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Livin on the road my friend, is gonna keep you free and clean
Now you wear your skin like iron Your breath as hard as kerosene You weren't your momma's only boy, but her favorite one it seems She began to cry when you said goodbye And sank into your dreams Pancho was a bandit boy, his horse was fast as polished steel He wore his gun outside his pants For all the honest world to feel Pancho met his match you know on the deserts down in Mexico Nobody heard his dyin words, ah but that's the way it goes All the Federales say, they could've had him any day They only let him slip away, out of kindness I suppose Lefty he can't sing the blues all night long like he used to The dust that Pancho bit down south ended up in Lefty's mouth The day they laid poor Pancho low, Lefty split for Ohio Where he got the bread to go, there ain't nobody knows All the Federales say, they could've had him any day They only let him slip away out of kindness I suppose The boys tell how old Pancho fell, and Lefty's livin in cheap hotels The desert's quiet, Cleveland's cold And so the story ends we're told Pancho needs your prayers it's true, but save a few for Lefty too He only did what he had to do, and now he's growing old All the Federales say, they could've had him any day They only let him slip away out of kindness I suppose A few gray Federales say, they could've had him any day They only let him slip away out of kindness I suppose |
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| 2. |
| 3:32 |
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All your stations are being torn down a high flying trains no longer roar
The floors're all sagging with boards at a suffering from not being used anymore Things're all changing the world's rearranging a time that will soon be no more Where has a slow movin' once quickdraw outlaw got to go The whiskey that once settled the dust tasted so fine now taste so faint And the mem'ries that once floated out come back stronger And more clearly with each drink you take And the women who warmed you once thought so pretty now look haggard and old So where has a slow movin' once quickdraw outlaw got to go [Guitar solo] This land where I travel once fashion with beauty now stands with scars on her face The wide open spaces are closin' in quickly from the ways of the whole human race And it's not that I blame them for claming her bounty I just wish they're takin' her slow Cause where has a slow movin' once quick draw outlaw got to go Tell me where has a slow movin' once quick draw outlaw got to go ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By MOELLER, DEE <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing</i> |
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| 3. |
| 3:02 |
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N: Are there any more real cowboys
N: Left out in these hills N: Will the fire hit the iron one more time N: And will one more dusty pick-up N: Come rolling down the road N: With a load of feed before the sun gets high N: Well, I hope that working cowboy never dies W: Not the one that's snortin' cocaine W: When the honky-tonk's all closed W: But the one that prays for more rain, heaven knows W: That the good feed brings the money W: And the money buys the clothes W: Not the diamond sequins shining on TV W: But the kind the working cowboy really needs Both: Are there any more country families Both: Still working hand in hand Both: Trying hard to stay together and make a stand Both: While the rows and rows of houses Both: Come creepin' up on the land Both: Where the cattle graze and an old gray barn still stands Both: Are there any more real cowboys in this land Both: Are there any more real cowboys in this land |
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| 2:51 |
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I told my heart I didn't love you that I'd be happy if we'd part
But now I know I was mistaken I told a lie to my heart I told my heart I didn't love you now we'll forever be apart Lonely years of tears and sorrow I told a lie to my heart If we sin somehow we pay and now the bitter teardrops start I must learn to live without you I told a lie to my heart I told my heart I didn't love you that I'll be happy if we'll part Lonely years of tears and sorrow I told a lie to my heart |
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| 5. |
| 2:39 |
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Well there's nothing quite like Texas on a Saturday night
Nothin' can compare to it no matter how you try Nevada never closes New York City's got bright lights But it's nothing quite like Texas on a Saturday night Everybody's goin' San Antonio on a Saturday night River walkin' talkin' western swingin' singin' Songs of love and yellow roses There's nothing quite like Texas on a Saturday night It's honky tonkin' heaven underneath that lone star sky You can lose your blues in Mexico with their women and their wine Cause it's nothing quite like Texas on a Saturday night [Music Interlude] Well there's nothing quite like Texas on a Saturday night Nothing can compare to it no matter how you try Colorado's mighty friendly with your Rocky Mountain high But it's nothing quite like Texas on a Saturday night When the sun goes down it's time to paint the town That's when you hear those fiddles play [Music Interlude] From Dallas to Del Rio and up to Amarillo they'll be dancin' in the streets Loud and rowdy howdy howdy haughty lawdy How I wish that I could be in Abilene There's nothing quite like Texas on a Saturday night Nothing can compare to it no matter how you try Nevada never closes New York City's got bright lights But it's nothing quite like Texas on a Saturday night But it's nothing quite like Texas on a Saturday night |
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| 6. |
| 3:49 |
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He looked down into her brown eyes,
Said, " Say a prayer for me." She threw her arms around him, Whispered, "God will keep us free." And they could hear the riders comin, He said, "This is my last fight. If they take me back to Texas, They won't take me back alive." **Chorus** And there were seven Spanish Angels, At the alter of the Sun. They were prayin' for the lovers, In the valley of the gun. And when the battle stopped, And the smoke cleared. There was thunder from the throne. And seven Spanish angels, Took another angel home. She reached down and picked the gun up, That lay smokin in his hand. Said, "Father please forgive me, I can't make it without my man." And she knew the gun was empty, And she knew she couldn't win. But her final prayer was answered, When the rifles fired again. **Chorus |
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| 3:32 |
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To all the girls I've loved before
Who travelled in and out my door I'm glad they came along I dedicate this song To all the girls I've loved before To all the girls I once caressed And may I say I've held the best For helping me to grow I owe a lot I know To all the girls I've loved before The winds of change are always blowing And every time I try to stay The winds of change continue blowing And they just carry me away To all the girls who shared my life Who now are someone else's wives I'm glad they came along I dedicate this song To all the girls I've loved before To all the girls who cared for me Who filled my nights with ecstasy They live within my heart I'll always be a part Of all the girls I've loved before The winds of change are always blowing And every time I try to stay The winds of change continue blowing And they just carry me away To all the girls we've loved before Who travelled in and out our doors We're glad they came along We dedicate this song To all the girls we've loved before To all the girls we've loved before Who travelled in and out our doors We're glad they came along We dedicate this song To all the girls we've loved before |
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| 4:46 |
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Where's my pal, where's my friend?
All good things must have an end Sad things and nothing's on and on they go I guess he went to Mexico They all went to Mexico Buenas dias got to go Tengo que obedecer mi corazon They all went to Mexico Where's my mule and where's my dray? Straw hat's packed up and gone away Mule don't go north and dray go slow They both went to Mexico Where's my sweetie, where's the face That lit dark corners every place? She put up with me long time you know And then she had to go to Mexico They all went to Mexico Buenas dias got to go Tengo que obedecer mi corazon They all went to Mexico Where's my brown dog, where's my hound? He liked my truck, he hung around But he's a canine romeo And I guess he went to Mexico Where's that woman, so sweet so mean? Her heart was cautious, her mind was keen She was always looking for the peccadillo I hope she went to Mexico They all went to Mexico Buenas dias got to go Tengo que obedecer mi corazon They all went to Mexico Where's December's happy crew With German bikes and sidecars too? They take the truck south to St. Louis Motorcycle all the way to Mexico Where's my luck and where's my grace? Has it all been just a foolish chase? Every time I hear that rainy chill wind blow I think it might be time to head to Mexico They all went to Mexico Buenas dias got to go Tengo que obedecer mi corazon They all went to Mexico They all went to Mexico Buenas dias got to go Tengo que obedecer mi corazon They all went to Mexico |
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| 3:35 |
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Well I met a California girl in Memphis
And she tried to take me upstairs for a ride And she had to hold me right across her shoulder And I just can't seem to get her off of my mind These honky tonk women gonna give me give give me the honky tonk blues She's a honky tonk woman give me give give me the honky tonk blues Well I later did the same in New York City And I had to pull out of some kind of a fight And the lady she covered me with roses She blew my nose and then she blew my mind Honky tonk women... ( fiddle ) And she had to hold me... She's a honky tonk woman... Honky tonk women... She's a honky tonk woman... |
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| 3:03 |
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If I only had one arm to hold you
Well better yet if I had none at all Then I wouldn't have two arms that ache For you there'd be one less mem'ry to recall If I only had one ear to listen to The lies that you told to me Then I more closely resemble The half a man that you've made of me If I only had one leg to stand on Then how much how much truer picture you'd see 'Cause then I more closely resemble The half a man that you've made of me |
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