (Larry W. Jones 09/09/2006) (song#4003)

I still remember the last time
I saw that country Texas sun
Risin’ in its early mornin’ climb
A country Texas day had begun
I still remember the last time
I walked in that warm Summer rain
Wish I was back in country Texas
Back in country Texas once again

Fond memories are tied to that country place
A one room school to guide a freckled face
Carryin’ books for Ruby Ann, it sure was fun
Strollin’ hand in hand in that country Texas sun

Back In country Texas
There’s only this I’ve gotta say
Back In country Texas
I miss that country Texas way
Back In country Texas
Away from all these lonely trials
Back In country Texas
Where country roads run for miles

I still remember that Texas sun goin’ down
Rockin’ on that front porch just outside of town
I still remember a whippoorwill’s lonesome song
Callin’ me back to my country Texas home

Texas Two Step Fever (Larry W. Jones 09/11/2006) (song#4004)

Well, I fed that old time jukebox, another quarter rolled right in
Good as whiskey on the rocks when that record began to spin
I heard that steel guitar as it made a moanin’ sound
And the word was Texas two-step fever comin’ down

Texas two-step fever comin’ down
Like a stereo receiver wakin’ up the town
It’s the best ‘ol country music ever found
Texas two-step fever comin’ down

You’ll get that boot-scootin’ feelin’ and it don’t take long
When you hear the twang of a good ‘ol country song
Just like Hank and Patsy sang when Texas music was so strong
It’s that Texas two-step fever with a Texas two-step song

Texas two-step fever comin’ down
Like a stereo receiver wakin’ up the town
When you go to Texas, take a look around
Texas two-step fever comin’ down

When your heart is lonesome and you don’t know who to call
Don’t bother goin’ to a doctor, just find a good dance hall
Find yourself a partner with some two-step dancin’ shoes
Soon you’ll be departin’ of those low down country blues

Texas two-step fever comin’ down
Like a stereo receiver wakin’ up the town
Here goes that boot-scootin’ shuffle like an old hoe-down
Texas two-step fever comin’ down

Texas two-step fever comin’ down
Like a stereo receiver wakin’ up the town
If you stop in Austin, Dallas, Houston,
Anywhere you’ll hear that sound
Texas two-step fever comin’ down

Cowboy Houston Town (Larry W. Jones 09/12/2006) (song#4005)

Come ride along and let’s go down
To a place I know called Houston town
The biggest show and rodeo around
Is in a place called Houston town

They’ll meet us with a how-dee-do
Along the banks of Buffalo Bayou
If you wanna learn that Texas drawl
Just turn an ear to Hi-dee-ho y’all

They wear cowboy boots and Stetson hats with brims turned down
The cowgirls sure are cute and trim down in cowboy Houston town

Wherever on the range you wander
Wherever strange place you may roam
Houston’s always waitin’ over yonder
That cowboy town always calls me home

They wear cowboy boots and Stetson hats with brims turned down
The cowgirls sure are cute and trim down in cowboy Houston town

The cowgirls sure are cute and trim down in cowboy Houston town

Little Texas Towns (Larry W. Jones 09/14/2006) (song #4006)

In my mind I go back in time to April ’44
When I was just a baby on my Mama’s knee
My Daddy was next of kin to the wayward wind
So, all of us kids my dear Mama had to feed

Little Texas towns
Where jobs were none or far between
Little Texas towns
The war was done and we ate beans
Little Texas towns
In my mind I go back in time to little Texas towns

My Mama did the laundry for other good folks
The cast iron heater in the Winter she kept stoked
My Mama sang sweet songs to hide her bitter woe
And they all rang with love as sure as purest gold

Mama kept looking for a brighter day
Cooking at the stove in her faded gown
I grew up watching her hair turn to grey
Never did see one of her dreams come ’round

Little Texas towns
Where jobs were none or far between
Little Texas towns
The war was done and we ate beans
Little Texas towns
In my mind I go back in time to little Texas towns

But Mama raised us right in those little Texas towns

Heat Index (Larry W. Jones 09/14/2006) (song#4007)

It happens every Summer
When the Texas sun turns hot
It comes on like a drummer
A dream love I’ve no longer got

As the hot Texas days get longer
Sometimes I think I’m gonna die
And as that dream gets stronger
The heat index sure gets high

The heat index is high
On a hot Texas day
But there’s no sun in the sky
No warm love on the way

There’s a sweat I feel begin to start
A heat index like there’s never been
And it’s burning up my broken heart
Like a fire in the burning Texas wind

It happens every Summer
When the Texas sun turns hot
It comes on like a drummer
A dream love I’ve no longer got

And the hot Texas days get longer
Sometimes I think I’m gonna die
And as that dream gets stronger
The heat index sure gets high

Yeah, the heat index sure gets high

Daddy’s Old Steel Guitar (Larry W. Jones 09/15/2006) (song#4008)

In a corner by the back wall
In the middle room down the hall
My Daddy kept his steel guitar for so long
As I grew up as a lanky kid
I dreamed of doing what my Daddy did
And play that steel guitar to his favorite song

Daddy made that steel guitar ring – steel guitar …

When Daddy died I had to cry
But I knew I had to try
To play his old steel guitar that now was mine
So I practiced on it every day
Trying to play it my Daddy’s way
I played his favorite song ten thousand times

Now I make that steel guitar ring – steel guitar …

I wish I still had my Daddy now
So I could show him proudly how
How his old steel guitar sounds the same
So, I’ll just slide this steel along
Play my Daddy’s favorite song
And try to remember how he played again

Now make this steel guitar ring – steel guitar …

Everybody Gets A Broken Heart (Larry W. Jones 09/15/2006) (song#4009)

Everybody gets a broken heart sometimes
And everybody plays the part
Of a fool who’s the victim of love’s crimes
Everybody gets a broken heart

A lonesome tune, alone in June
Wonder why hearts can be so blind
If it isn’t love then what’s the worth of
Putting yourself through the grind
And everybody knows when the heartaches start
Cause everybody gets a broken heart

—instrumental—

Everybody gets a broken heart

For A Minute Or Two (Larry W. Jones 09/15/2006) (song#4010)

My mem’ry control is out of control
Except for a minute or two
Cause that’s the only time that I forget
That I’m still in love with you

Every day I remind myself to say
That I regret the day we met
And for a minute or two
I forget that I’m still in love with you

When I’m about to forget you is when I find
You’re still on my mind
After the sunshine comes and dries the dew
I try to find the peace I knew
And for a minute or two
I forget that I’m still in love with you

Every day I remind myself to say
That I regret the day we met
And for a minute or two
I forget that I’m still in love with you

And for a minute or two
I forget that I’m still in love with you

Where The Lonesome Cowboys Ride (Larry W. Jones 09/15/2006) (song #4011)

Riding where the lonesome cowboys ride
Away from where my dreams have died
Anywhere that I can run and hide
Riding where the lonesome cowboys ride

Now that there’s nothing left to do
I’m saddled up and through with you
This lonesome trail is now my guide
Riding where the lonesome cowboys ride

I’ve gotta keep on riding West
Gotta find a better hunting ground
Some place where hearts can be at rest
And lonesome hearts don’t hang around

I’ve gotta keep on riding now
Out where the sky is big and wide
My dreams are dust anyhow
Riding where the lonesome cowboys ride

Up On A Mountain (Larry W. Jones 09/15/2006) (song#4012)

Up on a mountain overlooking the town
I can see down where the bright lights burn
You’re looking pretty in your wedding gown
And you think it shouldn’t be my concern

Up on a mountain my heart is crying
This could have been our wedding day
Up on a mountain my heart is dying
Why, oh why did I let you slip away

How could you fall for his lines so smooth
How could you go and say, I do
There’s no way that mere words can soothe
My broken heart that cries over you

Up on a mountain my heart is crying
This could have been our wedding day
Up on a mountain my heart is dying
Why, oh why did I let you slip away

An Old Salty Dog (Larry W. Jones 09/15/2006) (song#4013)

Well, I’ve been thinking of buying a boat
A little cabin cruiser that knows how to float
My hopes are sinking in love’s drowning tears
I need a vacation from all of these cares

I could fly away to somewhere remote
But I envy a sleepy turtle on an old log
So, I’ve been thinking of buying a boat
And floating away like an old salty dog

I wanna go where it’s warm, no need for a coat
Forget about love that was lost in the fog
I’ll ride out the storm in my cozy new boat
Just a man lost in time like an old salty dog

Well, big city life is too fast a pace
This cowboy’s heart it can’t console
The past is now just love’s lost race
That boat will do a slow rock and roll

Every time I read those lines she wrote
My heart can feel that harpoon log
So, I’ve been thinking of buying a boat
And floating away like an old salty dog

I wanna go where it’s warm, no need for a coat
Forget about love that was lost in the fog
I’ll ride out the storm in my cozy new boat
Just a man lost in time like an old salty dog

I’ll ride out the storm in my cozy new boat
Just a man lost in time like an old salty dog

Cowboy Joe’s Last Ride (Larry W. Jones 09/15/2006) (song #4014)

Riding out on a west bound trail
Galloping through the night
Cowboy Joe with two bags of mail
Was riding for his life

And the loudness of his fevered call
Rang through the night in vain
He spurred his horse on through the draw
As he wiped away the rain

No warm camp fire would him befriend
No Navajo blanket could he hold
Nothing to face but the howling wind
And the rain that shivered to his soul

When I hear that wind a-blowin’
I see him riding through the fray
Knowing not where he was going
For the trail ended where he lay

Hey, ho—Cowboy Joe (yodel)

(instrumental)

On the Pony Express the rain was falling
As the horse kept galloping with the mail
Brave Cowboy Joe had found his calling
But now Joe lay dying beside the trail

As his pony sped through the darkness
Up the trail of the Great Divide
Nobody knew that Cowboy Joe
Had carried the mail on his last ride

Hey, ho—Cowboy Joe (yodel)

Brazos At Waco (Larry W. Jones 09/16/2001) (song#4015)

Now, there’s the Blackwater Draw in New Mexico
Where the small headwaters of the Brazos are found
The sandy Salt Fork by Lubbock carries the flow
And old Double Mountain sees it come rolling down

I was raised in an old mid-Texas town
A cowboy full of both vigor and vim
The flowing Brazos was where we’d go down
To the high banks of the river to swim

The Brazos River can flood and get mighty wide
By the time the current flows by Waco, my friend
You may find me along the banks of the Rio
I’ll never cross the Brazos at Waco again

(instrumental)

I’ll never cross the Brazos at Waco again
For it was there by the Brazos where I met her
And it was over there that our love would begin
Oh, how her mem’ry still makes my lonely heart stir

It was there in the full Texas moonlight
That her beautiful life drifted away
Now when I see the full Texas moonlight
I know it’s here in west Texas I’ll stay

I reside now on the dry plains of west Texas
I drifted out somehow with the west Texas wind
You may find me along the banks of the Rio
I’ll never cross the Brazos at Waco again

I’ll never cross the Brazos at Waco again

Born To Be The Sailing Kind (Larry W. Jones 09/16/2006) (song#4016)

I was born to be the sailing kind
Drifting away impressed upon my mind
Home port wasn’t where I spent my time
When the front door closed, the back door opened
I was born to be the sailing kind

Somewhere inside me there’s a jail
Though I’m free to sail where I please
The walls seem like they’re made of stone
And someone else has the keys
I can’t get out, so I always sail alone

I was born to be the sailing kind
Drifting away impressed upon my mind
Home port wasn’t where I spent my time
When the front door closed, the back door opened
I was born to be the sailing kind

When the front door closed, the back door opened
I was born to be the sailing kind
I was born to be the sailing kind
I was born to be the sailing kind

Silver Sails (Larry W. Jones 09/16/2006) (song#4017)

Silver sails, billowed on the ocean
Setting sail toward another port out of sight
You’re drifting away, showing no emotion
Silver sails, fading o’er the ocean tonight

Oh, how I begged you not to go
Don’t go aboard at the captain’s chime
But you’ve filled my mind with plenty of woe
I’m here on the dock that you left behind

Silver sails, billowed on the ocean
Setting sail toward another port out of sight
You’re drifting away, showing no emotion
Silver sails, fading o’er the ocean tonight

Just Between Your Heart And Mine (Larry W. Jones 09/16/2006) (song#4018)

Just between your heart and mine
A window is open that we see through
There’s never been a wall so tall
That you and I could never climb

I love you oh, so much, think of you all the time
And I know by your touch that you love me
There’s an open door that has no key
Just between your heart and mine

(instrumental)

Just between your heart and mine
A window is open that we see through
There’s never been a wall so tall
That you and I could never climb

I love you oh, so much, think of you all the time
And I know by your touch that you love me
There’s an open door that has no key
Just between your heart and mine

Tomorrow’s Sorrows (Larry W. Jones 09/16/2006) (song#4019)

I will trade tomorrow’s sorrows
For just one happy yesterday
Why chase a future I can’t face
Without a love that went away

I will trade tomorrow’s sorrows
Heaven smile from up above
A heart in need will surely bleed
Without the one I’m dreaming of

My world is empty as can be
Look what you’ve done to me
I will trade my everything
If you’ll return with anything
That will cause tomorrow’s sorrows
To be gone from me now

I will trade tomorrow’s sorrows
For just one happy yesterday
I can’t see how I can live
Without your love anyhow

I will trade tomorrow’s sorrows
For just one happy yesterday

My Ship Never Stops At Galveston (Larry W. Jones 09/16/2006) (song#4020)

For so long I’ve tried to find a way
To leave this poor old Galveston Bay
On a ship that’s outward bound
Where fresher breezes always blow
And where dreams were meant to grow
But my ship never stops at Galveston

I want to buy a mansion for my love
Somewhere in the southern tropic sun
Tahiti is where I’m dreaming of
But my ship never stops at Galveston

I’ve thought of every way this town to skip
And the only way left is on an outbound ship

Down at the dock you’ll see me crying
When some captain blows that lonesome sound
A beat my heart is known to skip
When a ship, an old tramp freighter comes around
But my ship never stops at Galveston

No, my ship never stops at Galveston

Dirt Road Fever (Larry W. Jones 09/16/2006) (song#4021)

Dirt road fever, a malady I was born with long ago
Dirt road fever, too poor and nothing worth to show

You can tell by the sweat that’s on my forehead
I might as well forget about getting anywhere ahead
These dirt roads are only here to remind me
Ain’t no reason to hurry ’cause I know I’ll be
Dyin’ right here with dirt road fever in my bed

Sometimes I wonder what went wrong
That keeps me singin’ this dirt road song
I sure would like to see some golden shore
Any place from here that I ain’t seen before

Dirt road fever, a malady I was born with long ago
Dirt road fever, too poor and nothing worth to show

This dirt road fever just won’t let me go

Texas Is (Larry W. Jones 09/16/2006) (song#4022)

Texas is, ridin’ tall in the saddle
List’nin’ to coyotes howlin’ at end of day
Texas is, not makin’ any rattle
Just mindin’ your own doggone business come what may

Texas is, livin’ outside the city
And helping all of your neighbors with your own time
Texas is, singin’ like Conway Twitty
Texas is, more than a natural state of mind

(instrumental)

Texas is, workin’ hard for a livin’
Sayin’ M’am to the ladies, and doin’ what’s right
Texas is, not takin’, lots of givin’
And makin’ sure your Stetson hat is cowboy white

Texas is, lookin’ for all the good times
While singin’ good ‘ol country music from your heart
Texas is, tryin’ to make honest dimes
Texas is, where I’ve called my home right from the start

Lazy Brazos Waltz (Larry W. Jones 09/17/2006) (song#4023)

It’s peaceful out this evening
Along the lazy Brazos stream
Riding on the range all alone
I’m lonely but I feel like a king
My pony and I make a team
Where the lazy Brazos flows along

This summer has seen lots of rain
And the purple sage is growin’ tall
There’s nothing that I’d rearrange
This cowboy heard the Brazos call

At night the moon shines bright on the Brazos
As along the banks I roam
And mighty soon I’ll see the light by the Brazos
Of that ranch that I call home

Riding on the range all alone
I’m lonely but I feel like a king
My pony and I make a team
Where the lazy Brazos flows along

There’s nothing that I’d rearrange
Where the lazy Brazos flows along

Valle Vidal (Larry W. Jones 09/17/2006) (song#4024)

Like a lovely Mexican senorita
When the wind blows through her hair
It’s like a dream when I see her
Every time I ride my pony there

Valle Vidal, Valle Vidal
I’ve been away too long from you
But I know you’re always waiting
Under Sangre de Christo skies of blue

In the shadow of Wild Horse Mesa
The Valley of Life calls me again
Just as the Mexican Vermejo
Called the caballeros way back then

Valle Vidal, Valle Vidal
I’ve been away too long from you
But I know you’re always waiting
Under Sangre de Christo skies of blue

Like the wild Utes and Comanches
At the headwaters of the Rio Grande
Like a lovely Mexican senorita’s call
My heart responds to your command

Valle Vidal, Valle Vidal
I’ve been away too long from you
But I know you’re always waiting
Under Sangre de Christo skies of blue

Somewhere Along The Texas Border (Larry W. Jones 09/20/2006) (song#4025)

Tonight my saddlebags are packed
Tomorrow I’ll ride the trail of tracks
That leads south along the Texas border
Maybe tomorrow I’ll see the eyes
Of my true love under Texas skies
Somewhere along the Texas border

But even if I don’t, I won’t be near
The pain and sorrow that I’ve found here
A cowboy needs harmony and order
The Rio Grande runs free and wide
I’ll make that Mexicali Rose my bride
Somewhere along the Texas border

I’ll build her a new adobe house
Up on a high El Paso hill
Somewhere along the Texas border
I’ll buy her a pretty gingham blouse
Her love will all my dreams fulfill
Somewhere along the Texas border

I’ll play my guitar and sing her songs
Kiss her hello and my woes goodbye
Down by the Rio Grande waters
She’ll fill my arms my whole life long
I know we’ll find our paradise
Somewhere along the Texas border

El Paso Waltz (Larry W. Jones 09/21/2006) (song#4026)

If your heart is imparting an ache to be starting
Some romancing and dancing around
Then don’t you be stalling, go get your darling
And drive to the bright lights of El Paso town
You’ll be glad when you do
You can dance ’til you’re blue
So, put on your bolero, wear your sombrero
And your darling you’ll lasso with the El Paso Waltz

Invite all the kinfolks, even the thin blokes
Say, put on your best dancin’ boots
There’s so much to gain, no need to explain
That you’ll dance away pain and blues
That you’ll dance away pain and blues
So, fill up the hall, watch her heart fall
And your darling you’ll lasso with the El Paso Waltz

I met a fine Texas lady, she didn’t seem shady
I mean she was as pretty as she could be
My heart had been sinking but she changed my thinking
So, I asked her to go dancing with me
As I recall, she said it would be such a ball
And my darling I lassoed with the El Paso Waltz

Waltz I Danced With You (Larry W. Jones 09/21/2006) (song#4027)

In every dream dear, starting today
I’ll dream of the waltz I danced with you
And it will seem dear, in every way
The romance that we found is still true

Whenever I’m lonely, which surely I’ll be
Though we whispered goodbye, don’t you see
I’ll think of you only, please think of me too
I’ll dream of the waltz I danced with you

I’ll be here waiting should you return
Love in my heart for you ever will burn
So, if by chance, dreams do come true
I’ll dream of the waltz I danced with you

Whenever I’m lonely, which surely I’ll be
Though we whispered goodbye, don’t you see
I’ll think of you only, please think of me too
I’ll dream of the waltz I danced with you

I’ll be here waiting should you return
Love in my heart for you ever will burn
So, if by chance, dreams do come true
I’ll dream of the waltz I danced with you

Tyler Rose (Larry W. Jones 09/25/2006) (song#4028)

There’s a rose that grows in Tyler Texas
She’s a wild rambling rose that makes me cry
No love child is sweeter than that flower
A Texas rose that goes and makes me sigh

When I see the dew upon the petals
I then remember teardrops and the pain
And when it’s Springtime in Tyler Texas
Oh, how I want to see my rose again

(instrumental)

The time back when we were childhood sweethearts
Keeps coming back to my mind with the pain
Each time I travel through east Texas parts
Tyler rose mem’ries make me go insane

There’s a rose that grows in Tyler Texas
She’s a wild rambling rose that makes me cry
No love child is sweeter than that flower
A Texas rose that goes and makes me sigh

(instrumental)

A rose will bloom only once
Like a lost love it will die
I’m the lonely one who hunts
For a rose who said goodbye

There’s a rose that grows in Tyler Texas
She’s a wild rambling rose that makes me cry
No love child is sweeter than that flower
A Texas rose that goes and makes me sigh

There’s a rose that grows in Tyler Texas
A Texas rose that goes and makes me sigh

Heartaches And Byways (Larry W. Jones 09/30/2006) (song#4029)

Many places I’ve seen, roads in between
Here I am again under neon light
Sitting on this stool, feeling like a fool
Singing songs of love in the dead of night

Some roads I thought were right were mistaken
But for me, there ain’t no turning around
Roads I’ve taken were long and forsaken
Weaving their way into that highway sound

Heartaches and byways, good days and bad days
I’m that lonesome whistle heard in the night
Heading for a show date, slowing on the jake brake
I keep my Silver Eagle going for the lights
It’s heartaches and byways tonight

(instrumental)

Singing songs I’ve sung since the world’s been around
Tomorrow I’ll be where fans sit and stare
And hopefully they will cheer at my sound
When I place a yellow rose in her hair

I’ll tell them about all my wild stories
Places I have been, strangers become friends
Roads of life hold temporary glories
You never know what’s next around the bends

(instrumental)

So, light a candle for me
To let me know you will be
Waiting at the end of my ride

Heartaches and byways, good days and bad days
I’m that lonesome whistle heard in the night
Heading for a show date, slowing on the jake brake
I keep my Silver Eagle going for the lights

Many places I’ve seen, roads in between
It’s heartaches and byways tonight
Many places I’ve seen, roads in between
It’s heartaches and byways tonight
It’s heartaches and byways tonight

Tennessee River (Larry W. Jones 10/04/2006) (song#4030)

My heart is filled with sadness
Ever since she went away to hide
And my dreams are only madness
It seems ’cause she’s not by my side

Tennessee River, flowing free
Take me back to a sunny day
Find a way that she will see
Tennessee River, what her love means to me

My heart is filled with sadness
Ever since she went away to hide
And my dreams are only madness
It seems ’cause she’s not by my side

A man can spend his lifetime tryin’
To get a little love and sympathy
I know there ain’t no use in cryin’
But I know I need her home with me

Tennessee River, flowing free
Take me back to a sunny day
Find a way that she will see
Tennessee River, what her love means to me

Where The Red Oleander Grows (Larry W. Jones 10/05/2006) (song#4031)

Alaska is where the cold snow flies
And the sun don’t shine in the wintertime
I see the look in my love’s eyes
And we’re gonna leave this dirt and grime
And we’re gonna leave this dirt and grime

There’s people we like in Fairbanks town
We’ll miss them, I suppose
But my heart is down in Galveston
Where the red Oleander grows
Where the red Oleander grows

When the Yukon rises with the Springtime flow
You know that we won’t stick around
We’ll be saying goodbyes to the people we know
And we’ll be Galveston bound
My love and I will be Galveston bound

The roots of life are like a strong oak tree
That pulls on your heart within
Stronger than steel, they’ve got a hold on me
Galveston’s calling to me again
Galveston’s calling to me again

There’s people we like in Fairbanks town
We’ll miss them, I suppose
But my heart is down in Galveston
Where the red Oleander grows
Where the red Oleander grows

Little Town Under Big Texas Skies (Larry W. Jones 10/05/2006) (song#4032)

I was strolling along in Corpus Christi sand
Met an old man, brush and easel in his hand
He could make the Gulf of Mexico come alive
So I asked if he could revive something grand
His eyes were aglow as he said, I understand

Paint me a little town under big Texas skies
Make the colors bright so they won’t fade
Paint a little ranch house that I can prize
The one where I wish that she had stayed
Put her in the painting by the front yard fence
So I can be explaining right before her eyes
That living without her ain’t worth two cents
In that little town under big Texas skies

The old painter took another look at me
Opened up a picture book for me to see
That he had painted lots of those scenes before
And he could paint her back into my heart once more

A Bull They Call Cyclone (Larry W. Jones 10/05/2006) (song#4033)

Rolling along I-10 interstate
Headed for San Antone
Makin’ sure that he ain’t late
To ride a bull they call Cyclone
He can’t get over feeling
That this time he’s gonna groan
Gonna take some time for healing
After riding a bull they call Cyclone

He’s been ridin’ this rodeo circuit
With a cowboy’s grit and Texas pride
He knows how much he oughta’ quit
But he won’t admit a dream that died

He’s strapping on the chaps behind the pen
They’re playing taps for rodeo cowboys again
Once more he’ll be looking for eight
When that bull goes cooking outta the gate
There ain’t no time to look back now
The chute whistle already has blown
And he’s getting ready to show ’em how
On the back of a bull they call Cyclone

There ain’t no time to look back now
The chute whistle already has blown
And he’s getting ready to show ’em how
On the back of a bull they call Cyclone

Man From Wild Horse Mesa (Larry W. Jones 10/06/2006) (song#4034)

The man from Wild Horse Mesa
Has an adobe in the town of Questa
That sometimes he calls home
But the man from Wild Horse Mesa
Rides in the rodeo doin’ his best
And like the wind he has to roam

The Sangre de Christo tumbleweeds
Roll through the mesa day and night
The man from Wild Horse Mesa needs
That kind of restless rodeo life

He’s the man from Wild Horse Mesa
New Mexico blood runs in his veins
He’s the man from Wild Horse Mesa
Riding rodeo studs amid the pains

He breaks the horses for the crowd
Nothing breaks the Wild Horse Mesa man
Ride ’em ’til he dies is what he vowed
Cause the rodeo is all he understands

The Sangre de Christo tumbleweeds
Roll through the mesa day and night
The man from Wild Horse Mesa needs
That kind of restless rodeo life

The man from Wild Horse Mesa needs
That kind of restless rodeo life

Outlaw On The Run (Larry W. Jones 10/06/2006) (song#4035)

He breathed the prarie dust on the day that he was born
In the bed of a Conestoga says the tale
He was raised to be a cowboy, his Mama’s favorite son
But he was born to ride the outlaw trail

Robbing banks and stopping trains
Wanted by the law before he turned twenty one
Breathing prarie dust, outlaw in his veins
His thumb would count the notches on his gun

One day there came a stranger
Into the town he rode with his gun
A man of fame, a Texas Ranger
Looking for an outlaw on the run

The noon day sun was hot when they came together
Prarie dust was blowing down the street
They talk about when two fast guns cleared leather
And one man lay dying at the other’s feet

He breathed the prarie dust on the day that he was born
In the bed of a Conestoga says the tale
He was raised to be a cowboy, his Mama’s favorite son
But he was born to ride the outlaw trail

The Texas Ranger saddled up and rode out of town
Leaving the outlaw on the run who made his Mama mourn
He was born to be an outlaw but the Ranger shot him down
And he returned to the very dust of the day that he was born

Pecos River Home (Larry W. Jones 10/06/2006) (song#4036)

The harvest moon is risin’ in west Texas skies tonight
It’s good to know that soon I won’t be alone
Down by the Pecos she makes everything seem right
I’m ridin’ back to my Pecos River home

Where the Pecos winds by Langtry
In west Texas from where I roam
There’s a place that waits for me
That I call my Pecos River home

Ridin’ by King Mountain and down through Castle Gap
My point of view for happiness won’t change
The Pecos River guides me and I don’t need a map
I just need my home on this west Texas range

Where the Pecos winds by Langtry
In west Texas from where I roam
There’s a place that waits for me
That I call my Pecos River home

I’m ridin’ back to my love and my Pecos River home

If The Jukebox Was A Timeclock (Larry W. Jones 10/06/2006) (song#4037)

If the jukebox was a time clock
And the drinks were on the house
If the sidewalk led back to the past
Before these burnt up dreams were doused
Then I’d set that old jukebox
To play a song that would bring an end
And I’d drink to a memory
Of a path I can’t seem to mend

How long can a man keep goin’
Living every day as if the last
I’ve paid off every debt just knowin’
That I can’t pay off my past

I know I’d be flyin’ up on cloud nine
And livin’ on easy street
If there was still time to make her mine
Like a jukebox song so sweet

If the jukebox was a time clock
And the drinks were on the house

Bluebonnets Of Texas (Larry W. Jones 10/07/2006) (song#4038)

Bluebonnets of Texas, now see how they grow
That flower of Texas sure puts on a show
They cover the meadows, and their blue supplies
The color of my darlin’s Texas blue eyes

Wherever I ramble, wherever I roam
I always come back to my Texas home
When I see paintbrushes and bluebonnets too
That’s when I know I’m closer to you

Bluebonnets of Texas, now see how they grow
The flower of Texas sure puts on a show
They cover the meadows, and their blue supplies
The color of my darlin’s Texas blue eyes

We ain’t got much money, we work on a farm
Winters are mild, not hard to keep warm
We need a vacation from milking these cows
But my love thinks here is heaven anyhow

Every springtime when the month of May is due
Bluebonnets of Texas all come into view
Those bluebonnets get me to thinking of
The only darlin’ in Texas with eyes I love

Pretty Texas Cowgirl (Larry W. Jones 10/07/2006) (song#4039)

Once I heard a love song
That wasn’t hard to understand
I heard it on the jukebox
From a country music band

Over the years I’ve travelled
Many a thousand miles
Looking for that perfect girl
Dressed in Texas cowgirl style

I’ve heard it on the airwaves
Seen it written in the sand
Such a love that she gave
Would make a happy man

I never will be happy
Til I find true love, I know
That pretty Texas cowgirl
Down beside the Alamo

I have seen the moon rise
Full and big as it can be
And I’ve looked for blue eyes
That might look back at me

This dream that I’ve been dreaming
Makes a cowboy surely smile
Some day I know she’ll be with me
Dressed in Texas cowgirl style

I’ve heard it on the airwaves
Seen it written in the sand
Such a love that she gave
Would make a happy man

I never will be happy
Til I find true love, I know
That pretty Texas cowgirl
Down beside the Alamo

Texas Blue Eyed Darlin’ (Larry W. Jones 10/07/2006) (song#4040)

She’s a Texas blue eyed darlin’
Every cowboy’s dream come true
And I’m gonna ask that darlin’
To be my blue eyed darlin’ too

There are days when I don’t see her
I wonder who else admires her smiling face
I have to tell her that I truly love her
And to not let someone else take my place

She’s a Texas blue eyed darlin’
Every cowboy’s dream come true
And I’m gonna ask that darlin’
To be my blue eyed darlin’ too

Tonight I’ll see her at the rodeo
And please may her answer be, I pray
That she doesn’t love another
And in my world she’ll want to stay

She’s a Texas blue eyed darlin’
Every cowboy’s dream come true
And I’m gonna ask that darlin’
To be my blue eyed darlin’ too

When Cowboys Danced With Wolves (Larry W. Jones 10/07/2006) (song#4041)

A thousand head of longhorns on the Goodnight-Loving trail
Eight cowboys and the Cookie drivin’ through the rain and hail
Riding the point or pulling drag and the flank men two by two
The only thing they looked forward to was Cookie’s pot of stew

When cowboys danced with wolves
The western stars were above their heads
Facing stampedes of longhorn’s hooves
They wondered if they’d end up dead

When cowboys danced with wolves
They didn’t wear designer jeans
When cowboys danced with wolves
It was tin cup coffee and beans
Gathered around the warm campfire
Tellin’ lies they all understood
On the Goodnight-Loving trail of mire
When cowboys danced with wolves

Wiping the sweat from off their brows
Riding drag behind longhorn cows
Another day full of pain and woe
Heading toward the Colorado snow
A thousand more miles to ride
Up and over the Great Divide
If anyone can make it, a drover can
All the way to cold Cheyenne

When cowboys danced with wolves

Are You Ever Gonna Be Mine (Larry W. Jones 10/08/2006) (song#4042)

Does the sun seem somewhat brighter
Do your cares feel somewhat lighter
Are you ever gonna be mine

Will I be the one you care for
Can’t you see that it’s you I adore
Are you ever gonna be mine

Can I trust you for a little longer
Must I wait for love that’s stronger
Are my dreams in any danger
Don’t like being a lone ranger
Are you ever gonna be mine

Is your heart beating any faster
If it’s not, then it’s disaster
Are you ever gonna be mine

Can I trust you for a little longer
Must I wait for love that’s stronger
Are my dreams in any danger
Don’t like being a lone ranger
Are you ever gonna be mine

Darlin’ are you ever gonna be mine

The Prarie Wind (Larry W. Jones 10/08/2006) (song#4043)

The prarie wind was my best friend
When it brought my love to me
It lingered here part of the year
As if it had heard my lonely plea
We rode along with a western song
Played on the prarie wind

Like a dream by a flowing stream
The days went drifting by
The world we knew was brand new too
Underneath the prarie sky

Then one day I heard you say
That you must go away
I thought the prarie wind was my best friend
But when it called to you that way
I lost my love and my best friend
To the prarie wind

I can’t pretend to comprehend
Why you had to go
I’m so lonely for you only
Cause I still love you so
And now I know what brought this woe
When the lonely nights descend
Once I called him my best friend
The prarie wind
The prarie wind
The prarie wind

Singin’ At The Ryman (Larry W. Jones 10/09/2006) (song#4044)

When I was growing up I dreamed of a pickup truck
And a guitar made for strummin’
I’d drive that truck around to every honky tonk in town
And the crowds would be a-hummin’

When I came of age I dreamed of the Opry stage
No more nickle and dimin’
Big belt buckle with a big ‘ole diamond
So I wrote down country songs as I went along
Words that made for rhymin’

I’ll be singin’ at the Ryman
On that Grand Ole Opry stage
I’ll be singin’ at the Ryman
Songs about my younger days
About pickup trucks and old guitars
With those big ‘ole country stars
Yeah, I’ll be singin’ at the Ryman

No more nickle and dimin’
Big belt buckle with a big ‘ole diamond

I’ll be singin’ at the Ryman Auditorium
Yee Haw!

Blue And Broken (Larry W. Jones 10/11/2006) (song#4045)

Well, there’s a man in the moon
And he sure knows how to shine
But tonight his shine has a bluish hue
I wonder if that man in the moon
Has a heart just like mine
If he does, it’s blue and broken in two

Are you alone up there in heaven
Not another heavenly body in sight
Down here it’s goin’ on eleven
And bein’ alone just don’t seem right

Instrumental:

You’re up there beaming a smiling face
For the whole wide world to see
Guess I’ll go on dreaming just in case
My only love comes back to me

You Ain’t Right For Texas (Larry W. Jones 10/11/2006) (song#4046)

He sauntered up to the bar stool
And placed a boot up on the rail
This cowboy sure did play it cool
As any fool statewide could tell

I tried to hold back my laughin’
But he looked like he understood
So, I asked him where he’d been
Now tell me mister, if you would

What’s wrong is you ain’t right for Texas
Tell me, where’d you come from anyway
What’s wrong is you ain’t right for Texas
Wearin’ jeans and boots and hat that way

Take me, now I was born in Texas
That’s why Tex is home sweet home to me
Raised on beef and corn in Texas
We tip our hat with a great big How-dee

What’s wrong is you ain’t right for Texas
Tell me, where’d you come from anyway
What’s wrong is you ain’t right for Texas
Wearin’ jeans and boots and hat that way

Let me tell you how to dress for Texas
Why are you wearin’ them boots outside your jeans
Cause down here we don’t mess with Texas
Less we’re cookin’ up a mess of turnip greens

So put them cowboy boots inside your pants
And get a big ole trash can buckle too
And if you see any more New York transplants
You can tell them the same as I told you

What’s wrong is you ain’t right for Texas
Tell me, where’d you come from anyway
What’s wrong is you ain’t right for Texas
Wearin’ jeans and boots and hat that way

What’s wrong is you ain’t right for Texas
Wearin’ jeans and boots and hat that way

State Where I Was Raised (Larry W. Jones 10/11/2006) (song#4047)

In the state where I was raised
Beef on the grill is always braized
Life and livin’ is always praised
In the state where I was raised

Wade across Sweetwater Creek
Climb Davis Mountain’s peak
Everything in Texas is unique
In the state where I was raised

In the state where I was raised
Sometimes even I’m amazed
Best songs are country phrased
In the state where I was raised

What I learned in a one room school
Is all summed up in the Golden Rule
Cowboys in Texas ain’t so crazed
In the state where I was raised
The old barn dance on a Friday night
Was full of cowgirls out of sight
My hat was colored cowboy white
In the state where I was raised

In the state where I was raised
Sometimes even I’m amazed
Best songs are country phrased
In the state where I was raised

Some think it’s a rattlesnake and cactus place
But I’ve gotta tell ya that ain’t the case
There ain’t nothing there that I’d replace
In the state where I was raised
In the state where I was raised

Cowgirl Of The Plains (Larry W. Jones 10/12/2006) (song#4048)

My horse is getting old and feeble
And I can’t ride him anymore
I’ve hung my spurs and saddle up to rest
I remember all my younger days
And the ranges I explored
Those old cattle days were all the best

But I feel so satisfied
When there comes the end of day
As I look out at the sunshine or the rain
For the only one I love
Though her hair has turned to gray
Is still the sweetest cowgirl of the plains

I can see the changes at the ranch
Most of the cattle are all gone
Now I don’t hear them lowing for the grain
We used to go to the big barn dance
And listen to the fiddle and dobro
How I wish those memories were real again

The hinges on the gate are rusting
The corral is near to falling down
And the leather is dried up on the reins
Well, I can see the time is coming
When me and my horse won’t be around
To ride and brand the cattle on the range

Rodeo Circuit (Larry W. Jones 10/12/2006) (song#4049)

Well, I dialed the phone from San Antone
I said my plans have all been changed
Chances of winning have all been blown
Since my bones have all been rearranged

The doctor said my femur was pinned
And he said the rodeo I should leave
But I’m a dreamer of the wayward wind
Though dreams are all that I’ll receive

Ridin’ this rodeo circuit is a crime
Don’t pay nothin’ but nickles and dimes
But I’ll ride the rodeo one more time
For a dream that’s only make believe

I called old Cody up in Sheridan
He was one that couldn’t be outdone
Lost his nerve on a bronco ride
Said he quit just to save his hide

Old Cody said things can change with time
And it don’t matter how hard you try
The rodeo circuit is long hard hill to climb
Better know when to quit before you die

Ridin’ this rodeo circuit is a crime
Don’t pay nothin’ but nickles and dimes
But I’ll ride the rodeo one more time
For a dream that’s only make believe

I Love You Sincerely (Larry W. Jones 10/12/2006) (song#4050)

I love you sincerely, please be my bride
Love won’t disappear like outgoing tides
Can’t you see clearly that my love is true
I love you sincerely, please say I do

Just as the ocean runs wild and deep
You have beguiled my dreams when I sleep
Your every word I hold close to my heart
Has it occured that from you I’ll not part

When I’m away do you think of me
Today my heart is sorely in need
I could be happy if you only knew
That my only love is only for you

Just as the ocean runs wild and deep
You have beguiled my dreams when I sleep
Your every word I hold close to my heart
Has it occured that from you I’ll not part

I love you sincerely, please be my bride
Love won’t disappear like outgoing tides
Can’t you see clearly that my love is true
I love you sincerely, please say I do

Highway 59 (Larry W. Jones 10/12/2006) (song#4051)

This rig I’m a-drivin’ is rollin’ mighty fine
Survivin’ this old life on Highway 59
It’s a long way from Laredo to Canada
I’ve seen it all seems like a hundred fifty times

Up Highway 59 to Harris County line
This old Southwest Freeway just has no sex appeal
But I’ll be home when I see that big Eastex sign
Cause that’s where my sweet darlin’s cookin’ up my meal

(instrumental)

Coffee she’ll have ready along with cowboy stew
I’m tired from drivin’ but I’m feelin’ mighty fine
My Texas cowgirl has her kisses ready too
There’s a rodeo up old Highway 59

(instrumental)

This old Peterbilt has rolled up from Laredo
Black top and concrete and the goin’s sometimes slow
But when I hear that top gear whine, I just can’t wait
To unwind where love is fine in the Lone Star state

Coffee she’ll have ready along with cowboy stew
I’m tired from drivin’ but I’m feelin’ mighty fine
My Texas cowgirl has her kisses ready too
There’s a rodeo up old Highway 59

There’s a rodeo up old Highway 59

High Lonesome Trail (Larry W. Jones 10/12/2006) (song#4052)

I’ve always been a trailhand
Never put my roots deep in the ground
It’s the only life I understand
Movin’ cows on to new pasture ground
I know that soon I’ll be leavin’
Tell the folks don’t send me any mail
Even though some might be grievin’
I hear callin’ that High Lonesome trail

That High Lonesome trail
I hear it callin’ out my name
That High Lonesome trail
It’s callin’ out to me again

I left home when I was very young
With a saddlebag and a song
I feel like now the song’s been sung
Sometimes I feel like goin’ home
Maybe some day I’ll find a way
To quit movin’ these cows around
Til then I’ll pay for every stray
On this lonesome trail I’ve found

That High Lonesome trail
I hear it callin’ out my name
That High Lonesome trail
It’s callin’ out to me again

That High Lonesome trail
I hear it callin’ out my name

Hummin’ Along (Larry W. Jones 10/13/2006) (song#4053)

Hummin’ along, as the jukebox plays my song
Hummin’ along, in a honky tonk in San Antone
Fingers tappin’ the bar to the rhythm of my guitar
Soon I’ll be a star, just hummin’ along

The road ain’t easy but the singin’s fun
The jukebox is playin’ my number one
Maybe my next one will be as strong
I’ll listen to the jukebox all night long

Hummin’ along, as the jukebox plays my song
Hummin’ along, in a honky tonk in San Antone
Fingers tappin’ the bar to the rhythm of my guitar
Soon I’ll be a star, just hummin’ along

The road ain’t easy but the singin’s fun
The mode I’m in is not to be outdone
I’m gettin’ ready for the next big show
That gig is gonna pay off big, I know

Hummin’ along, as the jukebox plays my song
Hummin’ along, in a honky tonk in San Antone
Fingers tappin’ the bar to the rhythm of my guitar
Soon I’ll be a star, just hummin’ along

Trail Of Memories (Larry W. Jones 10/13/2006) (song#4054)

When the moon is big and pale
I ride that high and lonesome trail
Oh, trail of memories

Hooves galloping in their stride
Saddlebags filled with dreams inside
Oh, trail of memories
I still hear her sad goodbye
Ridin’ down this trail of tears
Memories that make me cry
After all these lonely years

Oh, trail of memories
This trail is one of pain
A high and lonesome lane
Oh, trail of memories

Galloping through my mind
Memories I thought were left behind
I still hear her sad goodbye
Ridin’ down this trail of tears
Memories that make me cry

Oh, trail of memories
Oh, here I ride that trail again
Oh, I can’t ride away the pain
No matter where on this trail I ride
Memories of you are by my side

Oh, trail of memories
Oh, trail of memories
This high and lonesome trail of memories

Ride The Way The Trail Goes (Larry W. Jones 10/13/2006) (song#4055)

Along the high Sierras
Or down the valleys low
Nature paints the pictures
Of dreams of long ago

Just like the blue skies darlin’
Things were pretty in the past
But dreams are blue now, darlin’
Too bad they couldn’t last

Ride the way the trail goes
Try to forget the tears I’ve cried
There’s no use to supppose
That you’ll be here by my side

This trail has got me wonderin’
Where does it lead from here
Ride the way the trail goes
On over to some new frontier

The thing I remember darlin’
Is the day I first saw you
Love came drifting on the wind
Like a dream out of the blue

Springtime turned to winter
And love drifted off one day
I think I’ll take this trail alone
And ride my lonely blues away

Ride the way the trail goes
Try to forget the tears I’ve cried
There’s no use to supppose
That you’ll be here by my side

Springtime turned to winter
And love drifted off one day
I think I’ll take this trail alone
And ride my lonely blues away

Ride the way the trail goes
Try to forget the tears I’ve cried

Heart Of Folly (Larry W. Jones 10/13/2006) (song#4056)

Heart of folly, why did you make me sad
Heart of folly, you made me feel so bad
And you’re the only one that I can see
Who would let love slip away so easily

I remember words you spoke to me
It takes some time for true love to see
But when she appeared, you disappeared
And I heard no more your wise decree

Heart of folly, why did you make me sad
Heart of folly, you made me feel so bad
And you’re the only one that I can see
Who would let love slip away so easily

Now she’s long gone and I’m alone
I begged her not to go but how could I know
That she used me like a tool, just like a fool
Her love was just a game, and by golly
Heart of folly, you’re to blame

Heart of folly, why did you make me sad
Heart of folly, you made me feel so bad
And you’re the only one that I can see
Who would let love slip away so easily

Heart of folly, you’re to blame

Written On The Wall (Larry W. Jones 10/13/2006) (song#4057)

I see him standing there beside you
But you can’t see my teardrops fall
And now my eyes are open wide to
Words that are written on the wall

Whe a cowboy gets that lonely feeling
His boots are gonna walk the floor
And thoughts will come a-stealing
That you must not love me anymore

I see him standing there beside you
But you can’t see my teardrops fall
And now my eyes are open wide to
Words that are written on the wall

Yesterday we spent our time together
Then you went and left me all alone
So I guess I’ll go although I’d rather
Have you back here where you belong

I see him standing there beside you
But you can’t see my teardrops fall
And now my eyes are open wide to
Words that are written on the wall
Written on the wall
Written on the wall

His Reins (Larry W. Jones 10/13/2006) (song#4058)

On a trail I hadn’t rode before
I went from sea to shining sea
I didn’t know the cowboy code
And so I rode on aimlessly
Drowsy in the saddle I was now
The breeze was fair and warm
Wakened by the wind on my brow
I hadn’t seen the coming storm

I tried to turn my pony on the trail
But the storm was blowing strong
The night was cold with rain and hail
I thought my hope was all but gone
Then I remembered what mama said
When your blue skies turn to gray
Don’t forget to pray and look ahead
And you will surely find the way

Take hold of His reins
You’ll feel no pains
Somewhere down the trail
Your hope won’t fail
Don’t be afraid of the night
There’ll come a new day
Be sure to do what’s right
And you will find the way

My hands and feet were cold as ice
From the trail I had strayed
So then I took my mama’s advice
And in the saddle I stayed
I found the warm valley and vale
My wand’ring days are through
Now if I ever stray from the trail
I’ll listen to her words so true

Down In The Valley (Larry W. Jones 10/13/2006) (song#4059)

As I ride through the valley down below
Aspens turn to gold as far as I can see
Then I remember when love was more than embers
And I wonder if you still remember me

Down in the valley, breezes blowin’ free
Remembering a love that used to be
Down in the valley, ridin’ all alone
Wondering why love has up and flown

I wonder if you wonder about me
Or am I even in your memory
I ride on through the breeze
As it whispers through the Aspen trees
The gold that shines against the blue
Helps me to remember you

Down in the valley, breezes blowin’ free
Remembering a love that used to be
Down in the valley, ridin’ all alone
Wondering why love has up and flown

I ride on through the breeze
As it whispers through the Aspen trees
The gold that shines against the blue
Helps me to remember you

Down in the valley, breezes blowin’ free
Remembering a love that used to be
Down in the valley, ridin’ all alone
Wondering why love has up and flown

Two Steppin’ Strait (Larry W. Jones 10/14/2006) (song#4060)

Last Saturday night, me and the band
Did a show down at the Hotel Grand
The manager said now don’t be loud
Cause they’re a sophisticated crowd
The women all wore flowing dresses
Flowers were showing in their tresses
But me and the band weren’t so sedate
We played ’em the best of old George Strait

We sang a lot of good old Pure Country
Like George did Live From The Astrodome
We showed ’em The Road Less Travelled
Don’t know if that was Right Or Wrong
They traded champagne for somethin’ finer
Like good old beer from the Lone Star state
Soon we had ’em goin’ like a Freightliner
Strait Out Of The Box, by George, they were two-steppin’ Strait

They rolled away that Steinway grand piano
Rolled up that burgandy carpet off the floor
We showed ’em how to tie a Red Bandana
Yelled Honk If You Honky Tonk some more
Those women in their flowing dresses
Became cowgirls Somewhere Down In Texas
They were Livin’ It Up, One Step At A Time
Don’t know if Fort Worth ever Crossed Their Mind

Cody (Larry W. Jones 10/14/2006) (song#4061)

Cody was a roaming cowboy
He knew every trail around
Seems he was bound to destroy
Any friend that he had found
And it’s a long old ride without her by his side

A few years back he left town
Headed for the wild west trail
No one could ever whittle down
Young Cody by gun or nail
And it’s a long old ride without her by his side

But in the chill of the desert night
Cody could only dream of holding her tight

He panned for the gold in California
And thought of her golden hair
The girl that Cody had left behind
Somehow seemed to be always there
And it’s a long old ride without her by his side

Now I know you all want a happy ending
About young Cody and his would be bride
But some fences just aren’t for mending
Especially now that cowboy Cody died

At a little gathering in the valley
The folks laid him in repose
Cody had reached his finale
And a woman nobody knows
Came and laid a final rose
It was a long old ride without her by his side

Cody was a roaming cowboy

Painted Pony (Larry W. Jones 10/14/2006) (song#4062)

There’s a drawing hanging on the wall
I placed it there by design
You gave it to me when we were small
Your ranch was right next to mine

You’d come over when the snow would fall
And you and I would then play
You didn’t know I loved you at all
I will ’til my dying day

(instrumental)

The brand new coloring book we shared
Had colors of the rainbow
You colored a pony and I knew you cared
As we watched the falling snow

I’d ride my painted pony in dreams
Over to your ranch I’d go
I still remember crossing the stream
A kiss on you I’d bestow

(instrumental)

I’d ride my painted pony in dreams
Over to your ranch I’d go
I still remember crossing the stream
A kiss on you I’d bestow

Now that stream has washed my dreams away
Gone like hoofprints in the sands of time
The ranch next door is a field of clay
Your painted pony’s a dream of mine

Old Pards (Larry W. Jones 10/14/2006) (song#4063)

Old Pards
Throwin’ horseshoes by the corral
Watchin’ broncos on the chapparral
Old pards
Sure can’t beat old pards

Old pards
Sharin’ memories of their true loves
Faithful when push comes to shove
Old pards
Never can beat old pards

Old pards
Keepin’ a watch on the western sky
Each one on the other they’ll rely
Old pards
You’ll never beat old pards

Old pards
Before my life is at its very end
I want a friend on which to depend
Old pards
Let me have just one old pard, my friend

Cowboys Like It That Way (Larry W. Jones 10/14/2006) (song#4064)

I’ve written country songs and I’ve been around
To all the honky tonks filled with country sounds
I’ve seen ’em dance to about every country style
But what is it that really makes a cowboy smile

A cowboy likes sad songs about cowgirls’ goodbyes
Those old broken hearted songs with tear filled eyes
A cowboy likes sad songs about the one that got away
That’s why I write sad songs, cowboys like it that way

The honky tonks fill up early at the end of day
They stay late just to hear the songs I write played
They don’t know how I feel inside, cryin’ over you
They just smile and tell me write another one or two

The bartender, he told me, things sure are goin’ well
Then he smiled at me and I think that he could tell
The songs I write are the ones that made the grade
Sad as they are, about cowboys that have paid

Ridin’ Back To San Antone (Larry W. Jones 10/15/2006) (song#4065)

Well, they held a meetin’ down in Central Park
Everyone I was greetin’ was a ventral fin shark

I’m leavin’ today, I’m ridin’ back to San Antone

All these Yankees sure can be a pain
Eatin’ Buffalo Wings and drinkin’ champagne

I’m leavin’ today, I’m ridin’ back to San Antone

Now some say New York livin’ is the spice of life
But the only givin’ I got was a switch blade knife

I’m leavin’ today, I’m ridin’ back to San Antone

One had the muscle and had me on the deck
I had to hustle or my life would-a been-a wreck

I’m leavin’ today, I’m ridin’ back to San Antone

Now here comes Jane down the boardwalk
Jane’s insane but she wants to talk
Hello Jane, how do you do
I’ll make it plain, I’m through with you

Now come on Jane, don’t make me cry
I was hopin’ you came to say goodbye

I’m ready to leave for parts unknown
I’ll never grieve back in San Antone

I’m ridin’ back to San Antone !

Red River Valley Blues (Larry W. Jones 10/15/2006) (song#4066)

I was a young cowboy just in my prime
When I left that Texas – Oklahoma line
I rode away for my good fortune to find
Now all I do is pine for that Red River line

I’ve got the Red River Valley blues
And the only thing I’ve got to say
My saddlebags are packed and I’m ridin’ back
To that Red River Valley far away

I’m gonna stay on that Valley ranch
I’m gonna fish in that little branch
I’ll do right by dear Mom and Pa
After all, that’s the cowboy law

I’ve got the Red River Valley blues
I’ll be ridin’ night and day
Gonna climb those Valley hills, practice cowboy skills
In that Red River Valley far away

I see the ranch house in the dimming light
There’s Ma and Pa with their hair of white
All our hearts will be filled with full delight
A roaming cowboy’s comin’ home tonight

I’ve got the Red River Valley blues
But now I’m back in Texas to stay
I’ve no fortune to lose, just these blues
From this Red River Valley I’ll never more stray

My Texarkana Darling (Larry W. Jones 10/15/2006) (song#4067)

I met her up in Texarkana
Underneath that Texas moon
Not far from Louisiana
Her heart and mine in tune

I tried to see her next morning
Wanted to call her my very own
Now I pine for my Texarkana darling
She went and left me all alone

Oh, moon over Texarkana
Shine over Texas clover with your light
Oh, moon over Texarkana
Where is my Texarkana darling tonight

Beam down upon her my love
Let her know I’ll never go away
I’m waiting for my Texarkana dove
Begging that she’ll return some day

Oh, moon over Texarkana
Shine over Texas clover with your light
Oh, moon over Texarkana
Where is my Texarkana darling tonight

Walkin’ In Hank Williams Shoes (Larry W. Jones 10/15/2006) (song#4068)

There’s never been country music
Like Hank Williams used to play
And I guess that’s why I still pick
Hank’s kind of music to this day

The words that Hank put his pen to
Were about lost love and blues
No wonder the places I’ve been to
Got me walkin’ in Hank Williams shoes

Romance would always play a part
Even though it was a cheatin’ heart
Honky tonk blues and broken dreams
Were infused in his song’s themes

Every time I put Hank’s records on
They seem to give me another clue
As to why it is that I am drawn
To walkin’ in Hank Williams shoes

Now as I travel with my band
I think that somehow I can see
Something about his writing hand
Wrote some of those songs of me

Hank sang about the common man
The way of life that some men choose
And tonight that’s why I understand
I’m walkin’ in Hank Williams shoes

Western Desert Breeze (Larry W. Jones 10/15/2006) (song#4069)

I hear the western desert breeze
It’s blowing through the mesquite trees
Whispers of love from long ago
Dreams that grew as in a garden
Of promises that might have been
Whispers of love I used to know

Mesquite branches, they are swinging
I can hear the breezes singing
Of how the purple sage does grow
I hear the western desert breeze
It’s blowing through the mesquite trees
Whispers of love from long ago

(instrumental)

My life has been filled with good things
Where western desert breezes blow
But I wish there had been gold rings
And vows between a bride and beau

Drifter Of The Plains (Larry W. Jones 10/15/2006) (song#4070)

A 44’s in my holster
I’m on a horse that’s good to ride
Pardon me when he feels the spur
I’m goin’ to ride o’er the Great Divide

Pardner, I have been a rover
Through darkest storms and wind and rain
Well now, you can look me over
I’m just a drifter of the plains

Yeah, I’m a drifter of the plains
Oh, I’m a drifter of the plains
I’m goin’ to ride o’er the Great Divide
I’m just a drifter of the plains

(instrumental)

Now, my Mama’s back in Texas
And my lost love is back there too
Gonna ride o’er the Great Divide
Where I’ll be searchin’ for a dream that’s new

I worked to make that girl my bride
She left me waitin’ at her door
Gonna ride o’er the Great Divide
Cause I ain’t gonna wait for her no more

(instrumental)

Now, every cowboy has his pride
I guess it just runs in his veins
Gonna ride o’er the Great Divide
I’m just a drifter of the plains

Yeah, I’m a drifter of the plains
Oh, I’m a drifter of the plains
I’m goin’ to ride o’er the Great Divide
I’m just a drifter of the plains

Old Wooden Nickle (Larry W. Jones 10/16/2006) (song#4071)

I’m feelin’ like an old wooden nickel
Tossed by the side of the road
I guess I’m just good ‘n pickled
Lost with no new love to hold

I guess nobody sees me cry
Folks won’t even give me the time
Cause they just stroll on by
I feel like I ain’t worth a dime

But I’m an Indian chieftain
And I own a big ‘ol buffalo
This chief’s second to none
With a heart of pure gold

I’d bring fortune to anyone; I could, you see
To anyone who valued an old wooden nickel like me

I guess nobody sees me cry
Folks won’t even give me the time
Cause they just stroll on by
I feel like I ain’t worth a dime

But I’m an Indian chieftain
And I own a big ‘ol buffalo
This chief’s second to none
With a heart of pure gold

Cow Puncher Blues (Larry W. Jones 10/16/2006) (song#4072)

Well, I’m an old cow puncher
I’m punchin’ those longhorn cows all day
I’m an old cow puncher
I’m punchin’ those longhorn cows all day
I got a mean old trail boss
Can’t wait to draw my pay

Well, I punch those longhorns, baby
Til that Texas sun goes down
Yeah, I punch those longhorns, baby
Til that Texas sun goes down
But I’m ridin’ out now honey
Gonna take my sweet baby to town

Well, these old cow puncher blues
Feel like I got ’em all the time
Yeah, these old cow puncher blues
Feel like I got ’em all the time
But I’m gonna see my sweet Texas baby
Get these old cow punchin’ blues off my mind

Raised On Eternal Love (Larry W. Jones 10/17/2006) (song#4073)

With a diamond on a golden band
I placed the ring in her little hand
And told her that my love was true
So, we talked about a wedding day
Then she looked at me that way
And asked if we could make it through
I said my Mama and my Daddy did
And you’re lookin’ at one of their kids

Our family was raised on eternal love
We’re not the quitin’ kind
And in my heart for you is eternal love
Say that you’ll be mine

Well, that was a number of years ago
Now our own son into a man has grown
He went and bought a golden band too
And yesterday he called me on the phone
He asked, Dad do you think I can
See this through under heaven above
I said, son you’ll be a happy man
Cause you were raised on eternal love

You were raised on eternal love
And you’re not the quitin’ kind
In your heart you’ll find eternal love
Your marriage will be just fine
Our family was raised on eternal love
And you’re a part of a family of love

Cowboy Philosophy (Larry W. Jones 10/17/2006) (song#4074)

Well, if you’re lookin’ for a hero
You can ride from here to there
And one thing you’ll find, I know
It’s the badge real cowboys wear

Here’s some cowboy philosophy
Straight from the horse’s mouth
Pardner, you can take it from me
If things seem to be headin’ south
If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. If it’s dead, deep-six it
But if you fall in love with a cowgirl
You must treat her like a precious pearl

That’s cowboy philosophy, the way it’s got to be
The truth is in his song, it’s either right or wrong
That’s cowboy philosophy, the way it’s got to be
If the cattle stampede, then chase ’em
If they’re a contrary breed, just face ’em
And if you get thrown down in the dirt
Get up and dust off your cowboy shirt

That’s cowboy philosophy, the way it’s got to be
The truth is in his song, it’s either right or wrong
That’s cowboy philosophy, the way it’s got to be

Happy Trails Are Here Again (Larry W. Jones 10/17/2006) (song#4075)

Happy trails are here again
Like the ones we rode back when
Happy trails are here again
It’s good to see old pals again

When we rode the trails together
We sang a happy cowboy song
We didn’t worry ’bout the weather
As the cattle we moved along

Happy trails are here again
Like the ones we rode back when
The trails we rode, me and you
Most were happy, a few were blue
But all that mattered when they were through
Was that we were pals through and through

When we rode the trails together
We sang a happy cowboy song
We didn’t worry ’bout the weather
As the cattle we moved along

Happy trails are here again
Like the ones we rode back when
Happy trails are here again
It’s good to see you, old pal, once again

King Of Spades (Larry W. Jones 10/17/2006) (song#4076)

King of spades, King of spades
Now look at the hand you’ve played
My poor pockets are empty
Of any silver or gold I’ve ever made

Hardtack bread for my stomach
And cheap whiskey spins my head
Feel like I’m light’nin’ struck
Maybe I’ll be better when I’m dead

Cheap whiskey and wine
King of spades made you mine
Cheap whiskey and wine
When will I see you one more time

Hardtack bread for my stomach
And cheap whiskey spins my head
Feel like I’m light’nin’ struck
Maybe I’ll be better when I’m dead

King of spades, King of spades
Now look at the hand you’ve played
My poor pockets are empty
Of any silver or gold I’ve ever made

Wild Mesa Ponies (Larry W. Jones 10/17/2006) (song#4077)

Somewhere out on the western range
Just west of the mighty Rio Grande
They tell of a cowboy known for fame
And the wild mesa ponies he’d command

He talked to the ponies that he would ride
Told them not to worry about their hide
Upon the ponies’ backs he would slide
To run with the wind o’re the Great Divide

When thunder rolled in the stormy distance
The wild mesa ponies’ eyes would flame
Running like the wind was their insistence
And upon their back, the cowboy of fame

He talked to the ponies that he would ride
Told them not to worry about their hide
Upon the ponies’ backs he would slide
To run with the wind o’re the Great Divide

Indian Summer (Larry W. Jones 10/17/2006) (song#4078)

If only Indian summer would stay here longer
If only the cold of winter I could suspend
If only old cowboys wouldn’t move so far along
I’d ride with them in Indian summer once again

But the cold of Winter replaces Indian summer
And old cowboys just take it on the chin
Maybe next year when comes the old cowboys
I’ll ride with them in Indian summer once again

For now I’ll just say adios ’til they return
Hold these words close, for cowboys learn
When it’s time to part, loyalty goes along
It won’t depart, for cowboy’s hearts are strong

But the cold of Winter replaces Indian summer
And old cowboys just take it on the chin
Maybe next year when comes the old cowboys
I’ll ride with them in Indian summer once again

Maybe next year when comes the old cowboys
I’ll ride with them in Indian summer once again

For Another You Love (Larry W. Jones 10/18/2006) (song#4079)

When I saw your face darlin’
You couldn’t erase what it said
You looked so happy darlin’
Why’d you go and choose another instead

I see the face of an angel
With a halo from above
And there’s no trace of regret
For another you love

Remember when you said, darlin’
No one could ever take my place
Well, now I wonder darlin’
About that new glow on your face

I see the face of an angel
With a halo from above
And there’s no trace of regret
For another you love

I remember the sparkle I saw in your eyes
When you said we’d be wed in time
Now it’s remarkable how time has told lies
Go ahead and break this heart of mine

I see the face of an angel
With a halo from above
And there’s no trace of regret
For another you love

Ranch House On The Range (Larry W. Jones 10/18/2006) (song#4080)

Where the Colorado’s flowing
And the buffalo treads its shore
Where the purple sage is blooming
There’s nothing that I love more
And there’s nothing I would change
In that ranch house on the range

Oh, I rode the trail up north
Seeking my fortune for to find
I saw money, a ransom’s worth
Growing on trees in my mind
But as sweet Betsy told me
Happiness I would not find
The winter was so cold, you see
A cowboy could freeze in time

So, I’m ridin’ back along that trail
Back to that ranch I love so well
With sweet Betsy I’ll exchange
Promises and words that I’ll avow
I loved her then and love her now
In that ranch house on the range

With sweet Betsy I’ll exchange
Promises and words that I’ll avow
I loved her then and love her now
In that ranch house on the range

Old Lonesome Trail (Larry W. Jones 10/18/2006) (song#4081)

I know a trail that cowboys ride
To drive their worries away
It’s that same old lonesome trail
That I’m ridin’ on today

I used to own a dream or two
But they only brought me tears
A cowboy groans and feels blue
When a love just disappears

Ridin’ down this lonesome trail
Where brokenhearted cowboys ride
Ridin’ down this lonesome trail
Wishin’ she was still here by my side

I used to own a dream or two
But they only brought me tears
A cowboy groans and feels blue
When a love just disappears

Along this trail of broken dreams
The cowboy’s song is of regret
As I ride along this lonesome trail
Maybe I’ll forget
As I ride along this lonesome trail
Maybe I’ll forget

Don’t Try To Rein Me In (Larry W. Jones 10/20/2006) (song#4082)

Listen to the wind blowin’ free across the plains
That’s the way it’s been for cowboys with no chains
And of that lonesome wind, I am next of kin
Don’t try to rein me in

Let my pony set the pace across the wide open space
Where the lonely coyotes cry
On my pony I’ll wander where the air is fresh and rare
Underneath the western sky

I’ll ride across the plains to the majestic mountain range
Where the beauty never seems to change
For I can’t stand the city and places that aren’t pretty
Don’t try to rein me in

Listen to the wind blowin’ free across the plains
That’s the way it’s been for cowboys with no chains

Let my pony set the pace across the wide open space
Where the lonely coyotes cry
On my pony I’ll wander where the air is fresh and rare
Underneath the western sky

I’ll ride across the plains to the majestic mountain range
Where the beauty never seems to change
For I can’t stand the city and places that aren’t pretty
Don’t try to rein me in

Sweet Darlin’ (Larry W. Jones 10/23/2006) (song#4083)

I was a clown, I let you down, sweet darlin’
Words that bring the tears that sting your face
I brought you pain, I’m to blame, sweet darlin’
And I’ve lost a love I know I can’t replace

Now I plead, please sweet darlin’
Can you forgive the things I’m guilty of
My heart is down and in these tears I’ll drown
Sweet darlin’, you’re the only one I love

I brought you pain, I’m to blame, sweet darlin’
And I’ve lost a love I know I can’t replace

Now I plead, please sweet darlin’
Can you forgive the things I’m guilty of
My heart is down and in these tears I’ll drown
Sweet darlin’, you’re the only one I love

Sweet darlin’, you’re the only one I love

Purple Sage Cowboy (Larry W. Jones 10/23/2006) (song#4084)

Texas moon keep shining bright
Up in that Texas sky above
Some day soon that Texas moon just might
Light the trail back to the one you love

Purple sage cowboy
It’s time to close your eyes and dream
The cattle are dry and bedded down
Stars in the sky are spread around
It’s time to close your eyes and dream
Of that home corral and your sweet gal

Purple sage cowboy
Listen to the breeze in cottonwood trees above
Purple sage cowboy
Hear the longhorn cattle as they low
Don’t think about the trail and all its woe
It’s time to dream of that sweet gal you love

Purple sage cowboy
It’s time to dream of that sweet gal you love

Breakin’ Horses With A Broken Heart (Larry W. Jones 10/23/2006) (song#4085)

That cowboy’s broken one too many
And he brags a little too much out loud
He thinks he’s still a cowboy of twenty
And I’ll admit he still wows the crowd
But I can see the clouds that brand him
And I know they don’t understand him

He’s breakin’ horses with a broken heart
Searchin’ for a dream in a two bit rodeo
He won’t admit that he should let her go
He’s a cowboy breakin’ horses with a broken heart

He’s still the center of attention
Every time the rodeo comes around
But I noticed he never mentions
The reason why his tears come down
There’s a cowgirl out there somewhere
That’s in every broken hearted cowboy’s prayer

He’s breakin’ horses with a broken heart
Searchin’ for a dream in a two bit rodeo
He won’t admit that he should let her go
He’s a cowboy breakin’ horses with a broken heart

A lonesome cowboy breakin’ horses with a broken heart

Lost Trail Of Pain (Larry W. Jones 10/23/2006) (song#4086)

There’s a lost trail of pain that leads
Over the plains of the tumbleweeds
And where the wild Colorado flows
I’ve been on that trail too long
But it’s too late for headin’ home
Guess I’ll follow the trail to Mexico

Oh, lost trail of pain, I’m ridin’ you again
Away from where the firewood’s stacked
At that warm ranch house so far back
Why sunshine turns to rain, it’s hard to explain

There’s a lost trail of pain that leads
Over the plains of the tumbleweeds
And where the wild Colorado flows
I’ve burned the bridges that I’ve crossed
Along the ridges where dreams are lost
Guess I’ll follow the trail to Mexico

Oh, lost trail of pain, I’m ridin’ you again
It’s too hard to fight against the stream
I can’t rebuild those bridges
Can’t find the ridges where I lost my dreams

Out On The Old Trail Again (Larry W. Jones 10/24/2006) (song#4087)

Out on the old trail again
Facing the longhorns and the wind
Where the newborn dogies run in the hot west Texas sun
I’m out on the old trail again

Driving the herd once again
Singing cowboy songs with my friends
While the cattle sleep at night and all the world seems right
I’m out on the old trail again

No matter where I go, it’s paradise I know
Out on the old trail again
The lonesome cowboy’s way is my only pay
Out on the old trail again

Out on the old trail again
Facing the longhorns and the wind
Where the newborn dogies run in the hot west Texas sun
I’m out on the old trail again

Driving the herd once again
Singing cowboy songs with my friends
While the cattle sleep at night and all the world seems right
I’m out on the old trail again

No matter where I go, it’s paradise I know
Out on the old trail again
The lonesome cowboy’s way is my only pay
Out on the old trail again

Pony Express (Larry W. Jones 10/24/2006) (song#4088)

Here he comes, California or bust
There he goes, kickin’ up dust
Watch him fly, give you one guess
Wave him bye, bye, bye, the Pony Express

Let him go, ‘cross the mountain stream
Hail or snow, he’s part of the team
Like the wind, that I’ll confess
California bound, he’s the Pony Express

Fast pony rider, you got hills to climb
Pony’s a strider, he’ll be there on time
The way he rides, it’s like finesse
Watch him fly, fly, fly, the Pony Express

Watch him swerve, along the trail
He’s got nerve, and tales to tell
Watch him go, no way to supress
The legend will grow, of the Pony Express

Alone And Lonesome Over You (Larry W. Jones 10/24/2006) (song#4089)

Alone and lonesome, friends are few
Where’s that true love that I once knew
Mem’ries creeping in dreams I’m keeping
I’m so alone and lonesome over you

Do you remember, the way I do
That warm September, just we two
You crossed your heart, dear, we’d never part, dear
I’m so alone and lonesome over you

Alone and lonesome, you left me blue
Why’d you have to go and say adieu
I beg for your return, dear, for you I yearn, dear
I’m so alone and lonesome over you

Do you remember, the way I do
That warm September, just we two
You crossed your heart, dear, we’d never part, dear
I’m so alone and lonesome over you

Alone and lonesome, you left me blue
Why’d you have to go and say adieu
I beg for your return, dear, for you I yearn, dear
I’m so alone and lonesome over you

Rock-Ola Lola (Larry W. Jones 10/24/2006) (song#4090)

There’s an old Rock-Ola in the corner
Playing songs sung for a dying mourner
Sweet Lola’s gone and left me here behind
And I can’t get Rock-Ola Lola off my mind

I keep feeding it quarters, nickles and dimes
I lost count after at least a hundred times
When Lola said goodbye, it was like a crime
And I can’t get Rock-Ola Lola off my mind

Hank just sang about a tear in his beer
I’ll be dang if there ain’t plenty of ’em here
And Lola’s just about to drive me insane
Here I am playing this old Rock-Ola again

There’s an old Rock-Ola in the corner
Playing songs sung for a dying mourner

I keep feeding it quarters, nickles and dimes
I lost count after at least a hundred times
When Lola said goodbye, it was like a crime
And I can’t get Rock-Ola Lola off my mind

My Dreams Will Follow You (Larry W. Jones 10/25/2006) (song#4091)

Take your bonnet, dress your best
Take the stagecoach headin’ west
My dreams will follow you
My dreams will follow you

Try to find a place in Frisco town
You’ll see my face hangin’ round
My dreams will follow you
My dreams will follow you

My dreams will follow you along the trail
You can’t hide behind your silken veil
Wherever you may dwell

So, close the door and latch the handle
You’re still my match and my candle
My dreams will follow you
My dreams will follow you

My dreams will follow you along the trail
You can’t hide behind your silken veil
Wherever you may dwell

When you get to California
If you change your mind
Remember that I’m not the kind
To have an axe to grind

So, close the door and latch the handle
You’re still my match and my candle
My dreams will follow you
My dreams will follow you

Trails Of Yesterday (Larry W. Jones 10/25/2006) (song#4092)

Sometimes when I’m alone all by myself
Mem’ries that I thought were gone
I take down off the shelf
Trails of yesterday call again to me
Trails of yesterday call again to me

Sometimes when I turn on the radio
They play an old cowboy song I used to know
From Jimmy Rodgers or old Hank Snow
Trails of yesterday call again to me
Trails of yesterday call again to me

When I see the Texas moon over purple sage at night
When I smell the honeysuckle on the breeze
It’s then that I remember with delight
Trails of yesterday call again to me
Trails of yesterday call again to me

When I see old cowboys at the county rodeo
They remind me of the way things used to be
When life was simple back so long ago
Trails of yesterday call again to me
Trails of yesterday call again to me

Real Singin’ Cowboys (Larry W. Jones 10/27/2006) (song#4093)

Headin’ south down to Waco
Where the waters of the Brazos flow
Maybe on down to old Houston town
That’s where I’m gonna go
There’s something about the way
Texas still has real cowboys around
I’m going back down there today
To hear that old time cowboy sound

Bring the real singin’ cowboys back
When coal locomotives ran the tracks
Real country music’s fallin’ through the cracks
Bring the real singin’ cowboys back

Bring the real singin’ cowboys back
Back home in Texas is where it’s at
Texas still has cowboy songs like that
Bring the real singin’ cowboys back

New York has the lights and limos
But the music is as cold as eskimos
Goin’ back to hear that cowboy sound
The music’s dear and I’m Texas bound
Real cowboy music just feels right
Hats were white and they spoke polite
Good cowboy music is the real McCoy
It’s the only kind for this Texas boy

Bring the real singin’ cowboys back
When coal locomotives ran the tracks
Real country music’s fallin’ through the cracks
Bring the real singin’ cowboys back

Petals From A Rose (Larry W. Jones 10/28/2006) (song#4094)

I’m sending you the petals from a rose, dear
One at a time to remind you of my broken heart
Your vow of love that I recall has gone, dear
And now I feel the fall of lonely teardrops start

I heard you say that you’d be true, dear
And I said to you that I would do my part
I’m sending you the petals from a rose, dear
One at a time to remind you of my broken heart

I tried every avenue that I could think of
To keep you right here by my side
But the avenue that you strolled down, love
Is not the one where true love can reside

I’m sending you the petals from a rose, dear
One at a time to remind you of my broken heart

How many times I tried to forgive you
With all the words a love song can compose
Now the only things that I can give you
Are the broken petals from a dying rose

I’m sending you the petals from a rose, dear
One at a time to remind you of my broken heart

Over And Done (Larry W. Jones 10/28/2006) (song#4095)

Friends ask me why I’m so downhearted
They ask me if I’ve heard from you
They want to know why it is we parted
I just say that you found someone new

And then I say, It’s not so bad
Tomorrow I’ll go out and have some fun
Tomorrow I’ll not feel so sad
I just say the blues are over and done

The blues came over yesterday morning
And they stayed until last night was done
But I just tell them that I’m not mourning
I just say the blues are over and done

Some of my old friends forsook me
They no longer come around
How happy can an empty book be
When the pages come unbound

And then I say, It’s not so bad
Tomorrow I’ll go out and have some fun
Tomorrow I’ll not feel so sad
I just say the blues are over and done

The blues came over yesterday morning
And they stayed until last night was done
But I just tell them that I’m not mourning
I just say the blues are over and done

First Word In Lonesome (Larry W. Jones 10/28/2006) (song#4096)

The first word in lonesome is lone-ly
That’s what the mockingbird sang to me
Like the tick-tocking of the cuckoo clock
The first word in lonesome is lone-ly me

True love, as they say, is the only real love
But for some it can be a lonely quest, I see
I guess my his’try will start with words hereof
The first word in lonesome is lone-ly me

The first word in lonesome is lone-ly
That’s what the mockingbird sang to me
Like the tick-tocking of the cuckoo clock
The first word in lonesome is lone-ly me

The first word in lonesome is lone-ly
The first word in lonesome is lone-ly me

Many Years Ago (Larry W. Jones 10/28/2006) (song#4097)

Many years ago I told you that I love you
When you placed your little hand in mine
Through the many years you’ve loved me too
You have always been my warm sunshine

Many years ago we built a castle
With walls so strong they never fell apart
Love withstood every kind of hassle
And our life is still a lovely work of art

Many years ago I knew, dear
That life would bring its big and heavy loads
And if it were not for you, dear
I could not have walked life’s bumpy roads

Before you came I used to walk the floor
The flame of love I truly didn’t know
But you came and opened up love’s door
And it’s the same as many years ago

Many years ago I called you sweetheart
And I still call you sweetheart now
When you’re in my arms, the feeling starts
Just like the day we said our vows

Many years ago in the Springtime
I gave to you a sweet bouquet
Loving you has been the sweetest time
Many years ago just like today

Sweet Annie (Larry W. Jones 10/28/2006) (song#4098)

I see sweet Annie in the Summer sunshine
I see my darlin’ in the Aspen leaves of Fall
I see sweet Annie in Winter and Springtime
And her name I hear in every starling’s call

I’ve told the eagle in the pine tree
I’ve told the new-born dogies running ’round
Now I’ve got to tell my sweet Annie
That she’s the sweetest girl I’ve ever found

My dreams will die if she doesn’t say
That she’ll be mine faithfully
I’ve got to ask her this very day
If she’ll be mine eternally

I’ve told the eagle in the pine tree
I’ve told the new-born dogies running ’round
Now I’ve got to tell my sweet Annie
That she’s the sweetest girl I’ve ever found

I see sweet Annie in the Summer sunshine
I see my darlin’ in the Aspen leaves of Fall
I see sweet Annie in Winter and Springtime
And her name I hear in every starling’s call

I’ve told the eagle in the pine tree
I’ve told the new-born dogies running ’round
Now I’ve got to tell my sweet Annie
That she’s the sweetest girl I’ve ever found

Palomino Pal Of Mine (Larry W. Jones 10/28/2006) (song#4099)

Now, there’s a pasture somewhere down the trail
Not too far away
That you and I will come to without fail
One of these fine days
And these reins that I’ve had to place on you
I will soon unwind
And then you’ll run free under skies of blue
Palomino pal of mine

You can go at an easy trot
And maybe walk if you feel lame
No need to give it all you’ve got
No need to have a flyin’ mane

Yes, there’s a pasture under western stars
Not too far away
In a big valley with no corral bars
And it’s there you’ll play
I’ll watch you run o’er hill and over dale
Pal, you’ll do just fine
In that big pasture somewhere down the trail
Palomino pal of mine

(instrumental)

Not too far away, not too far away
We’ll find that green pasture one of these days
You can say hello to your long lost friends
You won’t need a bridle or horseshoe nail
The rest of your well earned days you can spend
In that fine pasture somewhere down the trail

I’ll watch you run o’er hill and over dale
Pal, you’ll do just fine
In that big pasture somewhere down the trail
Palomino pal of mine

Old Pecos Moon (Larry W. Jones 10/29/2006) (song#4100)

For that little western stream I’m pining
Out in west Texas far away
And for that old Pecos moon that’s shining
I’m headin’ back to west Texas today

Old Pecos moon, I’m lonesome
Old Pecos moon, I’m blue
I’m pining for that little stream that’s winding
West Texas, I’m headin’ back to you

Tell the old cowhands that I’m lonesome
To hear their old cowboy tunes
Back to west Texas I’m ridin’ my thumb
Underneath that old Pecos moon

Scarlet Rose (Larry W. Jones 10/29/2006) (song#4101)

As I lie beside the trail so weary
The only reason I have to grieve
I’m thinkin’ of my darlin’ cheery
Knowin’ that forever her I’ll leave

This scarlet rose she gave me
I’ve kept it like a treasured friend
Now this scarlet rose is only
Love’s token as I go to meet my end

This scarlet rose I took from her hand
As I saddled up for this long trail ride
Now I only hope that she’ll understand
Why I won’t be returnin’ to wed my bride

The trail boss said he’d tell my story
And he’d give to her my cowboy’s pay
Just ask her to plant a morning glory
To remember me when I’m gone away

Soon the western sky will be dawning
I’ll be as cold as the sand, I suppose
But here in my hand come the morning
They’ll find a band and a scarlet rose

Aspencade (Larry W. Jones 10/29/2006) (song#4102)

Sunlight through ponderosa pines
Autumn colors on parade
Like the taste of sweetest wines
Is the beauty of Aspencade

As September days unfold
Memories I just can’t evade
Green leaves turned to gold
It’s the beauty of Aspencade

Aspencade is a time of life
When the world forgets its strife
Look and you will surely find
Why life and love are intertwined

People are smiling everywhere
Music for love is always played
It’s the season for all to share
In the beauty of Aspencade

Aspencade is a time of life
When the world forgets its strife
Look and you will surely find
Why life and love are intertwined

Sunlight through ponderosa pines
Autumn colors on parade
Like the taste of sweetest wines
Is the beauty of Aspencade
The beauty of Aspencade

Cowgirl In Blue (Larry W. Jones 10/29/2006) (song#4103)

I went to the barn dance one night
To hear the fiddles and guitars play
And what I saw was quite a sight
Barn dances seem to be that way

There I met a cowgirl in blue
Waltzing with her was such a delight
And before I knew it, I knew
She stole my heart away that night

I still dream of that night when I met her
A sweet cowgirl in blue that I met
That night at the barn dance was a blur
That cowgirl in blue I’ll never forget

Dark blue were the skies, light blue her eyes
Like the blue western skirt that she wore
Oh, cowgirl in blue, say you love me too
So I won’t be blue anymore

There I met a cowgirl in blue
Waltzing with her was such a delight
And before I knew it, I knew
She stole my heart away that night

Dark blue were the skies, light blue her eyes
Like the blue western skirt that she wore
Oh, cowgirl in blue, say you love me too
So I won’t be blue anymore

Million Texas Bluebells (Larry W. Jones 10/30/2006) (song#4104)

I haven’t got a big ponderosa
No big pasture of green grassland
Just a little place near Zaragoza
That I built with my own hands
But I can show you purple sage
On at least a hundred Texas trails
I’ll love you ’til I’m old with age
And give you a million Texas bluebells

I haven’t got a lot of money
To buy fancy clothes and pearls
But I can show you days so sunny
The dewdrops are precious pearls
And I can show you purple sage
On at least a hundred Texas trails
I’ll love you ’til I’m old with age
And give you a million Texas bluebells

A million Texas bluebells gleaming in the sun
Will line the trails we’ll be riding just for fun
And I can sing you songs on my little spread
Out near Zaragoza where we’ll lay our heads

Drover On A Western Trail (Larry W. Jones 10/30/2006) (song#4105)

I am a drover on a western trail
Crossing mountains high and valleys deep
I sing a cowboy song on the western trail
About the cowboy life so free

The western sun is setting in the valley
West of my dreams which seem so near
There’ll be no city sorrow come tomorrow
For I’ll still be ridin’ here

The sunset is brighter than ever
Redder than any I’ve seen
Will I forsake this life, never
I’m livin’ a cowboy’s dream

By the trailside the aspens are shiverin’
Red, yellow and gold in the air
Soon the moon will be rising, deliverin’
Beauty not seen everywhere

The western sun is setting in the valley
West of my dreams which seem so near
There’ll be no city sorrow come tomorrow
For I’ll still be ridin’ here

The sunset is brighter than ever
Redder than any I’ve seen
Will I forsake this life, never
I’m livin’ a cowboy’s dream

Full Moon On The Rise (Larry W. Jones 10/30/2006) (song#4106)

There’s a full moon on the rise
And an emptiness inside
It came as a dark surprise
That you’d never be my bride

You said that we would wed
Under a full moon on the rise
But you have gone and left me
Though I have waited patiently
There’s a full moon on the rise
And an emptiness inside

Should I wait for your return
Will I ever see that blessed day
I know my heart will ever burn
For one who chose to go away

There’s a full moon on the rise
And an emptiness inside
It came as a dark surprise
That you’d never be my bride

You said that we would wed
Under a full moon on the rise
But you have gone and left me
Though I have waited patiently
There’s a full moon on the rise
And an emptiness inside

Hot Guitar (Larry W. Jones 10/30/2006) (song#4107)

I’ll bet there’s thousands with no money
Most drive an old beat up truck or car
And all of them have their dreams
Bout playin’ Nashville with a hot guitar

Yeah, some found their way to Nashville
By following some mis-guiding star
But then, how were they to know
They’d end up right back where they are

But even that didn’t stop the show
They had to play that hot guitar
There was only one place left to go
Back in ‘ole hot Texas
Playin’ Texas honky tonk bars

They’re dreams are still in Nashville
Hung around that mis-guiding star
Now they’re showin’ off their skill
Back in Texas with a hot guitar

There was only one place left to go
Back in ‘ole hot Texas
Playin’ Texas honky tonk bars

They’re dreams are still in Nashville
Hung around that mis-guiding star
Now they’re showin’ off their skill
Back in Texas with a hot guitar

Blue Side Of The Track (Larry W. Jones 10/30/2006) (song#4108)

This old town seems empty and cold
Even the sky has turned to black
All my dreams have been put on hold
My baby’s on a new found track

Every railroad track has two directions
Now, one goes forward, one goes back
She’s on that new disappearin’ section
And I’m walkin’ the blue side of the track

Yeah, I’m walkin’ the blue side of the track
Still tryin’ to figure out what went wrong
Somethin’ tells me I’ll never get her back
When she left, she said I couldn’t come along

Yeah, I’m walkin’ the blue side of the track
Somethin’ tells me I’ll never get her back

That girl was the center of my world
But now my world is filled with pain
My heart on her little finger was twirled
But she didn’t linger for that outbound train

Every railroad track has two directions
Now, one goes forward, one goes back
She’s on that new disappearin’ section
And I’m walkin’ the blue side of the track
I’m walkin’ the blue side of the track

Talk About Texas (Larry W. Jones 10/30/2006) (song#4109)

When you talk about Texas
Don’t forget to mention the flowers
Indian paintbrushes and bluebonnets
Can hold your attention for hours

Up to old Dalhart in the north
Don’t forget cow town Fort Worth
From the shining Gulf of Mexico
The Lone Star state, I love so

When you talk about Texas
Don’t forget to mention the sunshine
From old Louisian’ to El Paso sand
It’s more than just a big state of mind

When you talk about Texas
There’s oil and cattle and cowboy songs
Snakes that rattle where a snake belongs
So, for goodness sakes, come sing along

When you talk about Texas
There’s cowboys, rednecks and Lone Star beer
You can do a Texas two-step any time of year
Oh, forgot to mention a million longhorn steers

When you talk about Texas
You’re talkin’ about my state
Now, I ain’t bragging, I’m just taggin’
That big ‘ole Texas sure is great

When you talk about Texas
You’re talkin’ about my state

Ridin’ Away From The Blues (Larry W. Jones 10/31/2006) (song#4110)

Well, my sorrows are going away
Tomorrow’s gonna be a brand new day
I’m gonna head anywhere I choose
I’m ridin’ away from the blues

I’m not worried anymore
My broken heart is in repair
I’m ridin’ a new trail to explore
I’ll make a new start over there

My fingers I’ve been snappin’
My saddlebags are flappin’
My hat on tight I’m strappin’
I’m ridin’ away from the blues

I gave that silly girl a big adios
Where she’s goin’ nobody knows
Her chilly kind of love I can’t use
I’m ridin’ away from the blues

I’m not worried anymore
My broken heart is in repair
I’m ridin’ a new trail to explore
I’ll make a new start over there

My fingers I’ve been snappin’
My saddlebags are flappin’
My hat on tight I’m strappin’
I’m ridin’ away from the blues

Say Howdy (Larry W. Jones 10/31/2006) (song#4111)

If I sang of yellow cabs and a stock ticker
I’d be singin’ about a New York city slicker
But I sing of one whom a horse and saddle employ
Yep, I sing, of course, about the Texas cowboy

Say howdy to the hard workin’ trail boss
And to the cookie fryin’ bacon in the pan
Howdy to the vaquero’s hot Terlingua sauce
Cowboys all, back when Texas first began
Cowboys all, back when Texas first began

They’ll gather ’round for cowboy breakfast
Lies and jokes and tales they’ll exchange
Then they’ll saddle up, day’s work discuss
And round up all the longhorns on the range

And when it comes to roping and branding
Longhorns and dogies have no understanding
They’re mean and ornery and ain’t no joy
But Texas never raised no ordinary cowboy

Rodeo Cowboy Bum (Larry W. Jones 10/31/2006) (song#4112)

I said I was gonna quit the rodeo
I’m never gonna be a top cowhand
I said I’d do right with a little dough
And buy a ring for her left hand

Becky said OK, we’ll see how it goes
But here we are still eatin’ crumbs
And I’m still ridin’ broncs at the rodeo
I’m nothin’ but a rodeo cowboy bum
And I’m still ridin’ broncs at the rodeo
I’m nothin’ but a rodeo cowboy bum

Some years later on the circuit
I got a call on the motel telephone
Becky said Joe was a good kid
But our little cowboy has left home

It’s sad that he’s like his dad, you know
He said, a rodeo star he’d become
Now he’s out there ridin’ the rodeo
He’s nothin’ but a rodeo cowboy bum
Now he’s out there ridin’ the rodeo
He’s nothin’ but a rodeo cowboy bum

And I’m still ridin’ broncs at the rodeo
I’m nothin’ but a rodeo cowboy bum
And I’m still ridin’ broncs at the rodeo
I’m nothin’ but a rodeo cowboy bum

Rodeo Is The Place To Go (Larry W. Jones 10/31/2006) (song#4113)

Go out there to the county fair, it’s rodeo night tonight
Bull riders claim they got no brain and they might be right
The rodeo clown’s in a barrel that’s round and a little tight
Crowds will roar ’til their throats are sore at the rodeo tonight

Oh, the rodeo is the place to go when you spend your dough
And when you spend your dough the place to go is the rodeo

The cowboys ride on broncs wild eyed and try to hold on tight
They count to eight when they pull the gate and hope that they don’t die
Cowgirls scream for their cowboy dream, givin’ him their eye
And the cowboys grin, take it on the chin at the rodeo tonight

Oh, the rodeo is the place to go when you spend your dough
And when you spend your dough the place to go is the rodeo

Oh, take me where those cowboys ride and cowgirls give a wink
Barbeque, potatoes fried on the side and Lone Star is the drink
Now the final round at the rodeo ground where cowboys hold on tight
They split the purse, some called a hearse at the rodeo tonight

Oh, the rodeo is the place to go when you spend your dough
And when you spend your dough the place to go is the rodeo

Let’s all go and spend our dough at the rodeo tonight! ! ! !
Yee Ha! ! !

Calamity Jane (Larry W. Jones 10/31/2006) (song#4114)

I know a cowgirl with a claim to fame
She can straight shoot a gun without taking aim
There’s no other cowgirl can be for me
You oughta see my Calamity Jane

Oh, ride by my side, Calamity Jane
Ride by my side, Calamity Jane
All I wanna do is ride about ‘n shout about
My Calamity Jane

Now, I’ve been a cowboy all my life
And for me there can only be one wife, Calamity Jane
All I wanna do is ride about ‘n shout about
My Calamity Jane

Oh, ride by my side, Calamity Jane
Ride by my side, Calamity Jane
All I wanna do is ride about ‘n shout about
My Calamity Jane

Now if you’ll bring the gun, I’ll rope and throw
And we’ll go and join the Wild West Show, Calamity Jane
All I wanna do is ride about ‘n shout about
My Calamity Jane

Oh, ride by my side, Calamity Jane
Ride by my side, Calamity Jane
All I wanna do is ride about ‘n shout about
My Calamity Jane
All I wanna do is ride about ‘n shout about
My Calamity Jane

Fort Worth Town (Larry W. Jones 10/31/2006) (song#4115)

Come ride along and don’t you frown
I’m headin’ on down to Fort Worth town
Cowboys there are glad to share
Fort Worth Texas is called cow town

They welcome strangers, short or tall
With a tip of the hat and a big Hi Y’all
I’m headin’ on down to Fort Worth town
Been awhile since I heard a Texas drawl

The steaks are great off the barbeque
That’s how I rate the Lone Star State too

Anywhere I go, one thing I’ll always know
Is that Fort Worth Texas has a lot to give
Cowboys in cow town aren’t just for show
Fort Worth is where this cowboy’s gonna live

The steaks are great off the barbeque
That’s how I rate the Lone Star State too
Come ride along and don’t you frown
I’m headin’ on down to Fort Worth town

I’m headin’ on down to Fort Worth town

Amarillo Slim (Larry W. Jones 10/31/2006) (song#4116)

Purple sage on the canyon rim
Palo Duro is the place I long to be
Folks just call me Amarillo Slim
My Palo Duro darlin’s waitin’ for me

Today I’m gonna put on my sombrero
Carve her name on a big pine tree
Headin’ where Pan Handle winds blow
My Palo Duro darlin’ I’m gonna see

Just a little south of Amarillo
In the land of the armadillo
That’s where I’m makin’ my pillow
Amarillo Slim’s gonna have a jubilee

Longhorn cows I’ve been ropin’
You don’t know how I’ve been hopin’
To head back to where I belong
To my Palo Duro darlin’ and home

Just a little south of Amarillo
In the land of the armadillo
That’s where I’m makin’ my pillow
Amarillo Slim’s gonna have a jubilee

Longhorn cows I’ve been ropin’
You don’t know how I’ve been hopin’
To head back to where I belong
To my Palo Duro darlin’ and home

Goodnight-Loving Trail (Larry W. Jones 11/01/2006) (song#4117)

Ridin’ where the Concho and the Pecos Rivers flow
Keep those longhorns moving, moving, moving slow
Pay no mind to blowin’ rain, pray there ain’t no hail
Movin’ cows along, along the Goodnight-Loving trail

Once these cows are sold, I’m goin’ back to hold
My sweet darlin’ with her smile and hair of gold
Pay no mind to blowin’ rain, pray there ain’t no hail
Movin’ cows along, along the Goodnight-Loving trail

Ridin’ through New Mexico and up to Colorado
Headin’ for Cheyenne, hopin’ that it don’t snow
Pay no mind to blowin’ rain, pray there ain’t no hail
Movin’ cows along, along the Goodnight-Loving trail
Movin’ cows along, along the Goodnight-Loving trail

Heartaches Here Are Blue (Larry W. Jones 11/01/2006) (song#4118)

Heartaches here are blue, a sad tear is too
When I’m feeling lonely, dreaming of you
Where did you ramble, why did you go
Why did I gamble on love that grew cold

I miss you in daytime ’til sun has gone down
Then comes dismay time ’til morning comes ’round
How can I forget you, I wish that I knew
Heartaches here are blue, a sad tear is too

Heartaches here are blue, a sad tear is too
Were you just teasing when you said I do
Now that you’ve left me with no love to find
Heartaches and tears drive me out of my mind

Is it wrong to still love you
When I’m feeling so blue
How much I love you, I wish that you knew
Heartaches here are blue, a sad tear is too

How much I love you, I wish that you knew
Heartaches here are blue, a sad tear is too

Waltzing Your Last Goodbye (Larry W. Jones 11/01/2006) (song#4119)

When I saw you waltzing
I saw a tear fall from your eye
Could it be that you’re waltzing
Waltzing your last goodbye

I saw a tear fall from your eye
Just a little tear that I could see
Could it be that in the next waltz
You’ll be waltzing with me

There must be a reason
For that tear in your eye
I wouldn’t think it treason
To waltz away from that guy

When I saw you waltzing
I saw a tear fall from your eye
Could it be that you’re waltzing
Waltzing your last goodbye

I saw a tear fall from your eye
Just a little tear that I could see
Could it be that in the next waltz
You’ll be waltzing with me

Midnight Zephyr (Larry W. Jones 11/05/2007) (song#4120)

Woo woo, Midnight Zephyr
Keep your big ‘ol wheels rollin’ down the track
Woo woo, Midnight Zephyr
The way I feel, my goal ain’t to be comin’ back

I’ve got a mind to pack and go
Like a forty mule Borax team
I wanna find your stack aglow
Pourin’ out smoke and steam
She ran away with another man
But I ain’t beggin’ on my knees
I’m rollin’ away fast as I can
On that Midnight Zephyr breeze

Woo woo, Midnight Zephyr
Keep your big ‘ol wheels rollin’ down the track
Woo woo, Midnight Zephyr
The way I feel, my goal ain’t to be comin’ back

I’ll be on my way down to Santa Fe
With a whistle stop in San Antone
Don’t look for me neither night or day
When that last trestle finds me gone
She’ll be sorry for not doin’ me right
On a starry night I’ll be on her mind
Like a bird in flight I’ll be out of sight
Listnin’ to that Midnight Zephyr whine

Woo woo, Midnight Zephyr
Keep your big ‘ol wheels rollin’ down the track
Woo woo, Midnight Zephyr
The way I feel, my goal ain’t to be comin’ back
Woo woo, Midnight Zephyr
Woo woo, Midnight Zephyr
Woo woo, Midnight Zephyr

Who Baby Who (Larry W. Jones 11/05/2006) (song#4121)

Tell me who baby, who baby, who baby who
Makes you blue baby, blue baby, blue baby blue
You know he can’t love you the way that I do
Now tell me who baby, who baby, who baby who

Well, don’t you know that I’m in love with you
And I’m beggin’ only that you’ll love me too
But you’re runnin’ ’round with another guy
All you’ve found is how he makes you cry
I can’t stand to see you feelin’ sad and blue
I’m gonna be a man and make you love me too
Forget the honky tonkin’ that he takes you to
Come and get true love that I’ll make for you

Tell me who baby, who baby, who baby who
Makes you blue baby, blue baby, blue baby blue
I can make you happy if you’ll only say “I do”
Now tell me who baby, who baby, who baby who

There’s and old song that I’ve heard sung
Better find a true love while you’re still young
So, pay attention to these words I say
I’ll be lovin’ you from now ’til my dyin’ day
I can’t stand to see you feelin’ sad and blue
I’m gonna be a man and make you love me too
Forget the honky tonkin’ that he takes you to
Come and get true love that I’ll make for you

Tell me who baby, who baby, who baby who
Makes you blue baby, blue baby, blue baby blue
You know he can’t love you the way that I do
Now tell me who baby, who baby, who baby who

Texas Kind Of Love (Larry W. Jones 11/05/2006) (song#4122)

I’ve got a Texas kind of love for you
As big as the sky that’s baby blue
I’ll do most anything you want me to
I’ve got a Texas kind of love for you

It’s no fun bein’ so alone
If we can reach one another
Then we can teach each other
Love that’s right from wrong
So, come on along

I’ve got a Texas kind of love for you
As big as the sky that’s baby blue
I’ll do most anything you want me to
I’ve got a Texas kind of love for you

The One Who Has My Name (Larry W. Jones 11/05/2006) (song#4123)

The one who has my name
Is the one who owns my heart
She’s my life’s only aim
As she’s been from the start

When I look into her eyes
Her eyes of baby blue
Why I love her is no surprise
And my love for her is true

The one who has my name
Has been the only love for me
Since before she became
My sweetheart bride to be

As I look back to life’s start
There’s nothing I would change
For the one who owns my heart
And the one who has my name

Waltz Of The Wind (Larry W. Jones 11/05/2006) (song#4124)

Strummin’ my guitar at the retirement home
Singin’ songs about times that used to be
When I noticed a man was sittin’ all alone
Looking like he was looking right through me

I asked if there was a song he’d like to hear
I’d play and sing any song, great or small
When he looked again, I know I saw a tear
He said there’s a favorite that he did recall

Play me Waltz of the Wind, my friend
Play me Waltz of the Wind once again
And then just let me be
While I waltz again with her memory

That’s the song that she loved the most
Back before I learned how to weep
The song we waltzed to, dancing close
They played it when she went to sleep

Play me Waltz of the Wind, my friend
Play me Waltz of the Wind once again
And then just let me be
While I waltz again with her memory
While I waltz again with her memory

Behind This Pride (Larry W. Jones 11/06/2006) (song#4125)

Life and love can sometimes be a grind
Where two loves who don’t talk abide
There’s too many heartaches to find
Behind this pride where teardrops reside

We make believe that we’re doing well
And nobody knows that love has died
But we grieve on the blue side of the veil
Behind this pride where teardrops reside

We make believe and keep on going
Trying to find a reason for holding on
But this river of tears is overflowing
Over a broken love that’s already gone

Why couldn’t we just be content
Like we were as groom and bride
But we made room for discontent
Behind this pride where teardrops reside

Written In The Sands Of Time (Larry W. Jones 11/06/2006) (song#4126)

Love started in the Garden of Eden
Came down through the family tree
Now I know that true love has even
Found its way down to you and me

It was written in the sands of time
Carved on a sweetheart tree or two
That somehow you would be mine
And my heart would belong to you

Everything about you, I’m aware
Is made of love, I know
You were made with tender care
In the heavens long ago

It was written in the sands of time
Carved on a sweetheart tree or two
That somehow you would be mine
And my heart would belong to you

Everything about you, I’m aware
Is made of love, I know
You were made with tender care
In the heavens long ago

It was written in the sands of time
That somehow you would be mine
It was written in the sands of time
That somehow you would be mine

West Texas Cow (Larry W. Jones 11/06/2006) (song#4127)

My uncle gave me a longhorn cow
Out in west Texas where it’s dry
I wondered if that cow knew how
To give milk that folks would buy

She never was the kind to tame
She sure was a wild one, I’ll avow
I learned to milk ‘er just the same
Should-a seen that west Texas cow

Bessie’s moo sounded smooth as silk
She was the queen of west Texas cows
But I knew she gave the kind of milk
That the dairy board just never allows

I fed her fine and I powdered her nose
But at milking time she’d always bilk
West Texas is dry, that’s why I suppose
That west Texas cow gave powered milk

Clementine (Larry W. Jones 11/06/2006) (song#4128)

Ride with me, Clementine
Just with me, Clementine
I wish the dreams you’re dreaming
Were riding along with mine
Oh, return and ride with me, Clementine

I never knew, Clementine
That we’d be through, Clementine
You’ll never know how I miss you so
Oh, return and turn the tide
Oh, return and ride with me, Clementine

Ride with me, Clementine
Just with me, Clementine
I wish the dreams you’re dreaming
Were riding along with mine
Oh, return and ride with me, Clementine

I wish the dreams you’re dreaming
Were riding along with mine
Oh, return and ride with me, Clementine

Wild Frontier Trail (Larry W. Jones 11/06/2006) (song#4129)

I once was a rich man with ships made to sail
But I had a new plan for the wild frontier trail
I sold all my treasures and cancelled my mail
And I set out to riding on the wild frontier trail

Over the Adirondacks and down the deep vales
I passed by the great lodges on the Indian trails
I crossed the wide Missouri at Kansas City
And across the wheat fields of the flat prarie

On the wild frontier trail
On the wild frontier trail
I’ve been riding forever it seems
On the wild frontier trail

I am acquainted with settlers in the back woods
Like me they have shunned all their worldly goods
I have heard their misfortunes and their good deeds
I have heard their sad songs and sweet melodies

They plowed the good earth by rivers and streams
Buried their loved ones on the trail of their dreams
By sweat, muscle and perseverance they did not fail
To find their new horizons on the wild frontier trail

On the wild frontier trail
On the wild frontier trail
I’ve been riding forever it seems
On the wild frontier trail

When I was a rich man I had ships made to sail
I lived in a mansion and the post brought my mail
Now I’m not a rich man but I’ve rich stories to tell
Of a life that’s been happy on the wild frontier trail

On the wild frontier trail
On the wild frontier trail
I’ve been riding forever it seems
On the wild frontier trail

Longhorns’ Lullaby (Larry W. Jones 11/06/2006) (song#4130)

When the western sun sets over the trail
And the sky turns purple, red and gold
When the longhorns settle down bye and bye
That’s when you’ll hear the sound without fail
The music of the prarie, long ago told
Of the song known as the Longhorns’ Lullaby

The cooling breeze makes the leaves all sway
See the sun setting ‘ore the prarie sky
Yee…….odl…………lo…..dee……….aye
Listen to the Longhorns’ Lullaby

When sunlight is gone from the western sky
And cookie’s campfire shines a last hurrah
The stars in heaven seem to give a sigh
The cowboy pulls out his old harmonica
To play for the cattle his Longhorns’ Lullaby
To play for the cattle his Longhorns’ Lullaby

The cooling breeze makes the leaves all sway
See the sun setting ‘ore the prarie sky
Yee…….odl…………lo…..dee……….aye
Listen to the Longhorns’ Lullaby
Listen to the Longhorns’ Lullaby

Texas Hill Country (Larry W. Jones 11/07/2006) (song#4131)

In Texas hill country, I worked on the rails
The drill that I manned dug a hundred wells
Other places I’ve been, no joy they’d bring
Texas hill country is the place of my dream

And when I die, send me on a bluebird’s wing
Where Texas bluebonnets bloom in the spring

There are fields in my Texas hill country home
That look like heaven on earth after I’ve roamed
Spring comes and bluebonnets paint the ground
Indian paintbrushes are glad to have them around

And when I die, send me on a bluebird’s wing
Where Texas bluebonnets bloom in the spring

New York City and most other places I go
Don’t have the beauty where bluebonnets grow
In Texas hill country I’ve spent most of my time
Texas hill country has been a good friend of mine

And when I die, send me on a bluebird’s wing
Where Texas bluebonnets bloom in the spring
In Texas hill country
Where Texas bluebonnets bloom in the spring

Molly (Larry W. Jones 11/07/2006) (song#4132)

I rode out on the trail, Molly
To watch the sun settin low
I wandered by the stream, Molly
Where we strolled so long ago
The meadows are still green, Molly
Birds still sing in the aspen trees
Just as when I said I loved only you, Molly
And when you said you loved only me

Now you and I’ve grown old, Molly
Our last song of the trail is nearly sung
Let us sing of days of gold, Molly
And ways of love when we were young

Most of our dreams did come true, Molly
Like we hoped that they would be
Just as when I said I loved only you, Molly
And when you said you loved only me
The meadows are still green, Molly
My saddle and spurs are almost hung
Let’s ride out and view the scene, Molly
Like we did when we were young

Now you and I’ve grown old, Molly
Our last song of the trail is nearly sung
Let us sing of days of gold, Molly
And ways of love when we were young

This Summer Love (Larry W. Jones 11/07/2006) (song#4133)

The western sun will warm our kiss
During this summer love of bliss
When the snow is on the mountains
When the bluebird’s no longer here
In each other’s arms, we’ll remember
This summer love we hold so dear

As we ride along the western trail
Our summer vows of love will prevail
When the snow is on the mountains
When the starry summer skies are gone
Gray clouds will bring the rain and gale
But this summer love will carry on

When the snow is on the mountains
When the bluebird’s no longer here
In each other’s arms, we’ll remember
This summer love we hold so dear

Maverick Man (Larry W. Jones 11/09/2006) (song#4134)

I was born in south Texas
Seems like too many years ago
Now, one of life’s affects is
Lookin’ for a new place to go

I’m just a maverick man
My home is somewhere behind
I know where it all began
But I’m just the maverick kind
Every mile of railroad track
Keeps tryin’ to call me back
But I’m just a maverick man

I’ve seen the snow in Colorado
And the Alamo in San Antone
I’ve been down to old Mexico
But nowhere can I call home

I’ve got an old pawn shop guitar
I play it in honky tonk dens
Guess I’ll never be a top star
And I know I’ll pawn it again

Gypsy Earrings (Larry W. Jones 11/12/2006) (song#4135)

Now, come and listen to my yarn
That Gypsies say is oh so true
After all, it can do no harm
And maybe it was meant for you

When your love wears earrings of gold
It is said that she was meant for you
An old love story that is Gypsy told
Earrings of gold means her love is true

By the wagons around the warm Gypsy camp fire
You will see them glowing from the coals
Listen to the whisper of her heart’s desire
It tells of Gypsy love deep within her soul

Now, listen to what I have to tell
Be my true love with your Gypsy spell
For I see in your earrings of gold
The same love that I feel in my soul

By the wagons around the warm Gypsy camp fire
You will see them glowing from the coals
Listen to the whisper of her heart’s desire
It tells of Gypsy love deep within her soul

Now, listen to what I have to tell
Be my true love with your Gypsy spell
For I see in your earrings of gold
The same love that I feel in my soul

Come and listen to the yarn
That gypsies say is oh so true

Just A Honky Tonk Song (Larry W. Jones 11/12/2006) (song#4136)

Now that you’ve gone and made me blue
Look what you’ve gone and made me do
I get in my truck and I drive around
End up in every honky tonk in town
Every jukebox plays something blue
The songs they sing are me and you

Listen to the songs the jukebox plays
I’ve been missing you nights and days
You know I want to be your lovin’ man
But love, I can’t be just a distant fan

Why don’t you love me like you used to do
Instead of just making me sad and blue
Now, look what you’ve gone and made me do
I’m just a honky tonk song that’s true

You know I want to be your lovin’ man
But love, I can’t be just a distant fan

Why don’t you love me like you used to do
Instead of just making me sad and blue
Now, look what you’ve gone and made me do
I’m just a honky tonk song that’s true

Mister Whippoorwill (Larry W. Jones 11/13/2006) (song#4137)

I was ridin’ down the trail
A whippoorwill was singin’
Sounding blue and forlorn
Wondering why the scorn
I thought about his lonely song
And wondered if maybe
Was he singin’ of some other cowboy
Or was it maybe me

Mister whippoorwill, I heard you singin’ a song today
It was a blue song you were singin’
About a love bird who flew away
You’re just like me, mister whippoorwill
My song is of a love who went astray
A lonesome song about a lonely cowboy today

There’s something about a whippoorwill’s song
It’s low and forlorn about things not right
Before he goes to sleep, he sings of the wrong
And he cries for his lost love at night
Mister whippoorwill, sing in your lonesome way
A lonesome song about a lonely cowboy today

Kansas City Starr (Larry W. Jones 11/13/2006) (song#4138)

Kansas City Starr, Kansas City Starr
To a cowboy, sent from heaven you are
I’ll trade my saddle and Texas star for
Kansas City Starr, Kansas City Starr
There ain’t no kitty as pretty by far
As my Kansas City Starr

I drove some Texas longhorns
Up the old Chisholm trail
All the way from Texas
To the Kansas City rails
There I met a showgirl
Singin’ with an old guitar
The billboard said her name was
Kansas City Starr

Who Wants My Dreams (Larry W. Jones 11/13/2006) (song#4139)

Shadows cast from a moon that’s blue
The past must now be forgotten too
Who wants my dreams of things
That once was love so true

I remember laughter of yester-years
Now all that’s after is bitter tears
Who wants my dreams of things
That once was love so true

I reminisce of the way things were
And I still dream my dreams of her
But I don’t like these dreams so blue
Somebody tell me, what am I to do

A ranch that’s small underneath the moon
The purple sage tall was all in bloom
Who wants my dreams of things
That once was love so true

I reminisce of the way things were
And I still dream my dreams of her
But I don’t like these dreams so blue
Somebody tell me, what am I to do

A ranch that’s small underneath the moon
The purple sage tall was all in bloom
Who wants my dreams of things
That once was love so true

Who wants my dreams of things
That once was love so true

Cowboy Little (Larry W. Jones 11/13/2006) (song#4140)

Big ‘ol Texas moon keep shining on
Down on a little cowboy, shine from above
He’ll know that pretty soon
You big ‘ol Texas moon
You’ll shine down on a little cowboy you love

Pale shadows on the trail
Cowboy Little, you’ve had a day of fun
Now it’s time for the nightengale
To sing his song ’cause the day is done
So, close your eyes and let the veil
Of dreams carry you toward tomorrow’s sun

Pale shadows on the trail
Breeze blowin’ through the cottonwood trees
All little Cowboy Littles
Have eaten all their vittles
Now, through the window of the bunkhouse streams
All of Cowboy Little’s dreams

Now, through the window of the bunkhouse streams
All of Cowboy Little’s dreams

Adios Party (Larry W. Jones 11/13/2006) (song#4141)

When I’ve ridden the last trail on my pony
And my hands are as blue as the sea
When the cowboys ride in for my adios party
My last branding will be done, you see

I’ll get flowers from the wives of Jake and Artie
Old cowboys I’ll leave in this world alone
They’ll all come to mourn at my adios party
And adorn me with roses when I’m gone

Don’t be angry when I have to leave you
Sometimes I was as stubborn as a mule
I know they’ll sing a song at my adios party
Ask them to sing one that says I love you

I’ll get flowers from the wives of Jake and Artie
Old cowboys I’ll leave in this world alone
They’ll all come to mourn at my adios party
And adorn me with roses when I’m gone

They’ll all come to mourn at my adios party
And adorn me with roses when I’m gone

Cowboy On A Stand (Larry W. Jones 11/13/2006) (song#4142)

I’ll sing you a western song
Of a silver screen cowboy if you want me to
I’ve been singin’ cowboy songs so long
About Roy and Gene and ‘ol Tom Mix too

You might of seen me on the Opry stage
Or heard me on the radio
But one thing I know has come with age
I’m not a silver screen hero

Cause I’m just a cowboy on a stand
Singin’ songs in a western band
The real heroes are those I see
Sitting in the rows at my feet
A young boy with a crutch so lame
I wonder why he even came
And a mother with babies too
Smothering them with love so true
I’m not a silver screen hero, m’am
I’m just a cowboy on a stand

You might of seen me on the Opry stage
Or heard me on the radio
But one thing I know has come with age
I’m not a silver screen hero

Cause I’m just a cowboy on a stand
Singin’ songs in a western band
The real heroes are those I see
Sitting in the rows at my feet
I’m not a silver screen hero, m’am
I’m just a cowboy on a stand

Badlands (Larry W. Jones 11/13/2006) (song#4143)

I’m riding toward the badlands
I’m already on my way
Soon I’ll be across the Rio Grande
There’s no time to delay
That girl said that she’d wait for me
So, how was I to know
That she’d wed another instead of me
I’m riding toward the badlands
Of Old Mexico

The badlands will be my home
Until my days are done
Through the badlands I will roam
Under the Mexican sun

My sojourn here has been a failure
There’s no use in shedding tears
I’m using my boots and spurs
Riding away from all my fears
That girl said once upon a time
That love, a lonely heart would cure
But her words wern’t worth a dime
My heart is broken, that’s for sure

Somewhere Around The Bend (Larry W. Jones 11/14/2006) (song#4144)

Breeze, hum a cowboy song
Make it happy as I ride along
I don’t know where I’m bound
This trail seems to have no end
But I hear the grass is greener
Somewhere around the bend

I haven’t got a care or worry
Just ridin’ the trail in no hurry
Saddle bags are empty, but I’ll just pretend
That the grass is always greener
Somewhere around the bend

Somewhere around the bend
I’ll see if there’s somebody
Who will say they’ll be my friend
For now I’ll just ride along
Breeze, hum a cowboy song
There’s gonna be a better day
Somewhere around the bend

Somewhere around the bend

Born In Texas Sunshine (Larry W. Jones 11/15/2006) (song#4145)

If you love me, then understand me
Please don’t try to re-brand me
Cause I was born in Texas sunshine
I was born in Texas sunshine
Cowboy boots on my cowboy feet
Ridin’ through the meadows
Wipin’ my brow from Texas heat
I love you and I think you’re great
But don’t try to get me to move to another state
Cause I was born in Texas sunshine

I was born in Texas sunshine
With the sound of guitar strings
A honky tonk night, neon lights
Where Bob Wills is still the King
If you love me, then understand me
Please don’t try to re-brand me
Cause I was born in Texas sunshine

You can’t beat a Texas mornin’
On that you must agree
I was wearin’ a cowboy hat
When my Daddy bounced me on his knee
If you love me, then understand me
Please don’t try to re-brand me
Cause I was born in Texas sunshine

If you love me, then understand me
Please don’t try to re-brand me
Cause I was born in Texas sunshine

Yeah, I was born in Texas sunshine

Stagecoach (Larry W. Jones 11/15/2006) (song#4146)

Well, the station master told me
She’s on that stagecoach and gone
Yeah, the station master told me
She’s on that stagecoach and gone
Now, I know it ain’t my fault
That cowgirl’s gone and done me wrong

Don’t know how it happened
Not sure now who’s to blame
Don’t know how it happened
Not sure now who’s to blame
I’m gonna find me another cowgirl
But I know it just won’t be the same

Well, my mama tried to tell me
Son, don’t be no rodeo bum
But I didn’t listen to mama
Now the day she warned about has come

Well, the station master told me
She’s on that stagecoach and gone
Yeah, the station master told me
She’s on that stagecoach and gone
Now, I know it’s my own fault
I’ve gone and done that cowgirl wrong

Yeah, the station master told me
She’s on that stagecoach and gone

Riding Along The Rio (Larry W. Jones 11/15/2006) (song#4147)

Riding along the Rio, listenin’ to its lullaby
Riding along the Rio, just keeps flowing right on by
That old Rio knows where it’s going
Into the Gulf of Mexico without fail
Don’t fly away, Texas bluebird
While I’m just riding along the trail
Middle of the mornin’ sunshine, just riding slow
That sweet girl said she’d be mine
And that’s all I need to know

She’s my Texas blue sky, my sunny day
Sure makes me feel high when she sighs and looks my way
Riding along the Rio on a sunny Texas day

It’s a good ‘ol Texas mornin’, sunshine everywhere
Riding along the Rio, before long I’ll be there
That cowgirl’s gonna meet me with love in her eye
Riding along the Rio, listenin’ to its lullaby

She’s my Texas blue sky, my sunny day
Sure makes me feel high when she sighs and looks my way
Riding along the Rio on a sunny Texas day

Boot Scootin’ Man (Larry W. Jones 11/15/2006) (song#4148)

Got my Wrangler boot-cut jeans, Buckaroo boots
Loot in my pockets, and a magnitude attitude
Got my Charlie 1-horse Stetson with a bolo around the crown
When we get to boot scootin’ baby, nobody’s gonna slow us down
I’m your boot scootin’ man, keep up with me if you can
I’m your boot scootin’ man, the best since Texas music began

I’m your boot scootin’ man, we’ll dance ’til the closin’, babe
Got my ‘ol six shooter, you’re two-steppin’ with a real boot scooter
Now, dance like a floater, go like a honky tonk locomotor
When we get it all together, then tell me babe, if whether
I’m your boot scootin’ man, keep up with me if you can
I’m your boot scootin’ man, the best since Texas music began

I’m your boot scootin’ man, we’ll dance ’til the closin’, babe
One thing sure is true, since I’ve been boot scootin’ with you
My reputation’s gonna grow, might as well let it show
When we get it all together, then tell me babe, if whether
I’m your boot scootin’ man, keep up with me if you can
I’m your boot scootin’ man, the best since Texas music began

Now, I ain’t braggin’ babe, I’m just Texas made
And that’s a fact. Yee Haw!

Midnight Strider (Larry W. Jones 11/15/2006) (song#4149)

They’ve got me on the run but I’ll keep on ridin’
No time for fun or a place for hidin’
I’m over the hill with a two dollar bill
And they’re never gonna catch this ‘ol outsider
They’ll never catch up with the midnight strider

The only things I own are what I got on
And the outlaw trail is poor provider
I’m over the hill with a two dollar bill
And they’re never gonna catch this ‘ol outsider
They’ll never catch up with the midnight strider

Well, so much for danger and daring
The wind is takin’ on a midnight chill
If I don’t ride, it’s a noose I’m wearing
I’m over the hill with a two dollar bill

Well, so much for danger and daring
The wind is takin’ on a midnight chill
If I don’t ride, it’s a noose I’m wearing
I’m over the hill with a two dollar bill
And they’re never gonna catch this ‘ol outsider
They’ll never catch up with the midnight strider

Born To Be The Wranglin’ Kind (Larry W. Jones 11/15/2006) (song#4150)

Well, I was born to be the wranglin’ kind
Makin’ a livin’ as best a rodeo cowboy can
And when it’s time for movin’ on
You’ll understand why it is I’m gone
I was born to be the wranglin’ kind

Well, my Daddy was a rancher out west Texas way
Worked his life away punchin’ cows and balin’ hay
I was raised to be a cowboy with rangin’ on my mind
I was born to be the wranglin’ kind

Today I’m on my way to old San Antone
Leavin’ Santa Fe and Alamagordo behind
Wonderin’ how long it’ll take to get me thrown
I was born to be the wranglin’ kind

Any Old Cowboy Dream (Larry W. Jones 11/16/2006) (song#4151)

I opened my eyes, opened the shutters
Looked at the corral to see what was the matter
Far, far away, horses were speeding
But the ranch was still sleeping
Any old cowboy dream will do

I put on my duster coat, with drover’s lining
Snowflakes were shining, as the blizzard blew
And in the west, lightning was breaking
An awful noise it was making
Any old cowboy dream will do

A crash of thunder, moments of fright
My duster coat went sailing out of sight
I was chilled to the bone
Standing there alone

Back to my dream’s beginning, it occurred true
That dream now was dimming, as the herd was too
A cowboy’s world and I, a dream creating
Now it’s hesitating
Now, any old cowboy dream will do

A crash of thunder, moments of fright
My duster coat went sailing out of sight
I was chilled to the bone
Standing there alone

Back to my dream’s beginning, it occurred true
That dream now was dimming, as the herd was too
A cowboy’s world and I, a dream creating
Now it’s hesitating
Now, any old cowboy dream will do

Ramshackle Adobe (Larry W. Jones 11/16/2006) (song#4152)

I hear that ramshackle adobe (ramshackle adobe)
In old San Antone (old San Antone)
I hear it calling for me (calling for me)
To return to my San Antone home

There’s two loving eyes (two loving eyes)
I’m longing to see (longing to see)
In that ramshackle adobe (ramshackle adobe)
In old San Antone (old San Antone)

Those two loving eyes (two loving eyes)
Are filled now with tears (filled now with tears)
Now I’m goin’ home (I’m goin’ home)
To that ramshackle adobe in old San Antone

When it’s branding time (branding time)
I’ll be ridin’ back (to that adobe of mine)
And I’m sorry I roamed (sorry I roamed)
From that ramshackle adobe in old San Antone

There’s two loving eyes (two loving eyes)
I’m longing to see (longing to see)
In that ramshackle adobe (ramshackle adobe)
In old San Antone (old San Antone)

Those two loving eyes (two loving eyes)
Are filled now with tears (filled now with tears)
Now I’m goin’ home (I’m goin’ home)
To that ramshackle adobe in old San Antone

King Of Texas Swing (Larry W. Jones 11/16/2006) (song#4153)

There was a boy in Texas talked of still
Who liked to fiddle around
His name was Bob and he had the will
To be the best ever found

When he was seventeen, he jumped a freight train
He just had to leave that Texas farm
Cause he was mighty keen to ride the path to fame
And he would do it with his fiddlin’ arm

He was the fiddlin’ man of the Bob Wills Fiddle Band
Everybody knows he’s the King, King, King
There ain’t another man who in his boots can stand
Bob Wills is still the King of Texas Swing

The Lightcrust Doughboys and the Texas Playboys
And Leon McAuliffe made sweet steel guitar noise
Bob fiddled around and became a Texas favorite son
Nobody sang like Milton Brown and Tommy Duncan done

He was the fiddlin’ man of the Bob Wills Fiddle Band
Everybody knows he’s the King, King, King
There ain’t another man who in his boots can stand
Bob Wills is still the King of Texas Swing

Steel Guitar Rag, Trouble In Mind, San Antonio Rose
Everybody bragged about the kind of music played
And anybody who’s heard Faded Love for sure knows
Bob Wills is the swingin’ King of the Lone Star State

He was the fiddlin’ man of the Bob Wills Fiddle Band
Everybody knows he’s the King, King, King
There ain’t another man who in his boots can stand
Bob Wills is still the King of Texas Swing

There ain’t another man who in his boots can stand
Bob Wills is still the King of Texas Swing

Ashes (Larry W. Jones 11/17/2006) (song#4154)

Bluebirds are falling to the ground
Dark clouds are gathering all around
I’ve lost every good thing I’ve found
Ashes mean that something was burned

Now, love is a precious thing to gain
But if love don’t last it brings pain
Sparks can be put out by the rain
Ashes mean that something was burned

Why she left I guess I’ll never know
She just said that she had to go
Smoke don’t rise from a fire gone cold
Ashes mean that something was burned

Now, love is a precious thing to gain
But if love don’t last it brings pain
Sparks can be put out by the rain
Ashes mean that something was burned

Every love has an up and a down
I’m down in tears so far I’ll drown
My love has up and left this town
Ashes mean that something was burned

There’s one thing I have surely learned
Ashes mean that something was burned
Ashes mean that something was burned

Cowboy Ways (Larry W. Jones 11/17/2006) (song#4155)

I’m a cowboy’s son with cowboy ways
I ranched with my Daddy in younger days
I rode all the trails with saddle ablaze
And I’ll pass to my son my cowboy ways

The ranch is my living, the prarie my home
I’ve been to crowded cities and felt so alone
I saw the bright lights, knew I didn’t belong
For no sight could outdo my cowboy home

I’ll admit the livin’s tough in cowboy ways
And all the givin’ is rough for such little pay
But I’d never trade it, not for a single day
There’s no way I’d ever give up cowboy ways

I’m a cowboy’s son with cowboy ways
I ranched with my Daddy in younger days
I rode all the trails with saddle ablaze
And I’ll pass to my son my cowboy ways

Silence Of Hooves (Larry W. Jones 11/17/2006) (song#4156)

The chieftan looked across the sacred ground
Looked the wide open prarie up and down
But the buffalo nowhere could be found
The silence of hooves made a heavy sound
The silence of hooves made a heavy sound

Now, there’s a big change in the wind, I know
And what’s here today must tomorrow go
Oh, why must the innocent have to know
And ask, where did all the buffalo go

(instrumental)

The chieftan looked outside his teepee door
And thought of all the happy times before
He looked into the sky and winding stream
A tear fell from his eye that used to gleam
And now we ask, where is the chieftan’s dream

Now, there’s a big change in the wind, I know
And what’s here today must tomorrow go
Oh, why must the innocent have to know
And ask, where did all the buffalo go

(instrumental)

Years ago there was a bounteous land
Tilled and cared for by working hands of man
Will such lovely times ever come again
Or will the same old rhyme be sung by then

Now, there’s a big change in the wind, I know
And what’s here today must tomorrow go
Oh, why must the innocent have to know
And ask, where did all the buffalo go

Lost On The Trail (Larry W. Jones 11/17/2006) (song#4157)

Darlin’, your pony’s lost on the trail
I’ve waited at the cabin but in vain I can tell
Longing for you, longing for you
To come back through the veil

Darlin’, it’s not you I blame
I’ve walked by the stream all swollen with rain
Hoping to hear, hoping to hear
You whis’pring my name

Fire in the sunset
The smoke of love burns
I’ll let the cabin lamp burn yet
Should you return

How long has the time been
That I’ve stood in the doorway
Hoping to see, hoping to see
You returning to me

Fire in the sunset
The smoke of love burns
I’ll let the cabin lamp burn yet
Should you return

Darlin’, your pony’s lost on the trail
I’ve waited at the cabin but in vain I can tell
Longing for you, longing for you
To come back through the veil
Darlin’, your pony’s lost on the trail
Your pony’s lost on the trail

South Out Of Kansas (Larry W. Jones 11/17/2006) (song#4158)

Well, I’m ridin’ south out of Kansas
Ridin’ down that old Chisholm trail again
Yeah, I’m ridin’ south out of Kansas
Across that old Red River Valley stream

I rode drag behind a herd of longhorns
Looking for a distant future and a dream
How I missed that state where I was born
And that cowgirl whose my Texas queen

Well, I’m ridin’ south out of Kansas
Ridin’ down that old Chisholm trail again
Yeah, I’m ridin’ south out of Kansas
Across that old Red River Valley stream

I got this guitar off a cowboy
Who died along the trail
I’ve been playing this here guitar
Really tried to make it wail
When I cross that old Red River
I’ll be closer to my darlin’s door
I’m gonna marry that girl and never
Never gonna ride drag no more

Well, I’m ridin’ south out of Kansas
Ridin’ down that old Chisholm trail again
Yeah, I’m ridin’ south out of Kansas
Across that old Red River Valley stream

Coal Black Train (Larry W. Jones 11/18/2006) (song#4159)

Coal black train
Don’t let me hear your whistle blowin’
Cause I’m not goin’ be riding you again
Coal black train
I’ve already been everywhere you’re goin’
Not many miles of track I haven’t seen

Coal black train
Every time you come rollin’ by so fast
I wonder if it’s you or me who’s gonna last
Coal black train
Your rusty ‘ol wheels are scrapin’ the track
Sometimes I wonder if you’re comin’ back

Coal black train
I’ve done grown weary after so many miles
I’ll miss your smoke in these eyes of mine
Every time I see you, can’t help but smile
When I see you highballing down the line

Coal black train
Every time you come rollin’ by so fast
I wonder if it’s you or me who’s gonna last

Coal black train
I’ve done grown weary after so many miles
I’ll miss your smoke in these eyes of mine
Every time I see you, can’t help but smile
When I see you highballing down the line

Coal black train
Coal black train
Coal black train

Bonnie Marie (Larry W. Jones 11/18/2006) (song#4160)

Tonight while the cattle are lowing
In the saddle I feel that I still see
Along the stream slowly flowing
Me walking with sweet Bonnie Marie

Bonnie Marie, sweet Bonnie Marie
For you only, my lonely heart sighs
I remember your lovely blue eyes
How I miss you, my Bonnie Marie

Your love you pledged to another
I knew as I crossed the Great Divide
That my dream of having you died
But I can’t hide my love for you
My sweet Bonnie Marie

Bonnie Marie, sweet Bonnie Marie
For you only, my lonely heart sighs
I remember your lovely blue eyes
How I miss you, my Bonnie Marie

How I miss you, my Bonnie Marie

Bitterroot Bonnie (Larry W. Jones 11/20/2006) (song#4161)

Out on the Bitterroot, she rode the trails above the town
The sound of the hoot owl’s hoot was the only sound around
Searching for her cowboy to kiss her tears away
Nothing could destroy her dreams of yesterday

Bitterroot Bonnie they named her
Riding in the sun
For her cowboy, Bonnie yearned
Bitterroot Bonnie they named her
Riding in the sun
Waiting for her cowboy to return

They said he was a wrangler who roamed from town to town
Some said he was a danger who only brought her down
But he was just a cowboy who faded in the mist
And Bitterroot Bonnie dreamed of the cowboy she had kissed

Bitterroot Bonnie they named her
Riding in the sun
For her cowboy, Bonnie yearned
Bitterroot Bonnie they named her
Riding in the sun
Waiting for her cowboy to return

Now the trails above the town she no longer rides
Dreams no longer follow her around
Now yonder rides a cowboy looking for his bride
His tears are falling to the ground
Bitterroot Bonnie has faded in the mist
No longer dreaming of her cowboy’s kiss

Bitterroot Bonnie they named her
Riding in the sun
For her cowboy, Bonnie yearned
Bitterroot Bonnie they named her
Riding in the sun
Waiting for her cowboy to return

Wild Mountain Rose (Larry W. Jones 11/21/2006) (song#4162)

A wild mountain rose
Is found where the sun breaks through
A wild mountain rose
If found alone sometimes makes her blue

A rose can only grow in the bright daylight
It’s just an artificial glow under neon light

But you are a rose, a wild mountain rose
Trying hard to grow where there is no light

Let me be the one to show you true love
Our love can be one that grows and grows
I’ll show you the sun that shines from above
If you’ll just be my wild mountain rose

A rose can only grow in the bright daylight
It’s just an artificial glow under neon light

Let me be the one to show you true love
Our love can be one that grows and grows
I’ll show you the sun that shines from above
If you’ll just be my wild mountain rose

Ain’t Gonna ride That Goodnight Trail (Larry W. Jones 11/21/2006) (song#4163)

I’d rather be in Texas with cactus and rattlesnakes
Than to be in Montana’s cold for goodness sakes

Ain’t gonna ride that Goodnight trail
Ain’t gonna ride that Goodnight trail
Ain’t gonna ride that Goodnight trail
Ain’t gonna ride that Goodnight trail no more

I drove longhorns up to Cheyenne
On that Goodnight-Loving trail
Next thing I knew the snow began
And man, I nearly froze my tail

Charlie, trail boss Charlie, why didn’t you tell me so
You double crossed me with all that Montana snow

El Paso is a warmer place, San Antonio sure is too
Ridin’ back at a steady pace, find me a cowgirl true

I’m goin’ to build a ranch house in a pretty valley low
When my Bonnie cowgirl rides, I’ll see her tresses flow

My horse died one cold Tuesday night
Wednesday I was at the railroad siding
No horse on Thursday was my plight
So, Friday on a longhorn I was riding

A thousand miles south I rode alone
And I married that San Antonio belle
From now on Texas will be my home
Ain’t gonna ride that Goodnight trail no more

High Lonesome Kid (Larry W. Jones 11/21/2006) (song#4164)

When a cowgirl’s feeling blue
She cries out her insides
When a cowgirl’s feeling blue
She cries out her insides
But when a cowboy’s feeling blue
He saddles a pony and rides

Now when I see that high lonesome trail
Yeah, when I see that high lonesome trail
I wish I was ridin’ home again across that Great Divide

This high lonesome trail is as blue as night is black
This high lonesome trail is as blue as night is black
No wonder I’m so doggone blue and sad

I’ve got the high lonesome trail blues so bad
I’ve got the high lonesome trail blues so bad
I wonder if I’m ever gonna get back

I’m tired of ridin’ from town to town
I’m tired of ridin’ from town to town
Ain’t no good work here I’ve found

Don’t know why that woman did me like she did
Don’t know why that woman did me like she did
How long am I gonna be this high lonesome kid

How long am I gonna be this high lonesome kid

Down Along The Rio Grande (Larry W. Jones 11/22/2006) (song#4165)

Down along the Rio Grande
South of the border music there was playing
Down along the Rio Grande
Mexican skirts and palm trees were swaying
A lovely senorita told me that she loved me
Underneath the Mexican stars high above me
So I told her that I would be staying

Down along the Rio Grande
She and I would be strolling hand in hand
She would be my girl, I would be her man
Down along the Rio Grande

Now in my ears I seem to hear those border sounds
But there’s been too few ups and too many downs
How I wish once more I could see glancing
The eyes of that girl when we were dancing
Down along the Rio Grande
I guess it’s only in dreams where I’ll see
That place along the river where I long to be

Down along the Rio Grande
She and I would be strolling hand in hand
She would be my girl, I would be her man
Down along the Rio Grande

Mudcat John (Larry W. Jones 11/22/2006) (song#4166)

Mama said stay away from the river
And don’t go fishin’ with Mudcat John
That ‘ol black man’s hair was silver
After years of pickin’ cotton was done

Mudcat John was born in Vicksburg
Mudcat John had been a slave, you know
But to me he was a brave and good man
Mudcat John was my best friend
Many long years ago

Mama said stay away from the river
And don’t go fishin’ with Mudcat John
That ‘ol black man’s hair was silver
After years of pickin’ cotton was done

I dream of huntin’ squirrel and possom
And white cotton fields of toil and woe
Scent of Vicksburg’s magnolia blossoms
And ‘ol Mudcat John workin’ with his hoe

Mama said stay away from the river
And don’t go fishin’ with Mudcat John
That ‘ol black man’s hair was silver
After years of pickin’ cotton was done

Mudcat John was born in Vicksburg
Mudcat John had been a slave, you know
But to me he was a brave and good man
Mudcat John was my best friend
Many long years ago

Please Come To El Paso (Larry W. Jones 11/22/2006) (song#4167)

She would meet him tonight in El Paso
But he was just a bandito, they said
He’ll only break your heart, you know
So, don’t let your heart rule your head

They told of rope scars on his throat
Some day the next one he’d not cheat
But then a compadre handed a note
From the vaquero she wanted to meet

Please come to El Paso, por favor
When the full moon is shining its light
Please come to El Paso, mi amor
We’ll ride across the border tonight

In the shadows of an adobe cantina
They met where two horses were tied
He whispered his love to his Sabrina
As the horses ran swift in their stride

Please come to El Paso, por favor
When the full moon is shining its light
Please come to El Paso, mi amor
We’ll ride across the border tonight

And now they are safe in old Sonora
She and the man who was a bandito
Bandito’s sombrero is now a fedora
And Sabrina smiles at their bambino

When the moon is shining so bright
Sabrina holds her bandito’s words tight
She remembers that night in El Paso
And the note that he sent long ago

Please come to El Paso, por favor
When the full moon is shining its light
Please come to El Paso, mi amor
We’ll ride across the border tonight

Neck Deep In The Blues (Larry W. Jones 11/22/2006) (song#4168)

Lately I’m mulling things over
About this heart so full of tears
I’m not drunk, just stone sober
But I’m in blues up to my ears

My bluebird long ago flew away
Wish I could follow in his shoes
The song that I sing, as they say
I wallow neck deep in the blues

Lately I’m mulling things over
About this heart so full of tears
I’m not drunk, just stone sober
But I’m in blues up to my ears

No need to ask why I’m lonely
Love makes up its own rules
Now I’m just by myself only
And I’m neck deep in the blues

Lately I’m mulling things over
About this heart so full of tears
I’m not drunk, just stone sober
But I’m in blues up to my ears

No need to ask why I’m lonely
Love makes up its own rules
Now I’m just by myself only
And I’m neck deep in the blues

Just Keep On Going (Larry W. Jones 11/22/2006) (song#4169)

I wondered where you went to
Ever since you went away
And I wondered if you’d come
Back here again another day

These tears of mine keep flowing
Like they did that fateful day
I guess there’s just no knowing
There’s no grateful words to say

You know, I asked you not to go
I thought you’d come back some day
But since you’re not, then this know
Just keep on going
If you’re going to come my way

I guess that you’re the trav’lin’ kind
I guess you’ve made up your mind
So, as these tears are flowing today
Just keep on going
If you’re going to come my way
Just keep on going
If you’re going to come my way

Little Garden Wall (Larry W. Jones 11/22/2006) (song#4170)

He used to bring her flowers
She would set them on the window sill
No one could count the hours
Spent in her garden where she would till

Over her little garden wall
She could hear the bluebird call
Two partners heart to heart
Until one in death did part
The flowers she now grows is all

Now the flowers that she tends
Speak of love that transcends
The music of the bluebird’s call
Over her little garden wall

Young folks nowadays know everything
But everything they know doesn’t last
For they don’t see how true love can be
If only they knew they just need to ask

They never look at the flowers
Never hear the bluebird’s call
They don’t know of the power
Of love by a little garden wall

Over her little garden wall
She could hear the bluebird call
Two partners heart to heart
Until one in death did part
The flowers she now grows is all

Now the flowers that she tends
Speak of love that transcends
The music of the bluebird’s call
Over her little garden wall

Snow Has Fallen (Larry W. Jones 11/22/2006) (song#4171)

The sun came out, the sky turned blue
So how did it come about, I wish I knew
Cause snow has fallen, fallen on her heart

The broadcaster said the weather was OK
But he didn’t ask her why she went away
And snow has fallen, fallen on her heart

Now all I feel is misery and woe
Oh, how was I to know she would part
The feeling is like blankets of snow
From the snow that’s fallen on her heart

I knew my friends would want to know
Why she decided to depart
I can’t comprehend why cold winds blow
But snow has fallen, fallen on her heart

Now all I feel is misery and woe
Oh, how was I to know she would part
The feeling is like blankets of snow
From the snow that’s fallen on her heart

I knew my friends would want to know
Why she decided to depart
I can’t comprehend why cold winds blow
But snow has fallen, fallen on her heart

Cowgirl Divine (Larry W. Jones 11/23/2006) (song#4172)

The sweetest cowgirl in cow town
Soon will be my cowgirl wife
All the cowboys for miles around
Are jealous of my cowboy life

She’s everything I hoped for
There’s no sweeter cowgirl I know
She’s the only girl I adore
I’ll always love that cowgirl so

So when you see that shy cowgirl
Just remember she’s my cowgirl
There’s no cowboy in this land
Gonna steal her from my hand

She said she’d be only mine
That cowgirl who’s so divine
Don’t even try, night or day
You can’t steal her away
Cause she’s mine all mine
She’s my cowgirl divine

So when you see that shy cowgirl
Just remember she’s my cowgirl
There’s no cowboy in this land
Gonna steal her from my hand
Cause she’s mine all mine
She’s my cowgirl divine

Bred In Texas (Larry W. Jones 11/23/2006) (song#4173)

Back when I was in my younger days
I called at a ranch down Texas way
My heart was beating like the band
There stood sweet Sue, blushing red
She had promised that we would wed
And now I was asking for her hand

I told her mother of my story
How our love would be of glory
Her mother put down her needle and thread
She looked at us and smiled and said

This girl was bred in Texas
Where bluebonnets grow so blue
Sunshine that warms up Texas
Warms her face and manners too
This girl was bred in Texas
The only thing that I’ll expect is
Is that your love for her is true

Now many years have sailed away
But I still remember that sunny day
When to that Texas country ranch I came
And the happiest part of my life
Has been my best friend and wife
The sun that warms her heart is the same

Purple Sage Texas Trail (Larry W. Jones 11/23/2006) (song#4174)

I remember a winding trail
Where the purple sage would swirl
Over a wild west Texas hill
And in that wild Texas west
I rode with the prettiest Texas girl
That cowgirl is with me still

A brown Texas cowboy with a freckled nose
Gave a cowgirl the sweetest desert rose
Riding over the hills and through the dale
On that wild west purple sage Texas trail

Now that purple sage Texas trail is winding
Through many years of memories
Pages of past and present are now binding
Dreams that seem wonderful to me

I dream that I’m in my young cowboy days
A brown Texas cowboy with a freckled nose
On that wild west purple sage Texas trail
With a cowgirl whose sweet as a desert rose

Now that purple sage Texas trail is winding
Through many years of memories
Pages of past and present are now binding
Dreams that seem wonderful to me

I dream that I’m in my young cowboy days
A brown Texas cowboy with a freckled nose
On that wild west purple sage Texas trail
With a cowgirl whose sweet as a desert rose

I’m Just Like You (Larry W. Jones 11/24/2006) (song#4175)

You say you’re lonely and you’re blue
And that you don’t know what to do
To take away a love that died
Think about the day you said goodbye
And the many ways you made me cry
Well, I too am just like you
I’m lonely and I’m blue

Darling, I’m blue and I’m lonely too
To this loneliness there seems no end
Ever since we’ve been apart
I’m just like you
I haven’t found another who can mend
My blue and lonely heart

I tried to find it in a song
Words that would explain what went wrong
But the reason’s lost somewhere in the wind
I’m just like you
I don’t know where to go
But I guess we’ll never love again

Darling, I’m blue and I’m lonely too
To this loneliness there seems no end
Ever since we’ve been apart
I’m just like you
I haven’t found another who can mend
My blue and lonely heart

I tried to find it in a song
Words that would explain what went wrong
But the reason’s lost somewhere in the wind
I’m just like you
I don’t know where to go
But I guess we’ll never love again

I’ll Walk The Country Road (Larry W. Jones 11/24/2006) (song#4176)

My Daddy worked hard with his hands
His life was anything but an easy song
He said most folks don’t understand
That the easy road can lead you wrong

I’ll walk the country road
That’s where I started and that’s all I know
It might not be easy the way it goes
But I wasn’t born for bright light shows
So, I’ll walk the country road

Some folks like to drive in the fastest lane
But life ain’t worth all the stress and pain
When it’s over and done, the one they rode
Is the one we know as the dead end road

I’ll walk the country road
That’s where I started and that’s all I know
It might not be easy the way it goes
But I wasn’t born for bright light shows
So, I’ll walk the country road

It might not be easy the way it goes
But I wasn’t born for bright light shows
So, I’ll walk the country road

After The Beep (Larry W. Jones 11/24/2006) (song#4177)

By the time he thought to call her up
Once again he was late and stuck at work
So he thought he’d better skip the old routine
He called home and counted the rings
Then he thought she had gone beserk
These words were on the message machine

Dear John, leave a message after the beep
But I won’t be list’nin’ to hear you weep
That job of yours don’t pay enough to keep me here alone
And don’t bother rushing home right now
I’m through brushing tears back anyhow
Just leave a message after the beep because I’m gone

He used to call to say when he’d arrive
Never worked past that nine to five
But that was before things took a dive
Working past nine to five, leavin’ her alone

Once again he was late and stuck at work
He called home and counted the rings
Then he thought she had gone beserk
These words were on the message machine

Eighteen Wheels At Midnight (Larry W. Jones 11/24/2006) (song#4178)

The town I’m from is so doggone little
Only had one caution light in the middle
At night I’d go down and whittle the time away
I’d listen to the horn from an eighteen wheeler
That old highway called and I could feel ‘er
I’d dream of eighteen wheels at midnight
Rolling on that road lookin’ for the light of day

I grew up like a lonesome pup
Flew around in my pickup truck
Tryin’ to escape from that little town of mine
Can’t say it didn’t treat me right
But I dreamed of eighteen wheels at midnight
Every time I heard a big ‘ol diesel whine

I put my dreams on that white dotted line
And I plotted how to escape that little town
But somehow my dreams all let me down
Cause I’m still here just wasting time

Why I stayed, well it’s hard to say
Life in a little town ain’t too harried
Things came along, got in the way
Like kids ‘n mortgage, bein’ married
I still fly around in my pickup truck
Payin’ bills when the money’s tight
Well, I guess I just ran out of luck
Dreamin’ of eighteen wheels at midnight

Honey Grab The Money (Larry W. Jones 11/25/2006) (song#4179)

Honey grab the money, hurricane’s comin’
We all know what a big blow means
It’s headin’ for shore, be here by mornin’
Don’t wanna get caught in New Orleans

Weatherman pointed to the storm on the TV
Said the flood at the levees wasn’t far behind
Honey grab the money, cause you’ll agree
Ain’t gonna be funny when a hurricane whines

If the truck don’t start, we’ll be thummin’
Livin’ off FEMA eatin’ gov’ment bread ‘n beans
Honey grab the money, hurricane’s comin’
Don’t wanna get caught in New Orleans

Now the interstate is a parking lot
Gonna run out of gas goin’ this slow
Lost it all except the love we’ve got
The hurricane’s comin’ is all I know

Seems you cain’t ever win for losing
Gotta get to Houston for a change of scene
Find a back road and we’ll be cruising
Don’t wanna get caught in New Orleans

Honey grab the money, hurricane’s comin’
We all know what a big blow means
It’s headin’ for shore, be here by mornin’
Don’t wanna get caught in New Orleans

In Love With Only You (Larry W. Jones 11/25/2006) (song#4180)

Well, there’s no perfect life, as they say
But I found a perfect wife in you that day
And the only way to say my love is true
Is to say that I’m in love with only you

This imperfect life may bring sorrow and pain
And daily strife may make tears fall like rain
But through it all, there holds an anchor true
My ship is saved, I’m in love with only you

Morning, noon and night I send thanks above
For having someone like you
I sing a tune of delight when I stop and think of
Why I’m in love with only you

Darlin’ you know I’ll always stay
Horses couldn’t pull me away
I could never look at someone new
Cause I’m in love with only you
I could never look at someone new
Cause I’m in love with only you

Fields Forever Green (Larry W. Jones 11/25/2006) (song#4181)

Some old fields stay forever green
Of those are the ones I now dream
I left no footprints in the sands of time
No hints of anything I could call mine

Now I’m an old man in an old plowed field
The season is late in cold number three
Winter is here and cold snow it will yield
Will the fields stay forever green for me

Just a beat up old life and all alone
The best fruit has fallen from the tree
Have the fields forever green all gone
Or is there at least one waiting for me

Out my window I scan, I see a young man
He’s pointing to the hills and valley between
His invitation chills my lonely life’s span
It’s time to recline ‘neath fields forever green

Some old fields stay forever green
Of those are the ones I now dream
Of those are the ones I now dream

Cowboy Dreamer (Larry W. Jones 11/28/2006) (song#4182)

The yellow aspen leaves have fallen
Valleys hear the snowy winds a-callin’
The snow goose doesn’t mind the Wintertime
An old cowboy ’round the campfire embers
Holds a cup of coffee warm and remembers
All the trails that he had ridden in his time

Tomorrow came today, cowboy dreamer
Sorrow came today in dreams of yesterday

When I was just a lad in my teens
I had lots of wild and wayward dreams
And yearned to ride the trails of Summertime
Just like the cowboy code
Down all the trails I rode
Dreamin’ of tomorrow, I left yesterday behind

Yesterday, tomorrow was so far away
Yesterday I was ridin’ wild and free
Tomorrow came today, cowboy dreamer
Sorrow came today in dreams of yesterday

From Laramie to Cheyenne
And down to San Antone
I rode trails without a plan
The open range was my home
In the frontier towns and bars
Never a tear for all my scars
Yesterday, I dreamed only of tomorrow
Sorrow came today in dreams of yesterday

Yesterday, tomorrow was so far away
Yesterday I was ridin’ wild and free
Tomorrow came today, cowboy dreamer
Sorrow came today in dreams of yesterday

Cowgirl Under The Moon (Larry W. Jones 11/28/2006) (song#4183)

A cowgirl under the moon
Makes a cowboy do all he can do for that girl
A cowgirl under the moon
Is a wonder of the range and a cowboy’s world

From her hat to her boots
Makes a cowboy glad of his cowboy roots
A cowgirl under the moon
Is a wonder of the range and a cowboy’s world

A cowgirl under the moon
Doesn’t have to come from high society
Just a good ‘ol country cowgirl
Can be a good ‘ol cowboy’s propriety

A cowgirl under the moon
Makes a cowboy do all he can do for that girl
A cowgirl under the moon
Is a wonder of the range and a cowboy’s world

A cowgirl under the moon
Will soon be this cowboy’s world

Long Tall Texan Ain’t So Tall (Larry W. Jones 11/28/2006) (song#4184)

I rode up from Waco on a Conestoga freight
Thinkin’ Wyoming was a bigger wide open state
Now I’m here swingin’ on Cheyenne’s rodeo gate
Thinkin’ of Waco and a Texas lone star date

Don’t call me just another fool
I’m just the biggest one of all
Trails I’ve ridden all were cruel
This long tall Texan ain’t so tall
Stuck up here in old Cheyenne
A-beggin’ with a Texas drawl
Bummin’ a ride any way I can
Thumbin’ for waco by the Fall

I done rode that lonesome roadway
List’nin’ to the lone coyote’s call
It was lots of fun doin’ it my way
Now, this long tall Texan ain’t so tall

It was lots of fun doin’ it my way
Now, this long tall Texan ain’t so tall

Too Long On The Trail (Larry W. Jones 11/28/2006) (song#4185)

I’ve stayed a little too long on the trail
Cottonwood scent is disappearin’ from the air
Fencing off all the ranges just like a jail
Cattle drives are ending like a funeral prayer
I’m riding the trail alone, cowboy life is almost gone
I’ve stayed a little too long on the trail

I think even little children can realize
The sun is setting on a cowboy’s life
Before our very eyes
The trail rides and the cattle drives will end
Real cowboys will never ride the trail again

We thought cowboys would never end their song
If we had only known we can’t pretend for so long
The beginning of the modern world has already set in
And now I see the beginning of the cowboy’s end

Golden Wings Of Time (Larry W. Jones 11/29/2006) (song#4186)

The western sun is setting, quickly setting
As evening shadows come to claim their own
Eyes that no longer see are not regretting
The golden way she raised a cowboy’s son

Oh, asleep is she who sincerely loved me
Not for what I was, but should have been
Autumn leaves and those that fall in Winter
Can they ever turn from gold to green again

In her easy ways she loved me completely
Summer days were of the warmest kind
No other love could come to me as sweetly
As she who’s flown on golden wings of time

On a poor cowboy’s wages she raised a son
And taught us both what true love means
Now she’s gone like the western setting sun
Like a lovely swan on time’s golden wings

In her easy ways she loved me completely
Summer days were of the warmest kind
No other love could come to me as sweetly
As she who’s flown on golden wings of time

Funny Thing About Cowboys (Larry W. Jones 11/29/2006) (song#4187)

It’s a funny thing about cowboys
When they find a trail that’s looking fine
They don’t care if time destroys
All the good things they leave behind

Some say that I’m just a cowboy dreaming
Riding wherever the trail takes me to
Some say my smile is just from scheming
All the things that lonely cowboys do

You can call me a self made ranch hand
It doesn’t take a fool to understand

I thought the trail led to fortune
Cowboy Dreaming is my middle name
The trail disappeared into the sun
Eatin’ beans and bread is the same

There’s no way to see the future
Like the way you know the past
Going with the flow brings danger
That future dreams might not last

You can call me a self made ranch hand
It doesn’t take a fool to understand

I thought the trail led to fortune
Cowboy Dreaming is my middle name
The trail disappeared into the sun
Eatin’ beans and bread is the same

It’s a funny thing about cowboys
When they find a trail that’s looking fine
They don’t care if time destroys
All the good things they leave behind

This Common Rose (Larry W. Jones 11/29/2006) (song#4188)

You passed over an orchid
How that happened, heaven knows
You passed over an orchid
And married this common rose

Darling, now you’ve come to realize
That all she wanted was fancy clothes
An orchid might seem from paradise
But true love comes from this common rose

At times it really breaks my heart
To think that I was number two
If I had known that from the start
Dear, I might not have married you

You passed over an orchid
How that happened, heaven knows
You passed over an orchid
And married this common rose

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Now, you say there is no secret love
So I give to you one that grows
Every star knows from up above
True love comes from this common rose

You passed over an orchid
How that happened, heaven knows
You passed over an orchid
And married this common rose

Cottonwood Tree (Larry W. Jones 11/29/2006) (song#4189)

Why is this trail so sad and lonely
The tale is of a faded love
One that will never come again
Under moon and stars above

Oh, bury me ‘neath the cottonwood
Under the cottonwood tree
For she must not have understood
How much she meant to me

I heard her say that she loved me
How could I see her words untrue
The cottonwood tree has whispered
Her false love wasn’t meant for you

Oh, bury me ‘neath the cottonwood
Under the cottonwood tree
For she must not have understood
How much she meant to me

Tomorrow was our marriage day
On what lost trail could she be
Her carriage has gone another way
She’s withdrawn her love from me

Oh, bury me ‘neath the cottonwood
Under the cottonwood tree
For she must not have understood
How much she meant to me

Oh, bury me ‘neath the cottonwood tree

Cowboy Moon (Larry w. Jones 11/29/2006) (song#4190)

The moon is yellow, I’m a happy fellow
The barn dance is getting under way
I’ll be meeting my sweet Betsy soon
Tonight’s the waltz of the cowboy moon

Cowboy moon, yellow and gold
Beams of light on the high chaparral
I’ve got sweet Betsy here to hold
We’ll waltz tonight to a cowboy tune
Shine down on us you cowboy moon

Carriages and wagons ’round the barn
Tie my pony to a hitchin’ post I see
Walk to the barn where I see Betsy
Darn, her mama’s eyes are on me

A horn and a guitar and a resined bow
Fiddlin’ up every cowboy song they know
Everybody’s dancin’ under moonlight glow
My boots like dancin’ to a waltz that’s slow

One more dance to the Cotton Eyed Joe
Take Betsy outside the barn danceroom
Tell her I love her and we”ll marry soon
And we’ll waltz ‘neath the cowboy moon

Colorado Valley Cowgirl (Larry W. Jones 11/29/2006) (song#4191)

I rode away from the ranch in the valley
And on many trails I roamed around
Now I hear Colorado mountains callin’
Goin’ back to that valley to settle down

Oh, how I miss that Colorado valley
And that sweet cowgirl I left behind
I’ve been gone but I’ve never forgot her
I’m gonna make that cowgirl mine

When I see her ranch I’ll wonder
If everything is still the same
When I see the smile of my darlin’
I’m gonna ask her to change her name

Oh, how I miss that Colorado valley
And that sweet cowgirl I left behind
I’ve been gone but I’ve never forgot her
I’m gonna make that cowgirl mine

Hunt The Wild Buffalo (Larry W. Jones 11/29/2006) (song#4192)

Come all you young cowboys
Who have roaming on your mind
Up to the broad wide plains
We’ll saddle up, our trail to find
Up the mountain trails we’ll go
And settle by the wild Colorado

Whether sun or shady snow
Through plains and mountains we’ll wander
And we’ll hunt the wild buffalo
Through plains and mountains we’ll wander
And we’ll hunt the wild buffalo

Now all you pretty cowgirls
Who look so lovely in your form
Yarn for us the best of clothes
That we’ll need to keep us warm
For we’ll ride the trail to Colorado
And we’ll hunt the wild buffalo

There are fishes in the streams
Waiting there just for our lures
We’re off to find our dreams
Our dreams we’ll find I am sure
There we’ll find the buck and doe
And we’ll hunt the wild buffalo

Come all you young cowboys
Who have roaming on your mind
Up to the broad wide plains
We’ll saddle up, our trail to find
Up the mountain trails we’ll go
And settle by the wild Colorado

And we’ll hunt the wild buffalo
And we’ll hunt the wild buffalo
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Wrangler’s Saddle (Larry W. Jones 11/30/2006) (song#4193)

Hurrah for the wrangler’s saddle, hurrah for the bullwhip’s blow
Hurrah for the trusty cowboys, ridin’ o’er dusty trails we know
O’er dusty trails night and day, where the Texas longhorns stray
On the prarie they will feed, on the wild and lowly Jimson weed

Ride your ponies, slack the rein, herd dogies ‘cross the plain
Crack those whips like thunder, then sing a soothing cowboy song
Make all those longhorns wonder, why we drove them from San Antone
On the prarie they will feed, on the wild and lowly Jimson weed

Knee deep in the purple sage, longhorns are growin’, I can tell
Down valleys where rivers rage, we’ll watch their bellies swell
Get ’em as fat as they can get, more than when this drive began
Keep ’em movin’, ain’t there yet, gotta make it to old Cheyenne

So, fit me a wrangler’s saddle, and boots with a flashing spur
A bullwhip that’ll rattle, that’ll burn those longhorns’ fur
Those longhorn cattle we’ll brand, we’ll brand ’em all I swear
There ain’t a better cowboy band, than Texas cowboys anywhere

Old Red Caboose (Larry W. Jones 11/30/2006) (song#4194)

He was feeble of leg and of limb
Glasses told his sight was dim
He put his pocket watch away
After forty years of railroad use
And he thought about the days
Spent in the old red caboose

Yes, he was feeble of leg and of limb
And glasses told his sight was dim
He could barely see the signal’s glow
Though he could hear the whistle’s blow
He knew there was no more excuse
For ridin’ in the old red caboose

Every day younger men would show
And he knew it was time for him to go
He knew they’d be tested by the rain
And when the train plowed the snow
But it was time for him to turn it loose
And say goodbye to the old red caboose

He put his pocket watch away
After forty years of railroad use
And he thought about the days
Spent in the old red caboose
And he thought about the days
Spent in the old red caboose

All Ye Roving Cowboys (Larry W. Jones 11/30/2006) (song#4195)

Gather ’round all ye roving cowboys
Cross the praries we will fly
We’ll raise the dust up from the earth
To cover the dry western sky

Round the campfire wolves will dance
And ’round the cattle we will stay
A cowboy’s life is one of hard romance
Drivin’ longhorns is our cowboy way

Gather ’round all ye roving cowboys
Cross the praries we will fly
We’ll raise the dust up from the earth
To cover the dry western sky

Our cookie, he just loves us all
He cooks over hickory wood
We can’t wait to hear his call
Though his coffee’s never good

We cowboys have that magic touch
Though we’ll never a magician be
Cowboys don’t ever ask for much
Just a pony and range for ridin’ free

Hooves are the sound of beating drums
Like the songs the cowboys love to hear
Give him a guitar and hear him strum
For anyone who’ll bother to lend an ear

Well, a cowboy rides the range all day
And one thing is crystal clear
He prides himself in the cowboy way
That cowboy way he holds so dear

Texas In My Heart (Larry W. Jones 11/30/2006) (song#4196)

I’ve never tried to be a city slicker
The city’s got nothin’ that I can use
I’m a Texas cowboy, a real boot kicker
Pickin’ out the best of honk tonk blues

Some folks ask me where I come from
There’s only one place I know to start
I was born in the country so I’d become
A country boy with Texas in my heart

I’ve never seen a state that’s any wider
Where you can find so many country miles
Texas is the king of real bronc riders
Buckin’ out the chute in rodeo style

Some folks ask me where I come from
There’s only one place I know to start
I was born in the country so I’d become
A country boy with Texas in my heart

I’ve never tried to be a city slicker
The city’s got nothin’ that I can use
I’m a Texas cowboy, a real boot kicker
Pickin’ out the best of honk tonk blues

Some folks ask me where I come from
There’s only one place I know to start
I was born in the country so I’d become
A country boy with Texas in my heart

Riding The Trail In Search Of You (Larry W. Jones 11/30/2006) (song#4197)

Somewhere in the night I can hear the cattle low
Someone in the night holds the cowgirl I love so
Like a lost trail crossing streams
I’ve lost the girl of all my dreams
Now I ride the trail alone since I watched you go

Now I’m riding the trail in search of you
Looking for one with eyes of blue
Now you must be miles away
And I fear I’ll never find the way
Now I’m riding the trail in search of you

By night the campfire lights the gloom
But the fire in my heart would light the moon
How much you’re missed, you cannot tell
But I can tell this heart of mine’s not well
While I’m riding the trail in search of you

Now I’m riding the trail in search of you
Looking for one with eyes of blue
Now you must be miles away
And I fear I’ll never find the way
Now I’m riding the trail in search of you

If Your Love For Me Should Ever Die (Larry W. Jones 11/30/2006) (song#4198)

If your love for me should ever die
Like flower petals when they fall
Then you would take away my smile
And you’d leave me here with tears
Since my love for you is true
Tell me that you love me too
For I could never live the lonely years

I was on a trail alone
Riding one I’d never known
When I saw a lovely vision passing by
Fortune played its part
And you gave to me your heart
My heart would ever groan
If your love for me should ever die

When a flower petal falls away
They say the rose will bloom again in May
My love for you is something I can’t hide
Please don’t become a memory
Save your sweet kiss for only me
I’d never find another bride
If your love for me should ever die

For Old Trains (Larry W. Jones 11/30/2006) (song#4199)

Me and my brothers, when we were boys
Didn’t bring our mother too much joy
When we’d sneak off to watch the trains rolling by
I remember that lonesome whistle sound
That our mother heard for miles around
We’d wave and the conductor would wave goodbye

Now those old trains don’t run like they used to
There came hard times in railroad land
Everybody was poor, couldn’t lend a hand
Shiny new locomotives go flying by
For old trains I hang my head and sigh

On the banks of the San Jacinto we would stand
Three boys with fishin’ poles in our hands
We’d marvel at the smoke so black
Coming from that old trains’ smokin’ stack
For old trains I still dream at night

When an old locomotive whistle whined
It would call us down to the river to play
Now they’re still in these dreams of mine
Dreams that seem will never drift away

Lonely Whippoorwill (Larry W. Jones 11/30/2006) (song#4200)

Lonely whippoorwill, lonely whippoorwill
I hear your lonesome cry from the hill
You’re sad and it’s bad
That your love has found another
I know just how you feel, lonely whippoorwill

Lonely whippoorwill, if things were different
You wouldn’t have to sing your lonely song alone
You and I are the same, who’s to blame
Lonely whippoorwill, I’ll join you in your lonely song

You must feel like me, lonely whippoorwill
Her memory is always in my mind
And the trail she’s on I just can’t find
I’ll sing along with you until, lonely whippoorwill
Until I leave her memory behind

Lonely whippoorwill, if things were different
You wouldn’t have to sing your lonely song alone
You and I are the same, who’s to blame
Lonely whippoorwill, I’ll join you in your lonely song