Founds total 132 songs
Country Boy Can Survive
The preacher man says it's the end of time. And the Mississippi River she's a goin' dry. The interest is up and the Stock Markets down. And you only get mugged.
Cocaine Blues
Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds. I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my woman down. Went right home and I went to bed. I stuck that lovin' 44 beneath my head.
Constituents
It's been so long since you've crossed my mind. I find ways to pass the time. Chasing monkeys through the rings of hell. Suits me exceptionally well. .
Carousel
written by:Doug Supernaw. performed by Doug Supernaw on "Red and Rio Grande". . Like a kid on a carousel. I go around in circles. Not knowing whether to be scared.
Coyotes
Was a cowboy I knew in south Texas,. His face was burnt deep by the sun,. Part history, part sage, part mesquit,. He was there when Poncho Villa was young..
Counterfeiters' Blues
he said drink deeply of the wine, my friend, breathe fully in the smoke. and eat the fish that he conjured, this is the bread that jesus broke. this is grape juice and cheap vodka, man, this isn't even wine.
Cruising Song
Last kiss goodbye you're leaving me here tonight. Gotta pray I make it through the next few days. Until your back again this long distance thing were in.
Country By The Grace Of God
Hot sun goin' down, heatin' up this little town. The cows are fed and the plowin's all been done. Moon light, fireflies, beer on the bank by the riverside.
Chicks Dig It
Daddy's belt, Mamas drapes. Standin' tall on the backyard shed. Lookin' cool in my Superman cape. I told the neighborhood girls. Said, "Hey y'all, watch this.
Checkers & Chess
(Chorus). I'm playing Checkers while they're playing Chess. They make the big moves and make me a little less. Even when I win, beat the pants off of the best.
Cotton Eyed Joe
If it hadn't been for Cotton Eyed Joe I'd been married a long time ago. Where did you come from where did you go. Where did you come from Cotton Eyed Joe.
C'mon
Hey, hey I'm lookin' at you. Boy I gotta tell you I'm liking the view. Scuff up those shiny boots. C'mon. Hey, hey I'm talking to you. With your tight t-shirt and something to prove.
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