All the years I've gone. Through my life. Taken the fall. Just to make it alright. . Our time and place. Never could erase. The day we met. You can't make me stay.
I got something to say. I'm scared and so afraid. Can you take me as I am?. Come what may our blood is all the same. I'm still your little man. . He said, "You ain't no son to me.
Part of me is a climbing vine. A ball of nerves like a ball of twine. Laws of love and gravity. We are seeds with promises to keep. . Part of me is a setting sun.
When the rain is blowing in your face. And the whole world is on your case. I would offer you a warm embrace. To make you feel my love. . When the evening shadows and the stars appear.
Looking back on the memory of. The dance we shared beneath the stars above. For a moment all the world was right. How could I have known you'd ever say goodbye.
From the hills of Kaycee, Wyoming,. Where life's wooly and wild. Came a Air Force brat, in a cowboy hat. And that Copenhagen smile. . And from buckin' broncs to honky tonks.
Blame it all on my roots. I showed up in boots. And ruined your black tie affair. The last one to know. The last one to show. I was the last one. You thought you'd see there.
music and lyrics by Corb Lund. . I heard all them pretty girls singin all them pretty words, and how. I heard all them pretty girls singin all them pretty words, oh wow.
Sometimes Momma it can feel real heavy. When I think of the wrong I have done. I don't know how I can carry this burden. All I feel is the weight of the gun.
Well I done a lot a singing about stick it to the man. Today's the day he's gonna stick it right back if he can. Having trouble with authority works better in a song.
there were signs of a struggle at the rodeo grounds. there was a body in the bleachers not making no sounds. blood in the grandstand, blood on the seats.
This is my prairie, this is my home. I'll make my stand here and I'll die alone. They can drill, they can mine o'er my smoldering bones. 'Cause this is my prairie, this is my home.
the truth comes out as the fire burns low. it comes to light as only embers glow. the whiskey talks, the west wind moans in the night. . the deadfall's gathered and the branches are cut.
The Chev got stuck and the Ford got stuck. But the Chev unstuck when the Dodge showed up. But the Dodge got stuck in the tractor rut,. Which eventually pulled out the Ford.
The Chev got stuck and the Ford got stuck. But the Chev unstuck when the Dodge showed up. But the Dodge got stuck in the tractor rut,. Which eventually pulled out the Ford.
Featuring Ian Tyson. . the rodeo's over, the folks have gone home. and the cowboys are all down the road. well boys, she was a good un, we kicked a hole in the sky.
They got the Coliseum rockin' and they're making quite a din. Singin' "here we go Oilers, here we go" again. There ain't no louder building than the house of ninety-nine.
music and lyrics by Corb Lund. . The show was a big one, an olde rodeo. They'd been trying to hire us for a few years or so. The grandstand was bursting, the infield was full.
Well my Daddy's a vet and if I was one too, the one thing he. always taught me to do was get paid, cash money.. Jam and eggs is a kind enough thank you, but not for the.