Herd 20 – Kingwood Kowboy

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When The Blues Came Rolling By (Larry W Jones 12/09/2018) (song #7401)

In the quiet of the night I heard the door open light
An hour later I heard that lonesome whistle moan and cry
She was on the midnight outbound as it was leaving town
Our true love ended that night when the blues came rolling by

Now every night when that fast train comes rolling by
I give a sigh for the price my heart had to pay
I recall every day the night she went away
My heart paid its dues when the blues came rolling by

(Instrumental)

In the quiet of the night I heard stepping on the floor
Soon the quiet silence that I heard grew into a roar
That lonesome midnight train whistle blew and that’s when I knew
My whole world grew cold and dark when the blues came rolling by

Now every night when that fast train comes rolling by
I give a sigh for the price my heart had to pay
I recall every day the night she went away
My heart paid its dues when the blues came rolling by

I recall every day the night she went away
My heart paid its dues when the blues came rolling by

Larry s Song (Larry W Jones 12/13/2018) (song #7402)

Why are rainbows painting after the raining from above
Why is there no constraining when you’re entertaining love
Why is the air so airy and without a care of wrong
It must be Larry’s song

What makes a girly with hair so curly go paint the town
Why do drakes make mistakes for a silly goose goose’s down
Why does a chicken get her kick in when the rooster’s home
It must be Larry’s song

Hear now, hear now, there’s something a-coming near around now
If you don’t know it you can show it by singing along
Silver screen actors calls it a factor for pleasing throngs
It must be Larry’s song

(Instrumental)

Why are rainbows painting after the raining from above
Why is there no constraining when you’re entertaining love
Why is the air so airy and without a care of wrong
It must be Larry’s song

Why is the air so airy and without a care of wrong
It must be Larry’s song
It must be Larry’s song

Ocean Empty Of Love (Larry W Jones 12/15/2018) (song #7403)

The waves of the ocean no longer wave to me
Not even a notion of love for me

Ocean empty of love, her arms I can’t access
I hold this emptiness, deep and cold I confess
I’ve lost my dove in the ocean I’m speaking of
Ocean empty of love

When did I lose her in the gale
I’m so confused how love could fail

Ocean empty of love, her arms I can’t access
I hold this emptiness, deep and cold I confess
I’ve lost my dove in the ocean I’m speaking of
Ocean empty of love

(Instrumental)

When did I lose her in the gale
I’m so confused how love could fail

Oh how I wish to win her love again
And sail back to where our new love began
So who will rescue me from this ocean
Someone with love’s devotion surely can

Ocean empty of love, your arms I can’t access
I hold this emptiness, deep and cold I confess
I’ve lost my dove in the ocean I’m speaking of
Ocean empty of love

Deep Wooded Holler (Larry W Jones 12/17/2018) (song #7404)

Well, I’d rather live in a deep wooded holler
Where the live oak trees won’t allow the sun to shine
Than to know that somehow you could love another
When you said that you would vow to always be mine

I now sleep in a deep wooded holler
And when I awake I can find no rest
Every hour it seems my world gets smaller
Every time my poor heart beats in my chest

Dear, in my deep wooded holler you are welcome
If you’re not wedded you can rightly come herein
Here in my poor heart dear I will always love you
For you know that it was your love I tried to win

(Instrumental)

I now sleep in a deep wooded holler
And when I awake I can find no rest
Every hour it seems my world gets smaller
Every time my poor heart beats in my chest

Dear, in my deep wooded holler you are welcome
If you’re not wedded you can rightly come herein
Here in my poor heart dear I will always love you
For you know that it was your love I tried to win

April Showers (Larry W Jones 12/19/2018) (song #7405)

Now, a cowboy’s life ain’t filled with flowers
When April comes the skies can rain for hours
And sometimes he feels like he’s done been whipped
But here’s one thing that cowboy may have skipped

Though April showers rain on purple sage
May flowers will cover the prairie stage
Don’t worry cause an April shower knows
In May will grow a field of prairie rose

(Instrumental)

Now, when a cowboy sees clouds down the trail
He knows April rains will come without fail
But the cowboy will sing his western song
While with April showers he rides along

Though April showers rain on purple sage
May flowers will cover the prairie stage
Don’t worry cause an April shower knows
In May will grow a field of prairie rose

Tiny House In Tiny Town (Larry W Jones 12/20/2018) (song #7406)

My office is big and shiny
And I work here from nine to five
It’s flawless but I like tiny
Where I came from I felt alive

It was only a tiny house in Tiny town
But the place was tidy and never was run down
The rooms were tiny and the town was tiny too
Folks treated me kindly and I never felt blue

It was only my tiny house in Tiny town

(Instrumental)

I would give up this big office
And my work here from nine to five
Spend all dollars in my wallet
And back to Tiny town I’d drive

It was only a tiny house in Tiny town
But the place was tidy and never was run down
The rooms were tiny and the town was tiny too
Folks treated me kindly and I never felt blue

It was only my tiny house in Tiny town

For Me Or For No One At All (Larry W Jones 12/21/2018) (song #7407)

Just part of your heart will not do
For me or for no one at all
It’s all of me for all of you
For me or for no one at all

When it comes to love come my way
Someone in between is a wall
In truth here’s all I have to say
For me or for no one at all

For me or for no one at all

(Instrumental)

Don’t place your kiss on just my cheek
Having bliss is not a close call
Eyes of love means not just a peek
For me or for no one at all

Dear if I fell under your spell
Catch me in your arms when I fall
It’s with me I want you to dwell
For me or for no one at all

For me or for no one at all

So Long Pal (Larry W Jones 12/22/2018) (song #7408)

Well, it’s time to say adios and so long pal
You have been the best old horse in this here locale
I’ve cared well for you and it’s hard to say goodbye
So long pal and I will miss you as time goes by

So long pal, go out to pasture with no horse shoes
So long pal, you now can capture new peaceful views
Now, I can see the understanding in your face
So long pal, no cayuse can ever take your place

(Instrumental)

Well, so long pal, we’ve been together many years
Recall that bad trail drive before the weather cleared
So you know before you go to the big corral
Remember you I always shall so, so long pal

So long pal, go out to pasture with no horse shoes
So long pal, you now can capture new peaceful views
Now, I can see the understanding in your face
So long pal, no cayuse can ever take your place

So you know before you go to the big corral
Remember you I always shall so, so long pal

Deep Purple (Larry W Jones 12/25/2018) (song #7409)

When deep purple twilight falls with all its might
And the moon spreads its beams for all in the night
Then I will recall the fairest of them all
When in reverie you tiptoe back to me in dreams

When deep purple twilight falls with all its might
I will see you come in sight and to my arms
Our hearts will beat as one as they once have done
When in reverie you tiptoe back to me in dreams

(Instrumental)

When deep purple twilight falls with all its might
That wall of mist will disappear with you near
Then we will be as one as the day is done
When in reverie you tiptoe back to me in dreams

When deep purple twilight falls with all its might
And the moon spreads its beams for all in the night
Then I will recall the fairest of them all
When in reverie you tiptoe back to me in dreams

When deep purple twilight falls

Spring Roundup Time (Larry W Jones 12/26/2018) (song #7410)

When it’s spring roundup time along the Texas Trail
Cowboys will be bringing young dogies in
They’ll be telling tall Texas tales bigger than whales
While drinking coffee by the cattle pens

Coyotes will howl at the silver Texas moon
While cowboys try to get some earned shut-eye
For when daylight comes they’ll put on their chaps and guns
It’s spring roundup time under Texas skies

(Instrumental)

There’s a big herd of beef that can bring cowboys grief
And horses to tame with a Texas brand
When it’s spring roundup time along the Texas Trail
Cowboys ride tall like a rancher’s top hand

They’ll draw their pay at the end of the cattle drive
And buy some new duds at the mercantile
When it’s spring roundup time along the Texas Trail
Cowboys are in their prime and tough as steel

When it’s spring roundup time along the Texas Trail
Cowboys are in their prime and tough as steel

This Glass Of Rye (Larry W Jones 12/26/2018) (song #7411)

This glass of rye just won’t run dry
Like she did in running away
The words she said run in my head
Holding this glass of rye today

This glass of rye has eased the pain
That seized my heart and made it burn
This glass of rye now finds that I
Have a lot of living to learn

(Instrumental)

This glass of rye just won’t run dry
Like she did in running away
The words she said run in my head
Holding this glass of rye today

This glass of rye was to the brim
When I filled it shortly ago
Soon I will teach my heart to swim
Before it drowns in sorrow’s flow

This glass of rye just won’t run dry
I’ll fill it up right to the brim

A Lifetime To Forget (Larry W Jones 01/30/2019) (song #7412)

Now I find myself alone and broken hearted
Reality will come and I must face it yet
Dear, the night you left is when a new day started
Now I regret I have a lifetime to forget

Well dear, I hear tell that you’re fine with another
While I dwell with troubled mind from dawn to sunset
I’ve had some thoughts of finding you but why bother
And I regret I have a lifetime to forget

(Instrumental)

A lifetime to forget
Precious moments I remember
Late at night, dim the lights
Sweet love so warm and tender

Now, if we could right the wrongs that we both made dear
Maybe we could write a song about true love yet
But I guess it’s been too long and one thing is clear
Now I regret I have a lifetime to forget

Down deep inside dear I want to ask your pardon
If that would help to have our faded love reset
But I guess it’s been too long and you’re now hardened
And I regret I have a lifetime to forget

But I guess it’s been too long and you’re now hardened
And I regret I have a lifetime to forget

The Old Soft Shoe (Larry W Jones 02/01/2019) (song #7413)

I gave my heart away cause I’m a fool
Just like back in old time Vaudeville when love songs were not true
To get you back what can I say or do
Well, just for you I’ll take a chance and dance the old soft shoe

I’m a fool to try for a love renewed
You broke my heart when you said you had found somebody new
But I’ve practiced just what to say and do
So, just for you I’ll take a chance and dance the old soft shoe

(Instrumental)

The old soft shoe might get you back
I’m hopin’ for the best
Since our love ran off the tracks
I ain’t had a moment’s rest

Yes, I’ve practiced just what to say and do
So, just for you I’ll take a chance and dance the old soft shoe
I’ll take a chance and dance the old soft shoe
I’ll take a chance and dance the old soft shoe for you

I’ll Press Fit Yours To Mine (Larry W Jones 02/01/2019) (song #7414)

Well, you have lips and I have lips
They taste what’s mighty fine
I’m not talking about corn chips
I’ll press fit yours to mine

Oh, you have dreams and I have dreams
Together it’s a sign
Here’s a scheme I know you’ll esteem
I’ll press fit yours to mine

(Instrumental)

Now, you have hands and I have hands
To hold yours I’m inclined
I’ll be your man cause I have plans
I’ll press fit yours to mine

Now, your kind heart and my kind heart
Might just well be aligned
If you’ll admit I’ll do my part
I’ll press fit yours to mine

(Instrumental)

You have lips, dreams and hands and heart
Let’s love with sweetest wine
We’ll be a hit right from the start
I’ll press fit yours to mine

You’re Tied Around My Finger (Larry W Jones 02/01/2019) (song #7415)

I put you where I want you, the best place of all
When you trip and stumble I’ll come to brace your fall
I’ll help you forget him when you’re out on a limb
You’re tied around my finger for when love grows dim

You’re tied around my finger, puppet on a string
I’ll keep you tied until I hear my door bell ring
You’re tied around my finger, don’t try to get free
I’ll undo the string when you come back home to me

(Instrumental)

I’ve tied you in a secret corner of my heart
So you will know just where to go when teardrops start
You know where to find me if you get jittery
You’re tied around my finger for love’s delivery

You’re tied around my finger, don’t try to get free
I’ll undo the string when you come back home to me

You’re Too Easy To Recall (Larry W Jones 02/01/2019) (song #7416)

Now, I could forget I knew you
Disregard how you made me fall
Just forget how you made me blue
But you’re too easy to recall

I could dismiss arms that held me
They were so soft and oh so small
But I’m so blind and so needy
Cause you’re too easy to recall

(Instrumental)

I could dismiss arms that held me
They were so soft and oh so small
But I’m so blind and so needy
Cause you’re too easy to recall

Guess you don’t need lips that kissed you
How I tried to forget them all
But I’ve made slips out of the blue
Cause you’re too easy to recall

Now, I could forget I knew you
But you’re too easy to recall

It Won’t Be Today (Larry W Jones 02/02/2019) (song #7417)

Well, today I heard it from the blue
Tomorrow would not be me and you
I know I’ll forget those words you say
Some fine day but it won’t be today

Oh, some fine day I won’t remember
Your French perfume called Fiery Ember
The fire’s gone out and I’m free to play
Some fine day but it won’t be today

(Instrumental)

Some fine day a brand new day will come
When I’ll forget where our love came from
I won’t recall when you went away
Some fine day but it won’t be today

Oh, some fine day I won’t remember
Your French perfume called Fiery Ember
The fire’s gone out and I’m free to play
Some fine day but it won’t be today

So I’ll just say, it won’t be today

Old Traditional Love (Larry W Jones 02/03/2019) (song #7418)

Well, I thought staying in love was an easy thing
But I see some dreams splittin’ apart at the seams
What are all these people so blindly thinkin’ of
Whatever happened to old traditional love

Whatever happened to old traditional love
When couples stayed just as firm as the stars above
Their sacred vows would never come to push and shove
Whatever happened to old traditional love

(Instrumental)

Here you are telling me that it’s past and goodbye
And here I stand as once your man wondering why
What do people do with old left over I love you
How can love forever fit in with someone new

Whatever happened to old traditional love
When couples stayed just as firm as the stars above
Their sacred vows would never come to push and shove
Whatever happened to old traditional love

Whatever happened to old traditional love

As Long As Love Stirs The Fire (Larry W Jones 02/04/2019) (song #7419)

As long as love stirs the fire I’ll be warmed by your flame

How long will this happiness be around
And how long will my feet be on the ground
Dear, if you will forever bare my name
As long as love stirs the fire
Then, I’ll be warmed by your flame

I’m not concerned about our future plans
Love will still burn a lifetime if it’s fanned
And though that old spark may seem to be tamed
As long as love stirs the fire
Then, I’ll be warmed by your flame

(Instrumental)

As long as love stirs the fire
Then, I’ll be warmed by your flame
As long as love stirs the fire
Then, I’ll be warmed by your flame

I’m Gonna Hold An Auction (Larry W Jones 02/05/2019) (song #7420)

I’m gonna hold an auction for a darkened sky
I’ll accept the lowest bid for a lonesome night
For one old worn out heart now who will raise a hand
Gonna hold an auction for girls who need a man

Now ladies, what will you bid for two empty arms
Call your lowest bid and take the bull by the horns
Come on all you ladies and let the bidding start
I’m gonna hold an auction for my lonely heart

(Instrumental)

I’m gonna hold an auction for lots of lost dreams
What will you bid now, for a man in faded jeans
Come on all you ladies, let the bidding begin
Gonna hold an auction, may the lowest bid win

Now ladies, what will you bid for two empty arms
Call your lowest bid and take the bull by the horns
Come on all you ladies and let the bidding start
I’m gonna hold an auction for my lonely heart

I’m gonna hold an auction, let the bidding start

In Love Up To My Eyes (Larry W Jones 02/06/2019) (song #7421)

No use to try and turn around
When I saw you I saw a prize
I’m in the skies ‘stead of the ground
Cause I’m in love up to my eyes

I want to swim instead of sink
Well, I guess that is no surprise
But I might drown instead I think
Cause I’m in love up to my eyes

(Instrumental)

Dear, when we kiss my heart won’t stop
My doctor gave me this advice
Stop, cause your heart’s flippity flop
But I’m in love up to my eyes

I bought a ring for your finger
It’s kinda small but mighty nice
I hope you like it and linger
Cause I’m in love up to my eyes

(Instrumental)

Dear, since I’ve seen your big blue eyes
I dream of you until sunrise
They’re all so sweet and a real treat
Cause I’m in love up to my eyes

I’ve dated lots of girls in life
But I saw right through their disguise
May I ask you to be my wife
Cause I’m in love up to my eyes

Black Coal Train (Larry W Jones 02/07/2019) (song #7422)

Now, listen while we gather round the old black stove
A story about a train that my Daddy drove
In Leadville Colorado ran the black coal veins
That’s where Daddy started driving the black coal train

Real early in the morning when the sun was low
Rolling out of Leadville he made the train horn blow
Headed down to Texas on the steel railroad main
Mama cooked meals and waited for the black coal train

(Instrumental)

Right on time every week about the break of day
We heard the train a-comin’ down the right of way
Daddy drove that old train no matter shine or rain
From Leadville to Texas rolling the black coal train

Well, I know that story ended a long time ago
Daddy told us his stories round the old black stove
About rolling down to Texas in the cold and rain
And coming back to Mama in the black coal train

Daddy’s life was in Leadville on the black coal train

Tony The Thunder Horse (Larry W Jones 02/08/2019) (song #7423)

The news was on the back page, hardly worth a show
Story bout silver screens from years of long ago
The reading of the lines brought a tear to my eye
My fav’rite one, Tony the Thunder Horse had died

My brothers and I rode western trails with Tony
When the Creighton Theater featured the pony
It just don’t seem right what the paper back page read
The Courier said Tony the Thunder Horse is dead

(Instrumental)

My thoughts went back to when I was a buckeroo
I never thought Tony would meet his Waterloo
To us he was our hero, running brave and strong
Oh, the sorrow, Tony the Thunder Horse is gone

My brothers and I rode western trails with Tony
When the Creighton Theater featured the pony
It just don’t seem right what the paper back page read
The Courier said Tony the Thunder Horse is dead

(Instrumental)

Tony was the fastest horse on the silver screen
He outran the wind and the bad guys in the scene
When my thoughts return to before I was a man
I see that Tony the Thunder Horse runs again

Tony the Thunder Horse runs again

Little Bitty Heartaches (Larry W Jones 02/09/2019) (song #7424)

I try to get a little sleep but sleep won’t come
I have little bitty heartaches til morning sun
The past keeps coming back with haunting memories
These little bitty heartaches just won’t let me be

Little bitty heartaches come back to hurt me so
Little bitty heartaches seem like they’re gonna grow
I just don’t know how long I can keep hanging on
I’ve had these little bitty heartaches since you’re gone

(Instrumental)

My poor heart keeps telling me that I was a fool
Little bitty heartaches don’t tell me what to do
In my mind I wonder why did I let you go
Little bitty heartaches say I still love you so

In my mind I wonder why did I let you go
Little bitty heartaches say I still love you so

Big Live Oak Tree (Larry W Jones 02/09/2019) (song #7425)

I arrived in Tombstone at a quarter til three
Paid the blacksmith for horse shoes for old Champ
Then to the saloon for whiskey and a room key
But first some poker under an oil lamp

I pulled up the last chair in the Last Chance Saloon
The table was full with cowboys and snakes
The face cards that I drew were all winning real soon
But my good fortune turned out a mistake

He drew first but he never cleared leather
The young top-hand accused me of cheating the score
My gun felt just as light as a feather
The quick colt forty-five left him dead on the floor

Big live oak tree, your old limbs have grown long
You must have waited for quite a long age
I did no wrong but now I must be strong
My future’s grim as I reap my doomed wage

As a big crowd gathered round the town judge walked in
Then came the sheriff and he took command
Cowboy, you took the life of the judge’s new kin
His daughter just married that young top-hand

No reckon or reason could I make in defense
In a split second it was him or me
The poker money I won was not worth a cent
Out on a limb of the big live oak tree

Impressively growing on Boot Hill all alone
Dead of Winter but the live oak is green
As I strive to recall an old cowboy’s sad song
I whisper the words and know what they mean

I’m in the saddle and old Champ is beneath me
With his new horse shoes he’ll really make stride
I see the noose thrown over a limb of the tree
As they tightly tied my hands to my side

Big live oak tree, your old limbs have grown long
You must have waited for quite a long age
I did no wrong but now I must be strong
My future’s grim as I reap my doomed wage

The sheriff and judge think I’m a vagabond tramp
As they both approach the big live oak tree
With a leather whip the judge strikes my good horse Champ
I’m out of the saddle, boots swinging free

Oh, there’s many a trail good old Champ will still ride
Mountains and green valleys he’ll get to see
But because of my pride a young top-hand has died
Now I swing wide from a big live oak tree

I look up at the sky and the tree looks at me
High noon is now growing dark rapidly
The big noose is tight and it’s the last trail for me
And soon in Boot Hill is where they’ll lay me

Big live oak tree, your old limbs have grown long
You must have waited for quite a long age
I did no wrong but now I must be strong
My future’s grim as I reap my doomed wage

Big live oak tree, how long have you waited for me

Gonna Pack My Troubles In A Saddlebag (Larry W Jones 02/11/2019) (song #7426)

I’m gonna pack my troubles in a saddlebag
And dump ‘em by the trail of misery
Come along you lonely cowboys and don’t ride drag
Pack up all your troubles and follow me

Well, I’m tired of livin this lonesome cowboy life
Waitin’ for a cowgirl I’ll never see
I’m gonna pack my troubles in a saddlebag
And dump ‘em by the trail of misery

(Instrumental)

Maybe that warm western sun will begin to shine
And my old love life won’t be cold no more
I’ll me a cowgirl sweetheart I can call all mine
Cause that’s who this cowboy’s been searchin for

Well, all the ones I’ve dated up and made me sad
Heart a-swingin on a cottonwood tree
I’m gonna pack my troubles in a saddlebag
And dump ‘em by the trail of misery

(Instrumental)

Maybe that warm western sun will begin to shine
And my old love life won’t be cold no more
I’ll me a cowgirl sweetheart I can call all mine
Cause that’s who this cowboy’s been searchin for

Well, all the ones I’ve dated up and made me sad
Heart a-swingin on a cottonwood tree
I’m gonna pack my troubles in a saddlebag
And dump ‘em by the trail of misery

I Never See Mary In A Solitary Way (Larry W Jones 02/11/2019) (song #7427)

Dear Mary lives life in a peculiar way
Well, it ain’t funny but she lives it every day
Cause when I take her out and observing the town
There’s always somebody lurking in the background

Mary takes her sister or her brother, father or her mother
Darn, I never see Mary in a solitary way
Mary takes one of her aunts or uncles, got ‘em by the bundles
No, I never see Mary in a solitary way

One day I rode into town to take my sweet Mary something sweet
She said let’s go eat at the old downtown Buckhorn buffet
I heard her sister and her brother’s, father and her mother’s feet
Oh, I never see Mary in a solitary way

One day I bought a young pony with a fancy new saddle too
Ride along the trail and be with Mary without dismay
Well, we were riding and wooing when other sounds came a-clueing
Darn, every voice I heard was somebody at their horseplay

I dismounted from my saddle and looked this way and then the other
Was addled when I saw what I thought was a herd astray
There stood Mary’s sister and her brother, father and her mother
Oh, I never see Mary in a solitary way

One day I crossed the creek and I spotted Mary Lou a-fishin
At last I could see Mary in a solitary way
So I sat down beside her and confided to her my wishin
I hoped to get my darlin Mary on the hook that day

I put a worm on her line then fed her a line and another
She threw the line out in the water quite a ways away
Up came Mary’s sister and her brother, father and her mother
Darn, I never see Mary in a solitary way

One night by the moon I made her swoon and I almost shouted yea
The moon was bright but then I saw another light display
Her sister and her brother, father and her mother said hey hey
Oh, I never see Mary in a solitary way

Darn, I never see Mary in a solitary way

Dearest Beloved (Larry W Jones 02/13/2019) (song #7428)

She wrote herself a letter
Even though she didn’t know how to start
She began with words bitter
Dearest Beloved, how’s your broken heart

How’s things since he went away
Do you still fix lonely meals a-la-carte
Is life real and by the way
Dearest Beloved, how’s your broken heart

(Instrumental)

She wrote herself a letter
Even though she didn’t know how to start
She began with words bitter
Dearest Beloved, how’s your broken heart

She wrote herself an answer
Which said that each and every word was true
Each line was in the manner
Of someone who now had nothing to do

She wrote herself a letter
Dearest Beloved, how’s your broken heart

Chantilly And Rockabilly (Larry W Jones 02/14/2019) (song #7429)

Well, she loves chantilly and rockabilly
Yes, she loves chantilly and rockabilly
She likes to dance wearing frilly Chantilly
Puts me in a trance dancing rockabilly

Rockabilly plays loud at the Rambling Rose
She draws a crowd from her head down to her toes
Out on the floor she wears frilly Chantilly
Yes, she loves chantilly and rockabilly

(Instrumental)

Well, she loves chantilly and rockabilly
Yes, she loves chantilly and rockabilly
She likes to dance wearing frilly Chantilly
Puts me in a trance dancing rockabilly

When I feel like real good country style dancing
She comes along and makes it so romancing
Rockabilly plays loud at the Rambling Rose
She draws a crowd from her head down to her toes

(Instrumental)

Well, she loves chantilly and rockabilly
Yes, she loves chantilly and rockabilly
She likes to dance wearing frilly Chantilly
Puts me in a trance dancing rockabilly

Yes, she loves chantilly and rockabilly

I Left Her Leaving Going (Larry W Jones 02/15/2019) (song #7430)

My darlin’ left and it’s a shame
I’m the only one left to blame
Why did I do my darlin’ wrong
She only did right all along

Well, I left her leavin’ goin’
Cause why she left I’m a-knowin’
My big fool self is a-showin’
I left her leavin’ goin’ gone

(Instrumental)

Now I lie here in the dark night
Wondering why until daylight
Oh, why did I make her eyes cry
But I know why she said goodbye

Well, I left her leavin’ goin’
Cause why she left I’m a-knowin’
My big fool self is a-showin’
I left her leavin’ goin’ gone

Yes, I left her leavin’ goin’
I left her leavin’ goin’ gone

All I Do I Do All Wrong (Larry W Jones 02/20/2019) (song #7431)

I saw a red sign on a freeway ramp
Read, do not enter, under street light lamp
Put my whole brain in a big migraine cramp
All I do I do all wrong

All I do I do all wrong
All I do I do all wrong
Always the same old song
All I do I do all wrong

(Instrumental)

I had a girlfriend date at straight up eight
No money to spend and was running late
I took a wrong turn on the interstate
All I do is all wrong

All I do I do all wrong
All I do I do all wrong
Always the same old song
All I do I do all wrong

(Instrumental)

I’m the kinda guy always taking blame
Dropped my car keys down a flooded storm drain
Called my date Linda but her name was Jane
All I do is all wrong

All I do I do all wrong
All I do I do all wrong
Always the same old song
All I do I do all wrong

Freeways (Larry W Jones 02/21/2019) (song #7432)

Freeways travel in all directions
Cause for reflection is what they give
No freeways are paved of the quiet kind
Leading to the shadows of my mind

The concrete path is not for the few
Who don’t believe words that misconstrue
Those freeways never stop to remind
That there’s a path for the gentler kind

(Instrumental)

Freeways travel mountains and valleys
To some rally with a loud refrain
I need an alley where there’s no pain
Where searching for love is not in vain

The concrete path is not for the few
Who don’t believe words that misconstrue
Those freeways never stop to remind
That there’s a path for the gentler kind

(Instrumental)

Freeways lead people into danger
Where some bad stranger might push and shove
I need a back road of the quiet kind
Leading to a love I have in mind

Freeways never reach up to the sky
Where dreams of love fly above the clouds
Freeways don’t know the heart of a dove
Freeways will never lead to true love

(Instrumental)

The concrete path is not for the few
Who don’t believe words that misconstrue
Those freeways never stop to remind
That there’s a path for the gentler kind

Half Of Me And Half Of You (Larry W Jones 02/23/2019) (song #7433)

Dear, don’t take your better half and leave me without love
You see, half of me would always be unworthy of
Finding someone else for I would be a mourning dove
Half of me and half of you is all of the above

A love affair that’s half in love is only half fair
Loving half of you is more than my poor heart could bear
Dear, half of anything only adds up to sort of
Half of me and half of you is all of the above

(Instrumental)

Half of a dream only leads to wondering
Like plundering half the riches of a king
Same thing as a man’s hand in a ladies glove
Half of me and half of you is all of the above

Half of me and half of you is all of the above

I’m Always The Best Man (Larry W Jones 02/24/2019) (song #7434)

Another one of my buddies is gettin’ hitched
He asked me to be his best man
I didn’t tell him that our shoes need to be switched
I’d be the one holding her hand

Oh, I’m always the best man but never the groom
I walk the bridesmaid down the aisle
Oh, I’m always the best man but never the groom
They all see my pasted on smile

(Instrumental)

Oh, I’ve tried so many times to find me a bride
But I’ve found no one to beguile
So, here I go once again with my eyes half dried
I walk the bridesmaid down the aisle

Oh, I’m always the best man but never the groom
I walk the bridesmaid down the aisle
Oh, I’m always the best man but never the groom
They all see my pasted on smile

So, here I go once again with my eyes half dried
I walk the bridesmaid down the aisle

Breezes Of Yesteryear (Larry W Jones 02/25/2019) (song #7435)

Tonight in my bed I sleep all alone
The loud clamor of the day drifts away
Alone in my room I hear like a song
Breezes of yesteryear drifting my way

I can hear Ernest Tubb on the radio
Singing country songs from long ago days
I hear my Mama sing along so low
Breezes of yesteryear drifting my way

(Instrumental)

I see a bright full moon on a June night
And my Daddy in the fields bailing hay
That little red school where I learned to write
Breezes of yesteryear drifting my way

I swim with my friends at the swimming hole
Each memory has many pages to say
Catch a perch with a string on a cane pole
Breezes of yesteryear drifting my way

(Instrumental)

I can hear angels sing with voices strong
And I pay attention to what they say
The best of tomorrow to you belong
Breezes of yesteryear drifting my way

I hear my Mama sing along so low
And my Daddy in the fields bailing hay
I swim with my friends at the swimming hole
Breezes of yesteryear drifting my way

This Hand Filled With Sand (Larry W Jones 02/25/2019) (song #7436)

Look at this hand filled with sand, this hand filled with sand
Only true love made it live, this hand filled with sand

The ingredients of sand don’t add up to much
Calcium, magnesium, silicone and such
Just one dollar would buy ten of woman and man
But your real love made priceless this hand filled with sand

This hand filled with sand, this hand filled with sand
Was valued less than the poorest of man
Real love came and made a dream come to stand
When added in with this hand filled with sand

(Instrumental)

Look at this hand filled with sand, this hand filled with sand
Only true love made it live, this hand filled with sand

My whole worth was so small before you came to me
Just a hand filled with sand before love came to be
My worth now is greater than I could ever see
More than this hand filled with sand from the endless sea

This hand filled with sand, this hand filled with sand
Was valued less than the poorest of man
Real love came and made a dream come to stand
When added in with this hand filled with sand

Look at this hand filled with sand, this hand filled with sand
Only true love made it live, this hand filled with sand

On Top Of Old Smokey (Larry W Jones 02/25/2019) (song #7437)

On top of Old Smokey
That hill called Clingman’s Dome
I sing in a low key
As I sit all alone

I lost my sweet darlin’
Where she is I don’t know
She started in quarrelin’
And our true love won’t grow

Courtin’ her was pleasure
But it ended in grief
I lost a fine treasure
As was stole by a thief

A thief he will rob you
Of her love that you crave
On top of Old Smokey
Let them dig my cold grave

A grave will decay you
It will turn you to dust
No more will betray you
A girl of your past trust

A sweet girl may kiss you
But she’ll tell you some lies
True love you will miss too
Not found in her disguise

She’ll say that she loves you
Your heart will feel at ease
There’s some guy above you
That she’ll court when she sees

On top of Old Smokey
That hill called Clingman’s dome
I sing in a low key
As I sit all alone

A thief he will rob you
Of her love that you crave
On top of Old Smokey
Let them dig my cold grave

Catfish Jones (Larry W Jones 02/25/2019) (song #7438)

Well, they call me Catfish Jones
I’m part catfish in my bones
I don’t need no catfish guide
I know where them catfish hide

I am the catfish king of Louisian
I catch ‘em with a cane pole in my hand
They say I smell like catfish pheromones
Well, guess that’s why they call me Catfish Jones

(Instrumental)

Catfish and I come to terms
When I feed ‘em big ol worms
Long strings of catfish confirms
Why they call me Catfish Jones

Down on the bayou in ol Louisian
I am the guy who knows just how to land
A big ol flathead full of catfish bones
That’s why all Cajuns call me Catfish Jones

Well, they call me Catfish Jones
I’m part catfish in my bones

Back To The Western Range (Larry W Jones 02/25/2019) (song #7439)

Well, it’s so easy to get trapped
Inside this electronic age
Making progress and seeing change
To cowboys makes no sense and strange

But I think I’ve figured it out
Just how to rid myself of doubt
This life I live I’ll rearrange
Going back to the western range

(Instrumental)

If you email, I’ll not respond
For of such things I am not fond
I guess I’m just not into change
Going back to the western range

Yes I think I’ve figured it out
Just how to rid myself of doubt
This life I live I’ll rearrange
Going back to the western range

(Instrumental)

Today I’m cutting the cable
Get my saddle from the stable
This life I live I’ll rearrange
Going back to the western range

The west is where I’ll figure out
What the good life is all about
Where life and love will interchange
Going back to the western range

Down On The Gulf Of Mexico (Larry W Jones 02/25/2019) (song #7440)

Small waves were rollin’ on the Texas sand
As I was sittin’ and holdin’ your hand
I was ten and you nine long time ago
Away down on the gulf of Mexico

Ten years later I was your married man
That’s when you and I started makin’ plans
We decided then and there to take things slow
Away down on the gulf of Mexico

(Instrumental)

Those small waves still roll on the Texas sand
And big sea gulls fly where new lovers stand
I still love you more than you’ll ever know
Away down on the gulf of Mexico

Seventy years of livin’, thank God above
Fifty years we’re married, all filled with love
Glad we decided then to take things slow
Away down on the gulf of Mexico

Glad we decided then to take things slow
Away down on the gulf of Mexico

Jamaica Fare Thee Well (Larry W Jones 02/25/2019) (song #7441)

Well, down to the islands I sailed one day
I stopped at Jamaica to laugh and play
Green Mountain coffee tasted mighty nice
Jamaican rum was good with cola and ice

Now my mind is numb from Jamaican rum
I hear the peel of the island steel drum
I said goodbye to a Jamaican belle
And now I say Jamaica fare thee well

Yellow birds flying through the tropic air
Buying in the market without a care
Oh, how I hate to leave where trade winds blow
Jamaica fare the well for I must go

Now my mind is numb from Jamaican rum
I hear the peel of the island steel drum
I said goodbye to a Jamaican belle
And now I say Jamaica fare thee well

Down in Montego you will find a bay
Where you can dance the moonlit night away
Or by day sail on a catamaran
Forget about the mail and business man

Now my mind is numb from Jamaican rum
I hear the peel of the island steel drum
I said goodbye to a Jamaican belle
And now I say Jamaica fare thee well

My New Love Is Margarita (Larry W Jones 02/27/2019) (song #7442)

Now, let me tell you about my new love
Her name rhymes with senorita
And if I have to spell it out, I’ll shout
My new love is margarita

Oh, I don’t know where my old love lives now
I hear she went to Topeka
I mix lime and salt because I learned how
My new love is margarita

(Instrumental)

Margarita makes me forget her lies
And now I know I’m more than wise
I pour margarita by the pint size
Margarita I idolize

I don’t know why my old love departed
My new love’s a senorita
And she never leaves me brokenhearted
My new love is margarita

My new love’s a senorita
My new love is margarita

Where The Louisiana Bayous Flow (Larry W Jones 02/28/2019) (song #7443)

Way down in Louisian not many years ago
Lived an old Uncle Tom called Pappy Snow
Old Pappy played the banjo and the tambourine
His bones rattled as never heard or seen
Where the Louisiana bayous flow, bayous flow
Where the Louisiana bayous flow

One night Pappy started off to play for some chums
But fortified with a bounty of rum
Well, along the road he saw a log, long and black
Pappy laid down his banjo in his sack
Where the Louisiana bayous flow, bayous flow
Where the Louisiana bayous flow

(Instrumental)

Pappy said, old chap, I’ll move this log from its place
That log didn’t move, stared him in the face
Pappy made a big mistake, it was not a log
Cause he was in an alligator bog
Where the Louisiana bayous flow, bayous flow
Where the Louisiana bayous flow

That log was a gator with two eyes spaced out wide
One chomp and his teeth went through Pappy’s hide
Well, they looked but all they found was his old banjo
Gator took the last breath of Pappy Snow
Where the Louisiana bayous flow, bayous flow
Where the Louisiana bayous flow

Gator took the last breath of Pappy Snow
Where the Louisiana bayous flow, bayous flow
Where the Louisiana bayous flow

Traveling Back To Georgia (Larry W Jones 02/28/2019) (song #7444)

I’m travelling back to Georgia, for that good Dixie Land to see
That’s the place I left to wander, when I needed to be set free
Now I’m getting old and weary, and I’m now tired of roaming too
I’ll make my way back to Dixie, and I’ll say goodbye to the blues

I’m travelling back to Georgia
Yes, I’m travelling back
I’ll be travelling night and day
Following railroad tracks
I’m travelling back to Georgia
No man can keep me away

(Instrumental)

I’m travelling back to Georgia, to the good land where I was born
Where my Daddy planted cotton, and long rows of sweet yellow corn
I’ll be happy to see fam’ly, and the house in the country lane
Where the red roses grow bram’ bly, yes, I’m travelling back again

I’m travelling back to Georgia
Yes, I’m travelling back
I’ll be travelling night and day
Following railroad tracks
I’m travelling back to Georgia
No man can keep me away

(Instrumental)

To live again, die in Georgia, will suit me fine and to a tee
Help Daddy hoe corn and cotton, yes, oh so happy I will be
I’ll hunt the old coon and possum, dance and the banjo I will play
And when I get back to Georgia, I’m never gonna go away

I’m travelling back to Georgia
Yes, I’m travelling back
I’ll be travelling night and day
Following railroad tracks
I’m travelling back to Georgia
No man can keep me away

Lovely Melinda May (Larry W Jones 03/01/2019) (song #7445)

Lovely Melinda, come to me, my dear
I’ve long been waiting, waiting just for you
Lovely Melinda, now dry up your tears
And walk with me in the new morning dew

Lovely Melinda, Melinda, Melinda May
I’d walk a country mile or two for you any day
Let me see you smile dear, my sweet Melinda May

(Instrumental)

Laugh in the warm sunshine, weep in the rain
Walk with me down where the lily pads bloom
Over in the meadow, down in the lane
Please come Melinda and be my perfume

Lovely Melinda, Melinda, Melinda May
I’d walk a country mile or two for you any day
Let me see you smile dear, my sweet Melinda May

(Instrumental)

Lovely Melinda, you’re soft as moonbeams
No pretty flower ever bloomed so fair
You’re like the roses blooming by the stream
And you can sing like the birds in the air

Lovely Melinda, Melinda, Melinda May
I’d walk a country mile or two for you any day
Let me see you smile dear, my sweet Melinda May

Cornpone Jones Of Caroline (Larry W Jones 03/02/2019) (song #7446)

I’ve often heard it said of late
Carolina is the best state
Where a real country boy can shine
Like Cornpone Jones of Caroline

Now, my dear Mama done told me
I’m the best looking country boy
And in the mirror I could see
Mama was right I saw with joy

I dressed myself from head to toe
And down to Dinah I did go
My new coveralls fit just fine
On Cornpone Jones of Caroline

Her bulldog cleared me from her yard
I thought I’d better leave my card
I tied it to the fence with twine
Signed Cornpone Jones of Caroline

For my card a letter she wrote
I read it over note for note
And her love words on every line
Said Cornpone Jones of Caroline

They say beauty is but skin deep
But with Dinah none can compete
Dinah changed her name from Miss Dine
To Cornbpone Jones of Caroline

And every little Jones she had
Was just as handsome as his Dad
Cause when he looked his face would shine
Like Cornpone Jones of Caroline

Chatting Down Pat In Chattanooga (Larry W Jones 03/02/2019) (song #7448)

Well, I’ve got chattin’ down pat in Chattanooga
Pat is the cutest Dixie belle
Makes my breathing hard and my heart go ah-ooo-ga
I’ve been chattin’ down Pat a spell

Yes, I’ve got chattin’ down pat in Chattanooga
Love bugs circled and sat on me
I talked Pat into dancing in Chattanooga
That is that for the world to see

Yes, I’ve got chattin’ down pat in Chattanooga

(Instrumental)

Well, I was up at the bat in Chattanooga
Knocked a home run and tipped my hat
I no longer roam and Pat is why I’ll clue ya
Chattin’ down pat in Chattanooga

Yes, I’ve got chattin’ down pat in Chattanooga
Love bugs circled and sat on me
I talked Pat into dancing in Chattanooga
That is that for the world to see

Yes, I’ve got chattin’ down pat in Chattanooga

Mattress By The Curtain (Larry W Jones 03/04/2019) (song #7449)

Two old chums resided in a nursing home for the aged
Bedridden in their mattresses as their life faded away
A curtain was hung between them for solitude and care
And another one was hung to cover the window there

Bob’s mattress was next to the window so he could see out
He would tell old Dan what the outside world was all about

Bob and Dan told each other about their lives and travails
The memories they both shared was truth and a few tall tales
Bob pulled back the curtain and said Summer had turned to Fall
And to Dan who was hidden he tried to explain it all

From his mattress by the curtain Bob told Dan how kids ran
Old Dan felt certain that Bob must have been sent by God’s plan
He could not see the young couples Bob said strolled by the lake
Or families in the park playing games and grilling steak

On a cold December morning Dan could tell it was dawn
When they pulled back his divider he saw that Bob was gone
They moved old Dan to the mattress by the curtain that day
As he shed a tear for Bob his chum who had passed away

Dan pulled back the curtain to see what he could really see
There was nothing but an old stone wall, not a single tree

Soon a man named Jim came to the nursing home for the aged
Bedridden in his mattress as his life faded away
Now in the mattress by the curtain old Dan could see out
He would tell old Jim what the outside world was all about

Dan and Jim told each other about their lives and travails
The memories they both shared was truth and a few tall tales
Dan pulled back the curtain and said Summer had turned to Fall
And to Jim who was hidden he tried to explain it all

From the mattress by the curtain old Dan explained it all

Good Morning Mountain Dew (Larry W Jones 03/04/2019) (song #7450)

Good morning mountain dew
I’ll start my day with you
That way I won’t be blue
Good morning mountain dew

How I miss her warm kiss
Sweet as the morning mist
Where she is I’ve no clue
Good morning mountain dew

(Instrumental)

Sit on this porch for hours
Count pedals on the flow’rs
They die and then they’re through
Good morning mountain dew

Good morning mountain dew
I’ll start my day with you
That way I won’t be blue
Good morning mountain dew

(Instrumental)

Often I think of you
And good times we went through
My next thought’s right on cue
Good morning mountain dew

Good morning mountain dew
I’ll start my day with you
That way I won’t be blue
Good morning mountain dew

Spirit Of St Louis (Larry W Jones 03/04/2019) (song #7451)

Left Long Island on one early morning
T’was Friday May twenty, twenty seven
The takeoff was long and quite alarming
But Lucky Lindy flew toward the heavens

That new Wright engine was just a-humming
As Lindberg flew on through the endless sky
To his ears it sounded like smooth drumming
Toward Paris Lindy made the Spirit fly

(Instrumental)

Over waves that looked like deep blue mountains
The ocean never looked so deep and wide
Unafraid, the hours Lindy kept countin’
Spirit of St Louis flew on in stride

A mob of French people saw the landing
Then Lucky Lindy climbed out with a sigh
Spirit of St Louis he commanded
Now hangs in a museum full of pride

Spirit of St Louis he commanded
Now hangs in a museum full of pride

Ballad Of A Cowboy Star (Larry W Jones 03/05/2019) (song #7452)

Ride on ride on cowboy star, top hand cowboy’s what you are

Lived a cowboy in our town, best top-hand from all around
Tall and handsome, lanky bones, folks just called him cowboy Jones
He loved a cowgirl named Jane, who lived down a country lane

Ride on ride on cowboy star, top hand cowboy’s what you are

Jones was best in all the west, but with that was not obsessed
He cared not, this cowboy star, for some other girl he swore
He loved a cowgirl named Jane, who lived down a country lane

Ride on ride on cowboy star, top hand cowboy’s what you are

Jones would marry her next June, under a full Texas moon
Then a man with lots of dough, offered Jones the rodeo
He left his cowgirl named Jane, who lived down a country lane

Ride on ride on cowboy star, top hand cowboy’s what you are

Jones became a cowboy star, Texas wide and then afar
Trophy buckles and a name, something was lost in his fame
He missed his cowgirl named Jane, who lived down a country lane

Ride on ride on cowboy star, top hand cowboy’s what you are

So one day the cowboy star, packed his saddle, spurs, guitar
Quit the rodeo and fame, headed home to things mundane
Married his cowgirl named Jane, who lived down a country lane

Cowboy Jones til now remains, down the lane with cowgirl Jane

Blue Tail Fly (Larry W Jones 03/05/2019) (song #7453)

When I was young I used to wait on my master with dinner plate
Passed the bottle when he got dry and brushed away the blue tail fly