For your love I'd rope the moon and put it in a blender. Mix up a concoction bound to make you surrender. I'd bite the brand off a bucking Brahma bull.
We're a [c]fun lovin? crowd, kinda [f]rowdy and loud,. Our [c]jukebox won't play no sad [g]songs,. So [c]don't come in here and [f]cry in your beer,. Cause we [c]don't care about [g]who done who [c]wrong..
Sweeter than the grapes growin' out in California. Softer than the fuzz on the sweetest Georgia peach. Warms you goin' down like a twenty-two year old brandy.
[Chorus]. Feel like I'm gettin' into something good. Don't want to stop so I'm knocking on wood. I think my streak of bad luck is over. I'm rolling in a field of five leaf clovers.
My father had so much to tell me. Things he said I had to know. "Don't make my mistakes, there are rules you can't break". But I had to find out on my own.
She got a roof that don't leak. When the rain's pourin' down. She got a place I can sleep. Where I'll be safe and sound. . She got a lock on her door.
Well, now cowboys love the ladies. They like beans and sour dough. Good horses and hot black coffee and campfires burnin' low. You know we love that cowboy music.
Braided rope, saddle soap, rosin for his riggin'. A young man dreams of growing up to ride. Buckin' broncs, Brahma bulls is just some wishful thinkin'.
I've been gone for so long. Feels so good just to get back home. Back to my friends. And other faces that I love to see. . Like a rainbow that is in the sky.
Well Lord, I love this ranchin' with it's ropin' and brandin'. But I don't like that farmin' at all. It's goodbye for the summer, this haying's sure a bummer.
I'm sittin' in a city filled with people cars and smoke. The walls are closin' in on me my heart's about to choke. The world becomes a foggy dream and I no longer see.
Under the skies of old big D. He works a nine to five. Bending steel and driving nails. By phone in a suit and tie. . He fights traffic in his Mercedes.
I parked my old pickup behind the holdin' fence and rosined up my riggin. Cause my old daddy said if I ride hard and take care of my gear I'd make it big.
The moon is shinnin' down through the pines. And it spreads its light across the mountain side. And I wonder what you're doin' tonight. Yes I wonder what you're doin' and I wonder if everythings alright.
I know I hurt you but I never meant to. It's you that I'm fondest of. I know you need me but I must be free. Cowboys ain't easy to love. . Somethings that I do, I know don't please you.
The raindrops fall on my camper the lightening crashes and lights the sky. I look at the window sprayed with raindrops I see her face and I see her smile.
Well your mama finds it hard to understand. Why her lovin' son wants to be a rodeo man. And your daddy had a whole lotta great big plans for you. But you hate to disappoint him but you got other things to do.
Well you mama finds it hard to understand. Why her lovin' son wants to be a rodeo man. And your daddy had a whole lotta great big plans for you. You hate to disappoint him but you gotta other things to do.
I was a new kid on the circuit. Gold buckles in my eyes. But the horse I drew was plenty rank. Much to my suprise. I did a double back flip. And landed on my head.
Well, I wake up in the mornin', I brew my coffee hot and strong. I get out my ole guitar, and try to write a song. An them larks are singin, oh Lord, just outside.