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To the town of Agua Fria rode a stranger one fine day
Hardly spoke to folks around him didn't have too much to say No one dared to ask his business no one dared to make a slip for the stranger there amongst 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 He's an outlaw loose and running came the whisper from each lip And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip big iron on his hip In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red Many men had tried to take him and that many men were dead He was vicious and a killer though a youth of twenty four And the notches on his pistol numbered one an nineteen more One and nineteen more Now the stranger started talking made it plain to folks around Was an Arizona ranger wouldn't be too long in town He came here to take an outlaw back alive or maybe dead And he said it didn't matter he was after Texas Red After Texas Red Wasn't long before the story was relayed to Texas Red But the outlaw didn't worry men that tried before were dead Twenty men had tried to take twenty men had made a slip Twenty one would be the ranger with the big iron on his hip Big iron on his hip The morning passed so quickly it was time for them to meet It was twenty past eleven when they walked out in the street Folks were watching from their windows every-body held their breath They knew this handsome ranger was about to meet his death About to meet his death There was forty feet between them when they stopped to make their play And the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about to-day Texas Red had not cleared leather when a bullet fairly ripped And the rangers aim was deadly with the big iron on his hip Big iron on his hip It was over in a moment and the folks had gathered round There before them lay the body of the outlaw on the ground Oh he might have gone on living but he made one fatal slip When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip Big iron on his hip Big iron Big iron When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip |
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I got a hundred and sixty acres in the valley
Got a hundred and sixty acres of the best Got an old stove there that'll cook three square And a bunk where I can lay me down to rest. Up at dawn to greet the sun I've forgotten what a care or worry means Head for home when day is done With my pocket money jinglin' in my jeans. I've got a hundred and sixty acres full of sunshine Got a hundred and sixty million stars above Got an old paint hoss, I'm the guy who's boss On the hundred and sixty acres that I love! Up at dawn to greet the sun I've forgotten what a care or worry means Head for home when day is done With my pocket money jinglin' in my jeans. I've got a hundred and sixty acres full of sunshine Got a hundred and sixty million stars above Got an old paint hoss, I'm the guy who's boss On the hundred and sixty acres that I love! Got an old paint hoss, I'm the guy who's boss On the hundred and sixty acres that I love! |
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All day I've faced a 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 Keep a-movin, Dan, dontcha listen to him, Dan He's a devil, not a man He spreads the burning sand with water Dan, can ya see that big, green tree? Where the water's runnin' free And it's waitin' there for me and you? The nights are cool and I'm a fool Each star's a pool of water Cool water But with the dawn I'll wake and yawn And carry on to water Water, water, water Keep a-movin, Dan, don't you listen to him, Dan He's a devil, not a man He spreads the burning sand with water Dan, can ya see that big, green tree? Where the water's runnin' free And it's waitin' there for me and you? Cool, clear, water Cool, clear, water |
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| 2:19 |
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I'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. There's Mexican maidens play guitars and sing Songs about Billy, their boy bandit king 'Ere his young manhood has reached his sad end With a notch an his pistol for twenty one men! Was on a sad night when poor Billy died He said to his friend, "I'm not satisfied There's twenty one men I have put bullets through Sheriff Pat Garrett must make twenty two!" I'll sing you how Billy the Kid met his fate The bright moon was shinin', the hour was late Shot down by Pat Garrett who once was his friend The young outlaw's life is now come to an end. There's many a man with a face fine and fair Who start out in life with a chance to be square Just like poor Billy they wander astray They'll lose their lives in the very same way! |
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| 3:13 |
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And now my friends you've asked me what makes me sad and still
And why my brow is darkened like the clouds upon the hill Run in your ponies closer and I'll tell to you my tale Of Utah Carol my partner and his last ride on the trail We rode the range together and rode it side by side I loved him like a brother, and I wept when Utah died We were rounding up one morning when work was almost done When on his side the cattle started on a frightened run Underneath the saddle that the boss's daughter rode Utah that very morning had placed a bright red robe So the saddle might ride easy for Lenore his little friend And it was this red blanket that brought him to his end The blanket was now dragging behind her on the ground The frightened cattle saw it and charged it with a bound Lenore then saw her danger and turned her pony's face And leaning in the saddle tied the blanket to its place But in leaning lost her balance, fell in front of that wild tide "Lay still Lenore I'm coming" were the words that Utah cried His faithful pony saw her and reached her in a bound I thought he'd been successful, and raised her from the ground But the weight upon the saddle had not been felt before His backcinch snapped like thunder and he fell by Lenore Picking up the blanket he swung it over his head And started cross the prairie, "Lay still Lenore" he said When he got the stampede turned and saved Lenore his friend He turned to face the cattle and meet his fatal end His six gun flashed like lightning, the report rang loud and clear As the cattle rushed and killed him he dropped the leading steer On his funeral morning I heard the preacher say I hope we'll all meet Utah at the roundup far away Then they wrapped him in a blanket that saved his little friend And it was this red blanket that brought him to his end |
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I was hangin' 'round town, just spendin' my time
Out of a job, not earnin' a dime A feller steps up and he said, "I suppose You're a bronc fighter from looks of your clothes." "You figures me right, I'm a good one." I claim "Do you happen to have any bad ones to tame?" Said "He's got one, a bad one to buck At throwin' good riders, he's had lots of luck." I gets all het up and I ask what he pays To ride this old nag for a couple of days He offered me ten; I said, "I'm your man, A bronc never lived that I couldn't span." He said: "Get your saddle, I'll give you a chance" In his buckboard we hopped and he drives to the ranch I stayed 'til mornin' and right after chuck I stepped out to see if this outlaw can buck. Down in the horse corral standin' alone Is an old Caballo, a Strawberry Roan His legs are all spavined, he's got pigeon toes Little pig eyes and a big Roman nose Little pin ears that touched at the tip A big forty four brand was on his left hip You-necked and old, with a long, lower jaw I could see with one eye, he's a regular outlaw. I gets the blinds on 'I'm and it sure is a fright Next comes the saddle and I screws it down tight Then I steps on 'I'm and I raises the blinds Get outta the way boys, he's gonna unwind He sure is a frog-walker, he heaves a big sigh He only lacks wings, for to be on the fly He turns his old belly right up to the sun He sure is a sun-fishin', son-of-a-gun. He's about the worst bucker I've seen on the range He'll turn on a Nickel and give you some change He hits on all fours and goes up on high Leaves me a spinnin' up there in the sky I turns over twice and I comes back to earth I lights in a cussin' the day of his birth I know there are ponies that I cannot ride There's some of them left, they haven't all died. I'll bet all my money, the man ain't alive That'll stay with Old Strawberry When he makes his high dive. |
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When 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 went 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 I learned that much and more the night I heard my Master's call One night we rustled cattle, a thousand head or so And started then out on the trail that leads to Mexico When a norther started blowing and lightning flashed about I thought someone was calling me, I thought I heard a shout Then at that moment lightning struck not twenty yards from me And left there was a giant cross where once there was a tree This time I knew I heard a voice, a voice so sweet and strange A voice that came from everywhere, a voice that called my name So frightened I was thinking of sinful deeds I'd done I failed to see the thousand head of cattle start to run The cattle they stampeded, were running all around My pony ran but stumbled and it threw me to the ground I felt the end was near, that death would be the price When another bolt of lightning showed the face of Jesus Christ And I cried oh Lord forgive me, don't let it happen now I want to live for you alone, Oh God these words I vow My wicked past unfolded and I thought of wasted years When another bolt of lightning killed a hundred head of steers And the others rushed on by me and I was left to live The Master had a reason,life is his to take or give A miracle performed that night, I wasn't meant to die The dead ones formed a barricade nearly six or seven high And right behind it there was I, afraid but safe and sound I cried in vain for mercy kneeling there upon the ground A pardon I was granted, my sinful soul set free No more to fear the angry waves upon life's stormy seas Forgiven by the love of God, a love that will remain I learned that much and more the night the Saviour called my name ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By ROBBINS, MARTY <i>Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.</i> |
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I 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 lay dead Couldn't, stand it any longer with the, life that I'd begun So I, said good-bye to Jeannie and, became a running gun I rode into Amarillo as the sun sank in the west My thoughts in Kansas City and the girl that I love best As I smiled and kissed her gently and then turned around to go Said I'd send for her to meet me when I reached old Mexico I had barely left the saddle and my foot just touched the ground When a cold voice from the shadows told me not to turn around Said he new about my fast gun,new the price paid by the law Challenged by a bounty hunter,so I turned around to draw I knew someday I'd meet him for his hand like lightning flashed My own gun stayed in leather as his bullet tore it's path As my strength was slowly fading,I could see him walk away And I knew that where I lie today,he to must lie some day Now my strength is slowly fading and my eyes are growing dim And my thoughts return to Jeannie and the home that we had planned Oh please tell her won't you mister that she's still the only one But a woman's love is waisted when she loves a running gun |
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| 4:19 |
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Out in the West Texas town of El Paso
I fell in love with a Mexican girl Nighttime 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 I was in love, but in vain I could tell One night a wild young cowboy came in Wild as the West Texas wind Dashing and daring, a drink he was sharing With wicked Felina, the girl that I loved So in anger I challenged his right for the love of this maiden Down went his hand for the gun that he wore My challenge was answered in less than a heartbeat The handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor Just for a moment I stood there In silence Shocked by the foul evil deed I had done Many thoughts raced through my mind as I stood there I had but one chance and that was to run Out through the back door of Rosa's I ran Out where the horses were tied I caught a good one, it looked like it could run Up on its back and away I did ride Just as fast as I could from the West Texas town of El Paso Out to the badlands of New Mexico Back in El Paso my life would be worthless Everything's gone, in life nothing is left It's been so long since I've seen the young maiden My love is stronger than my fear of death I saddled up and away I did go Riding alone in the dark Maybe tomorrow a bullet may find me Tonight nothing's worse than this pain in my heart And at last here I am on the hill overlooking El Paso I can see Rosa's Cantina below My love is strong and it pushes me onward Down off the hill to Felina I go Off to my right I see five mounted cowboys Off to my left ride a dozen or more Shouting and shooting, I can't let them catch me I have to make it to Rosa's back door Something is dreadfully wrong, for I feel A deep burning pain in my side Though I am trying to stay in the saddle I'm getting weary, unable to ride But my love for Felina is strong and I rise where I've fallen Though I am weary, I can't stop to rest I see the white puff of smoke from the rifle I feel the bullet go deep in my chest From out of nowhere Felina has found me Kissing my cheek as she kneels by my side Cradled by two loving arms that I'll die for One little kiss, then Felina good-bye |
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I'm as sad as the willow
That weeps in the valley Since you've gone, Since you've gone from my arms I'm as sad as the cold wind That rythes in the treetops, I'll be lonesome until you return Come back, come back, Come back to the valley, Come back to this poor cowboy's arms I will weep like the willow That weeps in the valley, I'll be lonesome until you return Come back, come back, Come back to the valley, Come back to this poor cowboy's arms I will weep like the willow That weeps in the valley, I'll be lonesome until you return |
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I 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 (Never be) Hang your faded dreams on the hangin' tree (The hangin' tree) I searched tor gold and I found my gold And I found a girl who loved just me And I wished that I could love her too But I'd left my heart on the hangin' tree I'd left my heart with a memory (A memory) And a faded dream on the hangin' tree (The hangin' tree) Now there were men who craved my gold (Ooh ooh) And meant to take my gold from me (Ooh ooh) When a man is gone he needs no gold So they carried me to the hangin' tree To join my dreams and a memory (A memory) Yes, they carried me to the hangin' tree (The hangin' tree) To really live you must almost die (What do I) And it happened just that way with me (What do I) They took the gold and set me free And I walked away from the hangin' tree I walked away from the hangin' tree (The hangin' tree) And my own true love, she walked with me (Aah aah aah aah) That's when I knew that the hangin' tree Was a tree of life, new life for me (Aah aah, aah aah aah) A tree of hope, new hope for me A tree of love, new love tor me The hangin' tree (The hangin' tree) The hangin' tree |
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| 2:03 |
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They call me a drifter, they say I'm no good
I쨈ll 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. At night I will rest 'neath a blanket of blue Doubt if I ever will change I might even dream of a lady I knew Might even whisper her name Saddle tramp, saddle tramp I'm as free as the breeze and I ride where I please Saddle tramp. I might even wind up in Idaho And visit a cute little miss A sweet little someone I used to know And I might even stop long enough for a kiss. Saddle tramp, saddle tramp I'm as free as the breeze and I ride where I please Saddle tramp, saddle tramp. Might even ride back through Phoenix someday Might even stop for awhile But branded, no never! I쨈ll not be tied down Trapped by a fair lady쨈s smile. Saddle tramp, saddle tramp I'm as free as the breeze and I ride where I please Saddle tramp |
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Out in the West Texas town of El Paso
I fell in love with a Mexican girl Nighttime 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 I was in love, but in vain I could tell One night a wild young cowboy came in Wild as the West Texas wind Dashing and daring, a drink he was sharing With wicked Felina, the girl that I loved So in anger I challenged his right for the love of this maiden Down went his hand for the gun that he wore My challenge was answered in less than a heartbeat The handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor Just for a moment I stood there In silence Shocked by the foul evil deed I had done Many thoughts raced through my mind as I stood there I had but one chance and that was to run Out through the back door of Rosa's I ran Out where the horses were tied I caught a good one, it looked like it could run Up on its back and away I did ride Just as fast as I could from the West Texas town of El Paso Out to the badlands of New Mexico Back in El Paso my life would be worthless Everything's gone, in life nothing is left It's been so long since I've seen the young maiden My love is stronger than my fear of death I saddled up and away I did go Riding alone in the dark Maybe tomorrow a bullet may find me Tonight nothing's worse than this pain in my heart And at last here I am on the hill overlooking El Paso I can see Rosa's Cantina below My love is strong and it pushes me onward Down off the hill to Felina I go Off to my right I see five mounted cowboys Off to my left ride a dozen or more Shouting and shooting, I can't let them catch me I have to make it to Rosa's back door Something is dreadfully wrong, for I feel A deep burning pain in my side Though I am trying to stay in the saddle I'm getting weary, unable to ride But my love for Felina is strong and I rise where I've fallen Though I am weary, I can't stop to rest I see the white puff of smoke from the rifle I feel the bullet go deep in my chest From out of nowhere Felina has found me Kissing my cheek as she kneels by my side Cradled by two loving arms that I'll die for One little kiss, then Felina good-bye |
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