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from Michael Martin Murphey - River Of Time (1988) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - River Of Time (1988)
I'm not through with loving you it's just that you're gone
Nothing I can say or do can undo what's done You took my heart along when you went away I gave all my love I'll get it back some day In the river of time I'll forgive and forget Sweet peace of mind will be just round the bend I'll stay afloat on the tears that I've cried And let them memories all go down the river of time I'll never be over you just over the pain Moments of hope will shine through the hours of rain I'll count 'em every one till I start to lose track I'll make it through this night and get the morning back In the river of time... Down the river of time down the river of time |
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from Michael Martin Murphey - River Of Time (1988) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Land Of Enchantment (1989)
Stars are fallin' and the moon is shinin' bright
I can feel the teardrop in my eye One last kiss my darlin', remember me kind And always bear in mind someday we may meet again Goodbye my love, goodbye, be glad we had the try I'm never, never, never, never, never, never, never givin' up on love I'm never, never, never, never givin' up on love Somewhere out in this big wide world someone is waitin' So I'm never, never, never, never givin' up on love No, I'm never, never, never, never givin' up on love Someday my darlin' will come to me and say "I will love you darlin' till I die" We will come together and we'll know right away Love will ring and ring and ring like bells in the sky Goodbye my love, goodbye, be glad we had the try I'm never, never, never, never, never, never, never givin' up on love I'm never, never, never, never givin' up on love Somewhere out in this big wide world someone is waitin' So I'm never, never, never, never givin' up on love No, I'm never, never, never, never givin' up on love Never, never, never, never givin' up on love |
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Land Of Enchantment (1989) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Land Of Enchantment (1989) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Land Of Enchantment (1989)
I met a lady in my drifting days
I quickly fell under the spell of her loving ways A rose in the desert I loved her so In the land of enchantment, New Mexico We watched the sunset by the Rio Grande A mission bell, rang farewell, she took my hand She said, "Come back amigo, no matter where you go To the land of enchantment, New Mexico" From her arms I wandered far across the sea I often heard her gentle words haunting me Come back amigo, I miss you so To the land of enchantment, New Mexico Come back amigo, no matter where you go To the land of enchantment, New Mexico |
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Land Of Enchantment (1989) | |||||
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4:19 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Land Of Enchantment (1989)
You're out tonight with someone new
You think I'll stay right here and wait for you This time you're wrong I'm almost gone Walking out the door is all I've got left to do I'm gonna get so lost I'm gonna find myself again I'm gonna drift away like woodsmoke in the wind There's a place I know high up in the snow Waitin' for me like a long lost friend And there I'll build a fire as I watch the flames grow higher I'll give this heartache time to mend I'm gonna get so lost I'll find myself again I'm gonna drift away like woodsmoke in the wind Gonna get so lost I'll find myself again I'm gonna drift away like woodsmoke in the wind As I watch the seasons turn I wonder what I've learned I wonder if I'll ever love again Does it always end the same is love a dying flame That drifts away like woodsmoke in the wind I'm gonna get so lost... Gonna get so lost... |
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Land Of Enchantment (1989)
Man only sees what he wants to see
I saw you loving me No ties to unwind, no promises to bind When the dawn set us free One night of moonlight and roses Was all that I saw in you Man only sees what he wants to see But the heart knows the truth Oh, the heart knows the truth Man only hears what he wants to hear I heard me say goodbye I didn't listen to what my heart whispered I still wonder why I told myself it didn't matter That I'd forget about you A man only hears what he wants to hear But the heart knows the truth Ooh, oh, the heart knows the truth Ooh, the heart knows the truth Man only sees what he wants to see Now I see you in my dreams Man only hears what he wants to hear I hear you call my name Moonlight like Mexican silver Turns the red rose to blue The night wind whispers you'll always be mine But the heart knows the truth Ooh, oh, the heart knows the truth Ooh, the heart knows the truth Oh, the heart knows the truth Oh, the heart knows the truth Oh, the heart knows the truth Oh, the heart knows the truth |
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Land Of Enchantment (1989) | |||||
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4:19 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Land Of Enchantment (1989)
Driving West out on I-40
On my way to taste some California wine A broke down family flagged me down Near the Arizona line Their whole world was in a pickup I guess it couldn't pull the load It was just our vacation But to them it was desperation road The lines on their faces Told the story of the places that they'd been Now their home is a highway That never seems to end Empty dreams and empty pockets Sure can make a heavy load To some of us it's just a highway But to others it's desperation road Their eyes had a sadness From another place in time A silent reminder that the grapes of wrath Still make bitter wine And it sure makes you wonder 'Bout all the seeds our country sows Which of us will be the next To travel down desperation road I helped them start their pickup And watched them as they faded out of sight Guess the last thing I remember Is the faces of the children in my lights That night in a motel room I have a dream that made my blood run cold I saw my own wife and family Standing out on desperation road And their eyes had a sadness From another place in time A silent reminder that the grapes of wrath Still make bitter wine And it sure makes you wonder 'Bout all the seeds our country sows Which of us will be the next To travel down desperation road Could be your own wife and family Standing out on desperation road |
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Land Of Enchantment (1989)
Gonna buy some wood every size and length
Gonna build it good using all my strength Gonna clear the land where the house will be And start another branch of the family tree Gonna chalk a line and lay a walnut floor Build the walls of pine and hang a cherry door I'll cut the beams above from mahogany And I'll get the love from the family tree I've wandered far and I've walked alone Till the morning star finally led me home Now I'm here to stay where I was meant to be Living in the shade of the family tree Gonna fill this place like my daddy did With a friendly face and a bunch of kids Even though he's gone he's a part of me As I carry on this family tree Girl, the wind may blow and the clouds may come Bringing ice and snow, blocking out the sun The earth may quake and the ground may freeze They will never shake this family tree I've wandered far and I've walked alone Till the morning star finally led me home Now I'm here to stay where I was meant to be Living in the shade of the family tree Mama look at him, don't he look like me He's the latest limb on the family tree Now I'm here to stay where I was meant to be Living in the shade of the family tree Now I'm here to stay where I was meant to be Living in the shade of the family tree |
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Songs III (1993) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Songs III (1993) | |||||
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3:29 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Songs III (1993) | |||||
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4:53 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Songs III (1993) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Songs III (1993) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Songs III (1993) | |||||
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4:11 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Songs III (1993) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Songs III (1993) | |||||
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3:44 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Songs III (1993) | |||||
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4:29 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Songs III (1993) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Songs III (1993)
Jesse James was a man
And he killed many men He robbed the Glendale train And he took from the richer And he gave that to the poorer He'd a hand and a heart and a brain Oh Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life Three children they were so brave But that dirty little coward That shot Mr. Howard Has laid Jesse James in his grave On Wednesday night When the moon was shining bright They robbed that Glendale train And the folks from miles about (yeah they can) They all said without a doubt It was done by her Frankie and Jesse James (yes it was) Oh Jessie had a wife, to mourn for his life Three children they were so brave But that dirty little coward That shot Mr. Howard Has laid (poor) Jesse James in his grave Well the people held their breath When they heard about Jesse's death (yeah) And they wondered how poor Jesse came to die (how did he die?) It was one of his guys, called Little Robert Ford And he shot Jessie James on the sly Oh Jessie had a wife to mourn for his life Three children they were so brave But that dirty little coward That shot Mr. Howard Has laid Jesse James in his grave Has laid poor Jesse in his grave He laid Jesse James in his grave (Transcribed by ear; corrections requested and welcomed!) |
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Songs III (1993) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Songs III (1993) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Songs III (1993) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Songs III (1993) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Songs III (1993) | |||||
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4:53 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Songs III (1993) | |||||
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1:02 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Sagebrush Symphony (1995) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Sagebrush Symphony (1995) | |||||
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4:43 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Sagebrush Symphony (1995)
There's a great American hero, we all look up to
When the times are hard and the chips are down He knows just what to do Now a cowboy's got a set of rules that he lives by day to day If you ask for his advice, he'll more than likely say If it's a fence, mend it, if it's a dollar bill, spend it Before if burns a hole down in them jeans It it's a load, truck it, if it's a punch, duck it If she's a lady, treat her like a queen That's cowboy logic, every cowboy's got it It's in the way he lives his life and the songs he sings That's cowboy logic, every cowboy's got it He's got a simple solution to just about anything If it's a job, do it, put your back in to it. Cause a little bit of dirt's gonna wash off in the rain If it's a horse, ride it, if it hurts, hide it Dust yourself off and get back on again That's cowboy logic, every cowboy's got it It's in the way he lives his life and the songs he sings That's cowboy logic, every cowboy's got it He's got a simple solution to just about anything An old cowboy and a young buckaroo were workin', ridin' fence The old hand was testin' the kid on his skill and common sense He said, "Son, if you seen three men in a pick-up truck Dressed alike from boot to hat Could you tell which one was the real cowboy just from where he sat?" The kid scratched his head awhile and then he said "Well, there ain't no way to know" The old hand grinned and then he said "Kid, you've still got a ways to go The real cowboy's the one in the middle He ain't there just by fate Cause first he don't have to drive And then he don't have to mess with the gate" That's cowboy logic, every cowboy's got it It's in the way he lives his life and the songs he sings That's cowboy logic, every cowboy's got it He's got a simple solution to just about anything He's got a simple solution to just about anything |
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Sagebrush Symphony (1995)
Oh come along, boys, and listen to my tale,
I'll tell you all my troubles on the ol' Chisholm trail. (chorus) Come a-ti yi youpy youpy yea youpy yea Come a-ti yi youpy youpy yea On a ten dollar horse and a forty dollar saddle, I was ridin', and a punchin' Texas cattle. We left ol' Texas October twenty-third Drivin' up the trail with the U-2 herd. I'm up in the morning before daylight, And before I sleep the moon shine bright. It's bacon and beans most every day, I'd just as soon be eating prairie hay. I woke up one morning on the Chisholm trail, With a rope in my hand and a cow by the tail, Last night on guard, and the leader broke the ranks, I hit my horse down the shoulders and spurred him in the flanks. Oh, it's cloudy in the west, and a lookin' like rain, And my darned old slicker's in the wagon again. Oh the wind commenced to blow and the rain began to fall, And it looked by grab that we was gonna lose 'em all. I jumped in the saddle an' I grabbed a-hold the horn, The best damned cowpuncher ever was born. I was on my best horse, and a going on the run, The quickest shootin' cowboy that ever pulled a gun. No chaps, no slicker, and it's pouring down rain, And I swear, by God, I'll never night herd again. I herded and I hollered, and I done pretty well, Till the boss said, "Boys, just let 'em go to Hell." I'm going to the ranch to draw my money, Goin' into town to see my honey. I went to the boss to get my roll, He figured me out nine dollars in the hole. So I'll sell my outfit as fast as I can, And I won't punch cows for no damn man. So I sold old baldy and I hung up my saddle, And I bid farewell to the longhorn cattle. |
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Sagebrush Symphony (1995) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Sagebrush Symphony (1995)
From this valley they say you are going
I will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile They say you are taking the sunshine That has brightened in the pathway a while Come and sit by my side if you love me Do not hasten to bid me adieu But remember the Red River Valley And the cowboy who loved you so true I've been faking a long time, my darling Although the sweet words you never would say Now, alas, all my found hopes have vanished They say you're going away Come and sit by my side if you love me Do not hasten to bid me adieu but remember the Red River Valley And the cowboy who loved you so true |
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Sagebrush Symphony (1995) | |||||
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0:57 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Sagebrush Symphony (1995) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Sagebrush Symphony (1995) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Sagebrush Symphony (1995) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Sagebrush Symphony (1995) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Sagebrush Symphony (1995) | |||||
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0:59 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Sagebrush Symphony (1995) | |||||
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2:49 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Sagebrush Symphony (1995) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Sagebrush Symphony (1995)
She comes down yellow mountain on a dark flat land she rides On a pony she named Wildfire With a whirlwind by her side On a cold and drafty night Oh they say she died one winter When there came a chilling frost And the pony she named Wildfire Busted down his stall In a blizzard he was lost She ran calling Wildfire (3 times) By the dark of the moon I planted But there came an early snow There's been a hoot owl howling outside my window now For six nights in a row She's coming for me I know And on Wildfire we're both gonna go We'll be riding Wildfire (3 times) On Wildfire we're going to ride her Gonna leave it all behind Yes she's always shining right out of my mind Riding Wildfire |
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Sagebrush Symphony (1995) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Sagebrush Symphony (1995)
Well they put Geronimo in jail down south
Where he couldn't look the gift horse in the mouth Sergeant, sergeant, don't you feel There's something wrong with that automobile Governor, governor, isn't it strange They didn?t have no cars on the Indian range Warden, warden, please listen to me Be brave and set Geronimo free Whoa boys, take me back I want to ride in Geronimo's Cadillac Whoa boys, take me back I want to ride in Geronimo's Cadillac D (electric guitar solo) Let me ride, let me ride Warden, warden, don't you know Prisoners have no place to go They took old Geronimo by storm Ripped off the feathers from his uniform Jesus tells me I believe its true The red man is in the sunset too Took all his land, now they won't give it back And they sent Geronimo a Cadillac |
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Sagebrush Symphony (1995) | |||||
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1:12 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Sagebrush Symphony (1995)
There's a yellow rose of Texas
That I am going to see No other soldier knows her No soldier, only me. She cried so when I left her It like to broke my heart And if I ever find her We never more will part. She's the sweetest rose of color This soldier ever knew Her eyes are bright as diamonds They sparkle like the dew. You may talk about your dearest May And sing of Rosa Lee But the Yellow Rose of Texas Beats the belles of Tennessee. Oh, my heart is feeling weary And my head is hanging low I'm goin' back to Georgy To find my Uncle Joe. You may talk about your Beauregard And sing of Bobby Lee But the Gallant Hood of Texas He raised Hell in Tennessee. |
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Sagebrush Symphony (1995) | |||||
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4:27 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Sagebrush Symphony (1995)
Happy trails to you, until we meet again.
Happy trails to you, keep smilin' until then. Who cares about the clouds when we're together? Just sing a song and bring the sunny weather. Happy trails to you, 'till we meet again. Some trails are happy ones, Others are blue. It's the way you ride the trail that counts, Here's a happy one for you. Happy trails to you, until we meet again. Happy trails to you, keep smilin' until then. Who cares about the clouds when we're together? Just sing a song and bring the sunny weather. Happy trails to you, 'till we meet again. |
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Christmas (1997) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Christmas (1997) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Christmas (1997) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Christmas (1997) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Christmas (1997) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Christmas (1997) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Christmas (1997) | |||||
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2:47 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Christmas (1997) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Christmas (1997) | |||||
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3:36 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Christmas (1997) | |||||
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1:49 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Christmas (1997) | |||||
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3:12 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Christmas (1997) | |||||
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1:24 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Christmas (1997) | |||||
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2:34 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Christmas (1997) | |||||
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1:58 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Christmas (1997) | |||||
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2:40 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Christmas (1997) | |||||
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2:31 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Christmas (1997) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Christmas (1997) | |||||
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1:18 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Cowboy Christmas (1997) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Geronimo's Cadillac (2007)
Well they put Geronimo in jail down south
Where he couldn't look the gift horse in the mouth Sergeant, sergeant, don't you feel There's something wrong with that automobile Governor, governor, isn't it strange They didn?t have no cars on the Indian range Warden, warden, please listen to me Be brave and set Geronimo free Whoa boys, take me back I want to ride in Geronimo's Cadillac Whoa boys, take me back I want to ride in Geronimo's Cadillac D (electric guitar solo) Let me ride, let me ride Warden, warden, don't you know Prisoners have no place to go They took old Geronimo by storm Ripped off the feathers from his uniform Jesus tells me I believe its true The red man is in the sunset too Took all his land, now they won't give it back And they sent Geronimo a Cadillac |
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Geronimo's Cadillac (2007) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Geronimo's Cadillac (2007)
No rain and the weather got warm
Broke down and I sold my farm Headed for the silver strike, I took my wife Calico silver gave us life. You could hear the miners sing When they made their hammers ring You could hear them singing out Oh, when they found Calico silver underground Pave the streets with silver Let the wagons roll Don't those mountains look just like Calico. Fifteen years down in the mines I watched the silver shine Listened to the big wheels churn They were turned By Calico silver that we earned. Days were short and the laughter was long Nails in the pine were strong We thought nothing could go wrong Not counting on Calico silver to be gone. Pave the streets with silver Let the wagons roll Don't those mountains look just like Calico. No ore in the richest mine Railroad closed down the line Nail up your windows and your doors. Close the stores Calico Silver is no more Got my wagon ready to go Been a hundred years and more Since we hitched up our team And it seems Calico silver Was a dream |
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Geronimo's Cadillac (2007) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Geronimo's Cadillac (2007) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Geronimo's Cadillac (2007) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Geronimo's Cadillac (2007) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Geronimo's Cadillac (2007)
Because he called, the forest brother
Because he called, the earth his mother They drove him out.... into the rain And some people even said That the boy from the country was insane Because he spoke.... with fish in the creek He tried to tell us, that the animals could speak And who knows, perhaps they do How do you know they don't Just because they've never spoken to you Boy from the country Left his home when he was young Boy from the country He loves the sun He tried to tell us, that we should love the land We just turned our heads and laughed You see we did not understand Sometimes I think the boy from the country Is the only one who sees Because the boy from the country Doesn't want to see the forest for the trees Boy from the country Left his home when he was young Boy from the country He loves the sun |
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2:33 | ||||
from Michael Martin Murphey - Geronimo's Cadillac (2007) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Geronimo's Cadillac (2007) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Geronimo's Cadillac (2007) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Geronimo's Cadillac (2007) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Americana (2006) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Americana (2006) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Americana (2006) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Americana (2006) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Americana (2006) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Americana (2006) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Americana (2006) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Americana (2006) | |||||
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from Michael Martin Murphey - Americana (2006) | |||||
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from Bandits (밴디트) [ost] (2001)
She comes down from Yellow Mountain
On a dark, flat land she rides On a pony she named Wildfire With a whirlwind by her side On a cold Nebraska night Oh, they say she died one winter When there came a killing frost And the pony she named Wildfire Busted down its stall In a blizzard he was lost She ran calling Wildfire x 3 By the dark of the moon I planted But there came an early snow There's been a hoot-owl howling by my window now For six nights in a row She's coming for me, I know And on Wildfire we're both gonna go We'll be riding Wildfire x 3 On Wildfire we're gonna ride Gonna leave sodbustin' behind Get these hard times right on out of our minds Riding Wildfire |