I'm gonna be the best dad that ever lived. I'll have a ranch with a race car track and a golf course.
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I live on a ranch in Utah for now, but I'm gonna move. I've got another ranch to move to, but its location is a secret. When I get there, I'm gonna plow the road in behind me.
quote by Wilford Brimley
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Lining Track
This song was first released on the all aboard! album. it is the only album it has been released on.
Mo boys, is you right
Done got it right
All I hate about linin track
These ol boys are gonna break my back
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
See eloise gonna line em track
Down in the holler below the fleld
Angels working on the chariot wheel
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
See eloise gonna line em track
Mary and the babe was a sittin in the shade
Thinking on the money that I aint made
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
See eloise gonna line em track
Moses stood on the red sea shore
Gotta batten down the waves with a 2 by 4
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
See eloise gonna line em track
Now if I could I surely would
Stand on the rock where moses stood
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
See eloise gonna line em track
Matthew, mark, luke and john
All them disciples dead and gone
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
See eloise gonna line em track
Mo boys, is you right
Done got it right
All I hate about lining track
These ol boys about to break my back
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
Mo boys, cant you line em (track a lack)
See eloise gonna line em track
Words and music by huddie ledbetter
song performed by by John Denver
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Cadillac Ranch
Well there she sits buddy just a-gleaming in the sun
There to greet a working man when his day is done
Im gonna pack my pa and Im gonna pack my aunt
Im gonna take them down to the cadillac ranch
Eldorado fins, whitewalls and skirts
Rides just like a little bit of heaven here on earth
Well buddy when I die throw my body in the back
And drive me to the junkyard in my cadillac
Cadillac, cadillac
Long and dark shiny and black
Open up your engines let 'em roar
Tearing up the highway like a big old dinosaur
James dean in that mercury '49
Junior johnson runnin through the woods of caroline
Even burt reynolds in that black trans am
All gonna meet down at the cadillac ranch
Cadillac, cadillac...
Hey little girlie in the blue jeans so tight
Drivin alone through the wisconsin night
Youre my last love youre my last chance
Dont let 'em take me to the cadillac ranch
Cadillac, cadillac...
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Golf Tees Lament
Golf tees on my dresser
Golf tees in my bed
Golf tees on my pillows
Where they poke me in my head
Golf tees in my closet
Falling from my shirts and pants
Golf tees along the baseboards
Just like army ants
Golf tees in the carpet
And underneath my feet
Golf tees lined up on the mantle
Oh, they look so neat
Golf tees in my couch
And in my back and thighs
When I sit and watch TV
I feel those little guys
Golf tees in the kitchen
In Jurassic coffee mugs
Sometimes when I pass them
They look like prehistoric bugs.
Golf tees in the bathtub
Like sailors on plastic ships
Golf tee in her make-up
Like little bald q-tips.
Golf tees in the attic
Golf tees in the shed
Golf tees, golf tees everywhere
I wonder where they bred?
Golf tees out the backdoor
Like Hansel-and-Gretel’s trails
Golf tees in the flowerbeds
Among the mulch and snails
Golf tees in my car
And underneath the mats
Golf tees in the backseat
Like little baseball bats
But when I am at the golf course
I ask my partner, like a louse…
“May I borrow some of your tees? ”
I left mine at the house!
poem by Larry Buddin
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Cadillac Ranch
Cadillac ranch
There she sits buddy just a-gleaming in the sun,
There to greet a working man when his day is done
Im gonna pack my pa and Im gonna pack my aunt,
Im gonna take them down to the cadillac ranch.
El dorado fins, whitewalls and skirts;
Rides just like a little bit of heaven here on earth.
When I die, buddy, throw my body in the back,
Take me to the junkyard in my cadillac.
Cadillac, cadillac,
Long and dark, shiny and black
Open up your engines let 'em roar
Tearing up the highway like a big old dinosaur
James dean in a mercury '49
Junior johnson runnin in the woods of caroline
Even burt reynolds in a black trans am
Are gonna meet me down at the cadillac ranch
Cadillac, cadillac
Long and dark, shiny and black
Open up your engines, let em roar
Tearin up the highway like a big old dinosaur
Hey little girlie in the blue jeans so tight
Drivin all alone in a colorado night
Youre my last love, baby, youre my last chance
Dont let 'em take me down to the cadillac ranch
Cadillac, cadillac...
Long and dark, shiny and black;
Open up them engines, let em roar;
Tearin up the highway like a big old dinosaur
song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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The Happening
They got a ranch they call
Number fifty-one
They got a ranch they call
Number fifty-one
Cant see it all
less your flying by
Just sitting there square
Baking in the sun
Beneath the sky
Theyre gonna put it down
Right on the strip
Theyre gonna put it down
On the vegas strip
Theyre gonna put it down
And step outside
Into the lights
Right outta that ship
Saying hi!
I was driving doing nothing on the shores of great salt lake
When they put it on the air I put it in the hammer lane
I soon forgot myeslf and I forgot about the brake
I forgot all laws and I forgot about the rain
They were talking on the 9 and all across the amy band
Across the road they were turning around and headed south with me
It got so crowded on the road I started driving in the sand
My head was feeling scared but my heart was feeling free
The desert turned to mud it seems that everybody heard
Everybody was remembering to forget they had the chills
Then I heard the voices on a broadcast from up on the bird
They were getting interviewed by some goodman whose name was bill
Im almost there to vegas where theyre puttin on a show
Theyve come so far Ive lived this long at least I must just go and say
Hello
song performed by by Pixies
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The Race
Shout! (shout!)
Count on me Im gonna win the race
Count on me Im gonna win the race
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Now shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Not any track is turning but the race is in my head
Im attacking the illusion but the stopping drives me mad
Time is running out and the illusion fades away
Time is running out another day is on its way
Another sun was shining and he knew he wasnt great
He didnt ever talk about he knew he couldnt wait
Are you ever gonna push me let me run and let me do
I need it and Im ready and I havent got a clue
Not any track is turning but the race is in my head
Im attacking the illusion but the stopping drives me mad
Fire away!
This is the race!
Why?
Burn!
Shout!
Lies!
Give me the race!
Another sun was shining and he knew he wasnt great
He didnt ever talk about he knew he couldnt wait
I need this race!
Are you ever gonna push me let me run and let me do
I need it and Im ready and I havent got a clue
Any track is turning but the race is in my head
Im attacking the illusion but the stopping drives me mad
Fire away!
Time is running out and the illusion fades away
Time is running out another day is on its way
This is the race!
Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen
This is billy mckloski from palm springs reporting for nbc sports of
America
Twenty seconds to the start of the thirty-first formula race on a hot
Sunny afternoon here in california
On the fast lane of the street Im driving
Sometimes, somewhere, Im arriving
Every day and every night
Why?
I need this race!
Count on me Im gonna win the race
Count on me Im gonna win the race
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Race in my head!
song performed by by Yello
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The Race
Shout! (shout!)
Count on me Im gonna win the race
Count on me Im gonna win the race
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Now shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Not any track is turning but the race is in my head
Im attacking the illusion but the stopping drives me mad
Time is running out and the illusion fades away
Time is running out another day is on its way
Another sun was shining and he knew he wasnt great
He didnt ever talk about he knew he couldnt wait
Are you ever gonna push me let me run and let me do
I need it and Im ready and I havent got a clue
Not any track is turning but the race is in my head
Im attacking the illusion but the stopping drives me mad
Fire away!
This is the race!
Why?
Burn!
Shout!
Lies!
Give me the race!
Another sun was shining and he knew he wasnt great
He didnt ever talk about he knew he couldnt wait
I need this race!
Are you ever gonna push me let me run and let me do
I need it and Im ready and I havent got a clue
Any track is turning but the race is in my head
Im attacking the illusion but the stopping drives me mad
Fire away!
Time is running out and the illusion fades away
Time is running out another day is on its way
This is the race!
Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen
This is billy mckloski from palm springs reporting for nbc sports of
America
Twenty seconds to the start of the thirty-first formula race on a hot
Sunny afternoon here in california
On the fast lane of the street Im driving
Sometimes, somewhere, Im arriving
Every day and every night
Why?
I need this race!
Count on me Im gonna win the race
Count on me Im gonna win the race
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Race in my head!
song performed by by Yello
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Ain't Gonna Grieve
by Bob Dylan
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
And ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Come on brother, join the band,
Come on sisters, clap your hands,
Tell everybody that's in the land,
You ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
And ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Brown and blue and white and black,
All one color on the one-way track,
We got this far and ain't a-goin' back
And ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
I ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
We're gonna notify your next of kin,
You're gonna raise the roof until the house falls in.
If you get knocked down get up again,
We ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
I ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
We'll sing this song all night long,
Sing it to my baby from midnight on.
She'll sing it to you when I'm dead and gone,
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
I ain't a-gonna grieve no more
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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For One His Age He's Not Learnt Much
The old fellow Bill he spoke quite loud he must have had drank a few beers
And it would seem he does not have that much between his ears
And anyone of Irish race at him would take offence
For one his age he's not learnt much and he doesn't make much sense.
Of his fellow golf club members he did not like they are Irish he did say
And these of course are put down words when used in such a way
And by putting down a few he disliked he put down a whole race
As he spoke into a microphone in a very public place.
To Bill it might have seemed a joke but such a joke can go too far
When used in a golf club rooms or tavern or in a public bar
One would think he would have more sense that he'd have reached that stage
But to him it doesn't seem to apply that wisdom comes with age.
At the Eastwood Golf Club rooms in Kilsyth he took the microphone
One who ought to have better sense he should have stayed at home
For by putting down a few he disliked he put a whole race down
And the victims of racism not always black or brown.
poem by Francis Duggan
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We live on a 500-acre ranch, beautiful ranch.
quote by Tanya Tucker
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Cyberspace
Cyberspace
Acdc
(Stiff Upper Lip Tour Edition)
Oh yeah!
High tail in your face
Black hole rockin' the place
Hong Kong videos
Big bang mad to blow
Into cyberspace
Look out I'm gonna race
Eight ball in the pack
Big bone juke box jack
Hot star burnin' it up
Full moon runnin' amok
Into cyberspace
Look out I'm gonna race
Blow you into cyberspace
Blow you all into cyberspace
Gotta get out, get out of this place
Blow a big hole into cyberspace
Octane down the track
Flat chat smash the mach
Blow out burnin' hot
Mile high take you right to the top
Into cyberspace
Look out I'm gonna race
Blow you into cyberspace
Blow you all into cyberspace
From livewire ([email protected])
song performed by by AC-DC
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Enjoy this inevitable run of life
Life is just a run
Not a race
As in a race
We compete with others
And the quicker we run
We reach the destination
Ahead of others
And get declared a winner
Life is just a ran
Not a race
As in life
We have only one track
Drawn exclusively for us
And we only and alone run it
No one else is running this track
And nothing like
Winning or losing
It is only living
Life is just a run
Not a race
We reach our destination
With a speed
That is determined by our skills
And with an ease
That is determined by our attitude
While speed is no matter
As we do not compete with others
Ease varies with our attitudes
Life is just a run
Not a race
As the track you run is
Exclusively laid for you
And know, you run it alone
Till you reach the dead end
There is no victory stand
There is no spectator
There is no medal
There is no honour
You are the spectator
You honour yourself
You clap and celebrate your victory
All alone and in silence
Life is just a run
Not a race
More than anything else
With how much you ease
You ran it
Will be remembered
So finetune your attitude
To life, people around
And the environment you are in
To enjoy this inevitable run of life
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Union Of The Snake
Telegram force and ready
I knew this was a big mistake.
Theres a fine line drawing my senses together,
And I think its about to break.
If I listen close I can hear them singers, oh oh oh...
Voices in your body coming through on the radio,ho,ho...
The union of the snake is on the climb..
Moving up, its gonna race, its gonna break through the, borderline
Nightshades on a warning
Give me strength at least give me a light.
Give me anything even sympathy
Theres a chance you could be right.
(chorus) (chorus pt2)
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(chorus)
The union of the snake is on the climb..
Its gonna race its gonna break -
Gonna move up to the borderline..
The union of the snake is on the climb..
Moving up its gonna race, its gonna break through the borderline.
The union of the snake is on the climb
Its gonna race its gonna break -
Gonna move up to the borderline..
song performed by by Duran Duran
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You Cand Do It
Hoo
Hoo hoo hoo (ooh)
Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo
Hoo hoo hoo
Hoo hoo hoo
Since you've been gone
Since you've been unglued
It's hard to figure out
Your next move
One minute here
The next you're gone
Let's make an end
To this sad, sad song
For you it's hard to take
'Cause the pill has an awful taste
Just open up and swallow down
Once it hits bottom
Things may turn around
Unfortunately this is the case
You've got to catch up
And win the race
And straighten yourself out...
You can do it
You're gonna do it
Jumping through it
Yeah yeah
Everything you say
Has been taken wrong
Enough to say
It's a sad sad song
They can't understand
That you mean to do good
Well I guess you could say
You're misunderstood
I know you're meaning well
But you've been shot to hell
Just come back and join us now
'Cause I know that you know how
Unfortunately this is the case
You've got to catch up
And win the race
Oh straighten yourself out...
You can do it
You're gonna do it
Jumping through it
Yeah yeah
I know it seems
They're messing with your mind
But you don't have to go
Forward blind
So let the bygones be bygone
And let's make an end
To this sad, sad song
Hoo hoo hoo - oh yeah
Hoo hoo hoo
Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo
Hoo hoo hoo - oh
Hoo hoo hoo
Unfortunately this is the case
You've got to catch up
And win the race
And straighten yourself out...
You can do it
You're gonna do it
You can do it
You're gonna do it
You can do it
You're gonna do it
You can do it
You're gonna do it
You can do it
You're gonna do it
You can do it
You're gonna do it
You can do it
So get to it
You can do it
You're gonna do it
You can do it
You can do it
You can do it
You can do it
You can do it
You can do it
song performed by by No Doubt
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The majority of people who buy homes in golf course communities don't play golf. Golf is way down at the bottom in terms of total numbers and growth.
quote by Ed McMahon
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The Rhythm Ranch
Johnny colla/huey lewis
Cause and effect music/huey lewis music. all rights administered by hulex music, ascap
We know a place with a real big beat
A destination soul retreat
A musical cure for your day-to-day stress
Its a dream vacation way out west
Yeah, its a soulful scene if you know what I mean
Come on down, take a chance
Get you a room at the rhythm ranch
Ride your pony, lets dance
Uh-huh, baby, thats the rhythm ranch
They got killer music everywhere
To help you deal with the pain out there
I think youll see that its money well spent
More than a hundred grooves for rent
And they got all the blues and views you can use
Come on down, take a chance
Get you a room at the rhythm ranch
Ride your pony, lets dance
Uh-huh, baby, thats the rhythm ranch
Chicken dumplings and big bands
Tuning it up at the rhythm ranch
Saxophones and romance
Uh-huh, baby, thats the rhythm ranch
The funkiest place you have ever seen
And you wont find it in a magazine
They got four-star service in 4/4 time
And sweet soul music to ease your mind
Yeah, its a real good deal with tons of feel
song performed by by Huey Lewis And The News
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Madcowed At The Ranch
The most effective degradation to come along,
To affect the current human condition...
And state of mind,
Has occurred within the past eight years!
And there are those cheering statements of progress...
With encouragement this stance should maintain its course.
And sustain this disasterous direction for another hundred?
To protect a way of life,
Those on foreign lands already control and manipulate...
Without seasoned propaganda!
Had they too been madcowed at the ranch?
Between bar-b-que...
And miscued speeches given?
Had they too been madcowed at the ranch?
Unknowing there is little chance in hell...
To keep an icecube bristling a cool taste,
For a Long Island Tea that sits in one hundred degree heat!
And yet...
That too is promised!
Had they too been madcowed at the ranch,
Believing what is happening is to regain their pride...
In limelight fading in smokened mesquite!
And the only ones dealing with the facts as concerns,
Are those off camera,
Using every hose they can find...
To douse the raging flames,
Dancing on the roof of the ranch!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Be Inspired
Race down the track,
With limbs so sleek,
Start to attack,
Must not be meek.
For you can win,
Do not delay,
Find strength within,
It's your forte.
Sixty meters, go, go, go,
For when the gun is fired,
Pull out all the power you know,
And you will be inspired.
A prize is there for you to grasp,
It's bronze, silver or gold,
A medal for just you to clasp,
And a terrific thrill to hold.
Race down the track,
Your moment's now,
No looking back,
Then take your bow.
So gold it is,
A splendid run,
You've done the biz,
You're second to none.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Daddy
(reba mcentire)
My daddy is a rancher
Hes wrangled cattle dang near all his life
He also liked to rodeo
He traveled around with four kids and a wife
Well his old ranch is rocky
But his ropes sail smooth for several years
He worked real hard
And roped real good
And tried to get his ranch out in the clear
He didnt want us kids to rodeo
He wanted more out of life for us
Maybe banking, or a lawyer
Or maybe even driving some old bus
Well thats when we took up singing
And his pride grew greater day by day
And I know his eyes grew misty
The night I sang up on the opry stage
Chorus:
Now his ranch is so much bigger
The the days when he first started
The grass grows now where none used to be
His roping got him started
Cattle prices made it better
And hes trying to get his ranch out in the clear
Five years ago september, he bought more steers and hung up all his
Ropes
But he often tells the stories about the rodeos he won and cowboy jokes
Well its funny that the first big roping that he won some thirty years
Ago
Was the same day that I sang on the stage of the grand old opry show
Repeat chorus
Now hes feeding cattle
Toting hay
And branding the y.o.
And his hired hands there to help him
And she also cooks their meals when they get home
They built their ranch together
And listening to the kids sing through the years
Well they worked real hard and roped real good and now they got their
Ranch
Out in the clear
Because when a family works together
They finally get their ranch out in the clear
Out in the clear
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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