Yesterday's Roses"Yesterday's Roses"
Roses, pressed in a bible
Bring wonderful memories of you
Roses, withered and faded
The same as the love we once knew
Yesterday's roses covered with teardrops
A Halfway Chance With YouIf half of all the things you say, were true instead of lies
Then there'd be only half as many teardrops in my eyes
If half of all the dreams I dream, were ever to come true
Then in my heart I'd feel I had, a half-way chance with you
If most of all the things I hear, were only half-way true
Then I'd be half-way happy dear and only half as blue
If you spent half the time with me, you spend with someone new
Ain't I RightYou came down to this southern town last summer
To show the folks a brand new way of life
But all you've shown the folks around here is trouble
And you've only added misery to their strife
Your concern is not to help the people
And I'll say again, though it's been often said
Your concern is just to bring discomfort, my friend
And your policy is just a little red
April Fools DayIt should be April Fools Day cause you've been foolin' me
All the things you promised just weren't meant to be
You lied, you lied you cheated, you never could be true
It should be April Fools Day and the joke should be on you
It hurt me so to see you go you're secret love and you
As in the past, for now, at last I found someone new
Your secret love has left you and I found someone new
Ballad of AlamoIn the southern part of Texas, in the town of San Antone,
There's a fortress all in ruin that the weeds have overgrown.
You may look in vain for crosses and you'll never see a one,
But sometime between the setting and the rising of the sun,
You can hear a ghostly bugle as the men go marching by;
You can hear them as they answer to that roll call in the sky:
Colonel Travis, Davy Crockett and a hundred eighty more;
Captain Dickenson, Jim Bowie, present and accounted for.
Ballad of the AlamoIn the southern part of Texas
In the town of San Antone
There's a fortress all in ruins that the weeds have overgrown
You may look in vain for crosses and you'll never see a-one
But sometimes between the setting and the rising of the sun
You can hear a ghostly bugle
As the men go marching by
You can hear them as they answer
Beyond the ReefSongwriters: DARBY, KEN LORIN /
Beyond the reef where the sea is dark and cold
My love has gone, and my dreams grow old
There'll be no tears, there'll be no regretting
Will she remember me will she forget?
I'll send a thousand flowers where the trade winds blow
Big IronTo the town of Agua Fria rode a stranger one fine day
Hardly spoke to folks around him didn't have too much to say
No one dared to ask his business no one dared to make a slip
for the stranger there among them had a big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip
It was early in the morning when he rode into the town
He came riding from the south side slowly lookin' all around
Billy The KidI'll sing you a true song of Billy the Kid
I'll sing of some desperate deeds that he did
Way out in New Mexico long long ago
When a man's only chance was his own forty-four.
When Billy the Kid was a very young lad
In old Silver City he went to the bad
Way out in the West with a gun in his hand
At the age of twelve years he did kill his first man.
Cigarettes And Coffee BluesI guess I'll take a walk tonight
I know that I can't sleep
And I won't go to bed at all
I'll just lay there and weep
Instead, I'll make our favorite spot
That's what I think I'll do
I got those smokin' cigarettes
And drinkin' coffee blues
Continental Suit
Well, he walked out in the arena
All dressed up to the brim
Said he's just came down
From a place called Highland Rim
Well, he said he came to ride the horse
The one they called The Brute
But he didn't look like a cowboy
Cool WaterAll day I've faced the barren waste
Without the taste of water, cool water
Old Dan and I with throats burned dry
And souls that cry for water, cool, clear water
CHORUS:
Keep a-movin', Dan, don't you listen to him, Dan
He's a devil not a man
Doggone CowboyI'm kin to the rovin' wind that brings the norther in
Along that dusty trail I'll take my stand
The steers are big and bold and the nights are often cold
But I'll get by so long as I can
Throw that rope and brand that calf dream of a girl in a photograph
I got no home I got no wife but I'll be a doggone cowboy all of my life
Don't Let Me Touch YouGuess who I saw today and I asked him about you
I saw your new love and it was plain he cares about you
But I'll wait until he's out of town
Then I'll call you up and want to come around
But don't let me touch you don't let me get close to you
Though I might say nice things and I might bring a rose to you
There's just a chance your old romance might burn anew
El PasoOut in the West Texas town of El Paso
I fell in love with a Mexican girl.
Night-time would find me in Rosa's cantina;
Music would play and Felina would whirl.
Blacker than night were the eyes of Felina,
Wicked and evil while casting a spell.
My love was deep for this Mexican maiden;
El Paso CityFrom thirty thousand feet above the desert floor I see it there below
A city with the legend the west Texas city of El Paso
Where long ago I heard a song about a Texas cowboy and a girl
And a little place called Rose's where he used to go and watch this beauty whirl
I don't recall who sang the song but I recall the story that I heard
And as I look down on the city I remember each and every word
The singer sang about a jealous cowboy and the way he used a gun
Five BrothersFive brothers who left Arkansas
Set out to find the gambler
Who murdered their pa
Five brothers and three in their teens
Gotta find the man
Who killed their pa in New Orleans
They heard of him in Houston
Ghostriders In The Sky Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-o
Ghost riders in the sky
An old cowpoke went ridin' out one dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw
Plowin' through the ragged sky, and up a cloudy draw
Gossip Don't listen to gossip whatever you do
It's usually lies that you'll hear
What they say about me they say about you
So kiss me and dry up your tears
And don't you believe what they say about me
They're tryin' to keep us apart
The vows that were spoken weren't meant to be broken
I Couldn't Believe It Was TrueLast night I come home and I knocked on my door
I called to my love as I oft had before
I knocked and I knocked but no answer it came
No kisses to greet me no voice called my name
I couldn't believe it was true oh Lord I couldn't believe it was true
My eyes filled with tears I must have aged ten years
I couldn't believe it was true
I Heard The Bluebirds SingI met a girl down in the hills that gave my lonely heart a thrill
Her beauty seemed just like a breath of spring
And when I looked into her eyes I thought it blue as a summer skies
When I held her hand in mine I heard the bluebirds sing
They sang of wondering (wondering if he loves her)
Will she marry (marry if he asks her)
Will her heart be (heart be true for him for) then and evermore
Just MarriedJust married this mornin'.
How happy they are.
"Just Married" written on
The window of a-their car.
It broke my heart
To see them drive away.
I lost the one I love today.
Long Tall SallyGonna tell Aunt Mary bout Uncle John
He says he has the blues but he has a lot of fun
Oh baby yea yea yea oh baby woo baby
Have-a-me some fun tonight
Well long tall Sally she's big as street
She got everything that Uncle John need
Oh baby yea yea yea oh baby woo baby
Mr. ShortyNobody knew where he came from
They only knew he came in
Slowly he walked to the end of the bar
And he ordered up one slug of gin
Well, I could see that he wasn't a large man
I could tell that he wasn't too tall
I judged him to be 'bout five foot three
Oh My Love My DarlingOh my love my darling
I've hungered for your touch
A long lonely time
Time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much
Are you still mine
I need your love
I need your love
Oh, ReginaOh, Regina, do you ever think about me
While you're lyin' in your bed
Oh Regina, oh Regina
Does the one you're lyin' next to
Satisfy you like you said I always did
Oh Regina, oh Regina
While you're makin' love to him
Private Wilson WhitePrivate Wilson White, America is proud tonight
Proud to claim you for their hero, Private White
On a battlefield one day in a land so far away
Mid the rattle of machine guns in the dawn's first golden light
Twenty men lay close to death, nineteen of them held their breath
While one volunteered to save them, volunteered to give his life
Red River ValleyFrom this valley they say you are leaving
We shall miss your bright eyes and sweet smile
For you take with you all of the sunshine
That has brightened our pathway a while
Then come sit by my side if you love me
Do not hasten to bid me adieu
Just remember the Red River Valley
Running GunI rode out of Kansas City, going south to Mexico
I was running dodging danger,left the girl that I loved so
Far behind lay Kansas City and the past that I had earned
Twenty notches on my six gun marked the lessons I had learned
Many times I sold my fast gun for a place to lay my head
Till the nights began to haunt me by the men that I left dead
Couldn't stand it any longer with the life that I'd begun
Saddle TrampThey call me a drifter, they say I'm no good
I'll never amount to a thing
Well I may be a drifter and I may be no good
There's joy in this song that I sing.
Saddle tramp, saddle tramp
I'm as free as the breeze and I ride where I please
Saddle tramp, saddle tramp.
San AngeloNorth of the border of Old Mexico
I rode one day to the cowtown of San Angelo
A hot sun was glowing, a warm wind was blowing
Still not as warm as the lips that I waited to kiss
Cheeks that would blush in red roses to shame
Lips that were fresher than flowers when kissed by the rain
Dark eyes that sparkled much brighter than diamonds
Small Man He was a small man but this man was all man
He was accustomed to danger
He knew the badlands, he knew every bad man
This man was a ranger, ranger, ranger
Into the township of Pecos he rode
Everyone noticed this stranger
Plainly it showed in the way that he rode in
Streets of LaredoAs I walked out in the streets of Laredo
As I walked out in Laredo one day.
I spied a young cowboy, wrapped all in white linnen
Wrapped in white linnen, as cold as the clay.
Oh beat the drum slowly, and play the fife lowly
Sing the death march as you carry me along
Take me to the valley, there lay the sod ore me
The Hanging TreeI came to town to search for gold
And I brought with me a memory
And I seem to hear the night wind cry,
"Go hang your dreams on the hangin' tree
Your dreams of love that could never be
Hang your faded dreams on the hangin' tree!"
I searched tor gold and I found my gold
The Master's CallWhen I was but a young man I was wild and full of fire
A youth within my teens, but full of challenge and desire
I ran away from home and left my mother and my dad
I know it grieved them so to think their only boy was bad
I fell in with an outlaw band, their names were known quite well
How many times we robbed and plundered, I could never tell
This kind of sinful living leads only to a fall
The Same Two LipsThe same two lips that once told me they loved me
Are the same two lips that now tell me goodbye
And the same two hands that once held mine so tightly
Are the same two hands that now push me aside
The same two eyes that looked at me so fondly
Are the same two eyes that look at someone else
And the same two lips I've taught to say I love you
The story of my lifeSomeday I'm going to write
The story of my life
I'll tell about the night we met
And how my heart can't forget
The way you smiled at me
I want the world to know
The story of my life
They're Hanging Me TonightWhen I hear the rain a comin' down it makes me sad and blue
Was on a rainy night like this that Flo said we were through.
I told her how I loved her, and I begged her not to go
But another man had changed her mind so I said goodbye to Flo.
Alone within my cell tonight my heart is filled with fear
The only sound within the room is the falling of each tear.
I think about the thing I've done, I know it wasn't right
Twentieth Century DrifterDrivin' my race car is my way of making a livin'
My way of puttin' the bread on the table at home
I'm gettin' back about half as much as I'm givin'
And I couldn't make it without a good woman at home
First place could be just a dream but I'm gonna chase it
Finishing out of the top ten is nothing but bad
And a junker won't ever be first I might as well face it
Until We Meet Again(Goodbye my love, goodbye my love)
This is goodbye, my love
Try not to cry, my love
Kiss me and miss me, love
Until we meet again
No lips will touch my own