Texas
Texas.
Texas was for me a magic word, to be a cowboy, herd cattle
and in the evening, ride into town and sort out the baddies.
Mind I wanted to be a sheriff, but first I had to learn, how to
use a lasso. I jumped my ship in Houston, took a bus inland.
As light fell I saw a big ranch the bus stopped and let me off.
I knocked on a door told the rancher I wanted to be a cowboy.
He gave me t. bone steak and let me sleep in the bunk house.
At dawn the sheriff was there to take me back to Houston.
He wore Stetson and let me wear it till we reached the docks
and I had to go onboard, to cook lunch for the hungry crew.
When asked where I had been, I said I had visited my uncle
who has a ranch at a place called Panhandle.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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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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Log Book
From a ship’s logbook
Sat on deck another long day I smelled of chippy fat
and the sweat of honest labour
The stove in the galley was oil fired but I wanted to
read a few poems before I had a shower.
The light wasn’t any good so I read a western book,
as I always had wanted to be a sheriff in Texas.
The book was good I knew the words before I read
them, fell asleep when I awoke it was midnight
I knocked on my cabin door, give roaches a change
escape; impossible long days and blithe was the sea
In the morning I was still reeking of chippy fat and it
was too late to have a shower.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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The Girls From Texas
(james lewis/jimmy holiday/cliff chambers)
Well, I met a girl from texas bout a year ago
Hadnt known her for too long when I had to let her go
You see, she had a razor, was ten inches or so
And every night youd hear her knocking at my door
She said, baby, Ill give you the clothes on my back
You can have everything that Ive got in my shack
But if you ever try to leave theyll take your out in sack
cause me and my razor will see to that
Thats the way the girls are from texas
Thats the way the girls are from texas
Thats the way the girls are from texas
I thought about my situation, decided not to tarry
For my own self preservation I decided we should marry
When the preacher started reading bout till death do us part
I told him, skip it, we had that understanding right from the start
Thats the way the girls are from texas
Thats the way the girls are from texas (houston to san antone)
Thats the way the girls are from texas (got to love em right or leave em alone)
Well, we settled down, got me a little old job, 65 fairlane ford
Every friday night I would stop in and cash my pay check down at the grocery store
They had a little girl worked in there, must have been about seventeen
She was the cutest thing I had ever seen
Its the same old story and Im afraid it wasnt too very long
Before we had fallen deeply in love and I knew it was wrong
I said baby, we got to stop this thing right here
Or my woman is gonna cut my throat from ear to ear, thats right
Tearful suffocation, she looked up in my face
I could feel her heart was breaking as these sad words she did say
You should have told me you was married, baby
She pulled out a forty-five and let me have it, right smack between the eyes
Thats the way the girls are from texas
Thats the way the girls are from texas
Thats the way the girls are from texas
She was guilty, I was dead
Now, whatd you think that the old judge said ?
Ah, thats just the way the girls are down here in texas
Case dismissed!
Thats the way the girls are from texas
Thats the way the girls are from texas (houston to san antone)
Thats the way the girls are from texas (got to love em right or leave em alone, boy)
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Rita Ballou
(Clarke)
She could dance and slow you 'bout, shuffle to some cowboy hustle.
How she made those trophy buckles shine, shine, shine.
Wild-eyed in Mexican silver, tricking dumb old cousin Willard
into thinking that he got her this time.
Hill country, honky-tonkin' Rita Ballou, every beer joint in town has played a fool for you.
Back sliding, barrel riding Rita Ballou, ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you.
She's a rawhide roping velvet mixture, walking, talking Texas texture,
high-timing, barroom fixture kind of a girl.
She's a queen of the cowboys, look at old Willard grinning now, boys,
you'd have thought there's less fools in this world.
Hill country, honky-tonkin' Rita Ballou, every beer joint in town has played a fool for you.
Back sliding, barrel riding Rita Ballou, ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you.
Good luck Willard, and here's to ya, and here's to Rita, I hope she'll do ya right all night.
But I wish I was a fool in your shoes.
Hill country, honky-tonkin' Rita Ballou, every beer joint in town has played a fool for you.
Back sliding, barrel riding Rita Ballou, ain't a cowboy in Texas would not ride a bull for you.
Lord, I wish I was in Texas, I would ride a bull for you.
song performed by by John Denver
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The Borderline
In a cloud of dust cross Texas south of San Antone
The lawman and the cowboy pushed their horses on
Racin' toward the Rio running out of time
They had to catch the Outlaws before they crossed the borderline
Well the lawman wanted justice the cowboy revenge
They tracked the Outlaws' horses up to the river's edge
And there across the Rio a badge ain't worth a dime
The law was in their own hands once they crossed the borderline
So they ride to the desert wind down a dusty trail destiny begins
Heroes never turn or look back
They just ride through the sands of time on the borderline
In the safety of the badlands the Outlaws stopped their run
The campfire rings with laughter of evil things they've done
How they'd taken all they wanted and killed the cowboy's wife
And knew no one would follow them cross the borderline
The lawman and the cowboys stepped out of the dark
And it was two against the twenty and every bullet found its mark
And so goes the legend that out there in the night
The two still ride together somewhere beyond the borderline
So they ride to the desert wind...
So they ride to the desert wind...
So they ride to the desert wind...
song performed by by Alabama
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Wanted Dead Or Alive
Its all the same, only the names will change
Everyday it seems were wasting away
Another place where the faces are so cold
Id drive all night just to get back home
Chorus:
Im a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
Im wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive
Sometimes I sleep, sometimes its not for days
And the people I meet always go their separate ways
Sometimes you tell the day
By the bottle that you drink
And times when youre all alone all you do is think
Chorus
I walk these streets, a loaded six string on my back
I play for keeps, cause I might not make it back
I been everywhere, still Im standing tall
Ive seen a million faces an Ive rocked them all
Im a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
Im wanted dead or alive
Im a cowboy, I got the night on my side
Im wanted dead or alive
Wanted dead or alive
song performed by by Bon Jovi
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The Cowboy
The Cowboy
In Texas they love football and cowboys, not your ordinary
cowboys mind, the ones who herd the cattle to slaughter,
but those who walk tall in local towns and own an oil well
or two. Real cowboys are usually black or Mexicans, low
paid and smell of cattle and dust; and when the cows are
delivered to the abattoir drink lone star beer, chew tobacco
and get arrested. Real cowboys dress in fancy costumes look
a bit effeminate, when drunk on whisky ride an artificial bull
and fall off to great applause from adoring female fans who
think those ridiculous pseudo heroes are for real.
In Texas they call it Americana, have a governor who gladly
condemn people to death, western tradition- hang them high-.
When Illusion overtakes overtake truths mainly because veracity
is boring, after all a cowboy is a cattle herder and reality lacks
the romance of a pearly studded dud.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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James Crawford-King Junior
James Crawford-King junior esquire
The man with a price on his head,
Was a lone desperado from Texas
And was wanted, living or dead.
A runner of guns and a killer
A thief, and a gambler of note;
A mean looking dude in his leathers,
With a stetson tied under his throat.
Sherrif Cody had sworn he would find him
For the innocent lives that he took;
This Crawford-King junior esquire
Who had slung both his guns and his hook.
Away o'er the dry golden prairies
He'd gone, so the sheriff was told;
So he headed that way with his posse,
But the trail was now hopelessly cold.
As cold as the night that descended
On Cody, his horse and his men;
But justice called loudly for vengeance
So at daybreak they rode out again.
Now El -Paso was quietly sitting
In the warm morning glow of the sun;
Knowing nothing of Crawford-King junior
Or the terrible deeds he had done.
There the lone desperado lay sleeping
With his colt 45 by his side;
Back in Texas the wives of his victims
Were weeping for those who had died.
Sheriff Cody burst into the bedroom
Just as Jimmy was lifting his head;
And the lead from the lawman's revolver
Made sure that King junior was dead.
Then the blue acrid smoke slowly lifted
To find things not quite what they seem:
I'd dropped off the lousy top bunk-bed,
And James Crawford-King junior? ...a dream!
Written Feb 1996
poem by John Carter Brown
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Greetings
Greetings
The lone star beer was ice cold, turned my teeth into
glaziers. My mind froze as polar bears hunted seals
on ice floes. I shuddered and thought of home.
“Don’t you like the American way? ” A tall Texan said.
He looked like a US Marshal, grey suit and a Stetson
hat, also grey.” I love America, especially Texas”, I said.
With frostbitten lips I told him I had been to New York
too, but preferred Houston. To this everyone smiled
and the big man said: ” welcome to Texas.”
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Houston Is Hot Tonight
Bright lights, Houston is hot tonight
Arabian shieks and money, up in the sky
Now I dont mind, a bloodbath, when Ive got oil, on my breath
???????? eye to eye, Houston is hot tonight
My brain is tired of the wind
Chicago winters, just do me in
Theyve got a moonman, on the telephone
Project X?, hey Houston control
???????? eye to eye, Houston
Its like, whats happening?
Houston is hot tonight
Houston is hot tonight
Houston is hot tonight
Houston is hot tonight
Houston is hot tonight
Houston is hot tonight
Houston is hot tonight
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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If You're Gonna Play In Texas
If you're gonna play in texas,
You gotta have a fiddle in the band.
That lead guitar is hot,
But not for "lousiana man".
So rosin up that bow for "faded love"
And let's all dance.
If you're gonna play in texas,
You gotta have a fiddle in the band.
I remember down in houston
We were puttin' on a show
When a cowboy in the back stood up and yelled,
"cotton-eyed joe"!
He said, "we love what you're doin'.
Boys don't get us wrong,
There's just somethin' missin' in your song.
Chorus
So we dusted off our boots and put our cowboy hats on straight.
Them texans raised the roof when jeff opened up his case.
You say y'all all wanna two-step. you say ya wanna doe-si-doe.
Well, here's a fiddlin' song before we go.
Chorus
Repeat and fade
song performed by by Alabama
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Would You Wear a Cowboy Hat for Me
Would you wear a cowboy hat for me?
Even though I know you are a big city boy
I can’t help but like those cowboy hats, you see
So would you wear a cowboy hat for me?
A ten gallon hat, yeah black, now that’s the key
Please say yes, do not be coy
So would you wear a cowboy hat for me?
Even though I know you are a big city boy
Would you wear cowboy boots for me?
Even though I know you are a big city boy
I can’t help but to like those cowboy boots, you see
So would you wear cowboy boots for me?
Rawhide leather, pointy and spurs yeah that’s the key
Please say yes, do not be coy
So would you wear cowboy boots for me?
Even though I know you are a big city boy
Would you ride a horse for me?
Even though I know you are a big city boy
I can’t help but to like horses you see
So would you ride a horse for me?
Stallion, mustang, any kind would be
Please say yes, do not be coy
So would you ride a horse for me?
Even though I know you are a big city boy
Even though you are a big city boy
You ride a horse that’s black
Wear cowboy boots and a ten gallon hat
How can it be - you are now my cowboy
poem by Anna Pacheco
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Rita Ballou
How could she dance that slow bandera
Shuffle to some cowboy hustle
How she makes those trophy buckles shine, shine, shine
Wild-eyed and mexican silvered
Trickin dumb ol cousin willard
Into thinkin that hes got her this time
Hill country holky tonkin rita ballou
Every beer joint in town has played the fool for you
Backslidin barrel ridin rita ballou
Aint a cowboy in texas would not ride a bull for you
Shes a rawhide, rope, and velvet mixture
Walkin talkin texas texture
High timin barroom fixture kind of a girl
Shes the queen of the cowboys
Look at ol willard grinnin now boys youd a thought theres less fools in this world
Hill country holky tonkin rita ballou
Every beer joint in town has played the fool for you
Backslidin barrel ridin rita ballou
Aint a cowboy in texas would not ride a bull for you
So good luck willard and heres to ya
And heres to rita and I hope shell do ya
Right all night
Lord I wish I was the fool in your jeans
Hill country holky tonkin rita ballou
Every beer joint in town has played the fool for you
Backslidin barrel ridin rita ballou
Aint a cowboy in texas would not ride a bull for you
Hill country holky tonkin rita ballou
Every beer joint in town has played the fool for you
Backslidin barrel ridin rita ballou
Aint a cowboy in texas would not ride a bull for you
song performed by by Vince Gill
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Houston
It's been three days, two hours
And a minute
Since she blasted off
Breaking every speed limit
As fast and far away from me
As she could get
Well, she said,
You'll straighten up one way or another
The Don't Mess With Texas bumper
Sticker on the bumper
Said it all as she drove off into the red sunset
She was right and I've learned my lesson
Here on out, I'm a man on a mission
Houston, we have a problem
If you can put a man on the moon
I'm sure there's something you can do
To help a love a little off course
Well, I'm losin' her,
Heaven knows I can't do that
I need her back
So come in Houston, we have a problem
She left with a suitcase full of resentment
She told me that I was afraid
Of commitment
She said don't call me baby, I'll call you
Well it's been days and I ain't
Heard nothing
Somebody's just got to do something
Houston, we have a problem
If you can put a man on the moon
I'm sure there's something you can do
To help a love a little off course
Well, I'm losin' her,
Heaven knows I can't do that
I need her back
So come in Houston, we have a problem
If I could do anything I would give everything
To make her come home
I only need a chance to say if
I could find a way
To let her know, come in
Houston, we have a problem
If you can put a man on the moon
I'm sure there's something you can do
To help a love a little off course
I'm losin' her, heaven knows I can't do that
I need her back
So come in Houston, we have a problem
We have a problem
song performed by by Phil Vassar
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Whos The Blonde Stranger
Whos the blonde stranger
By: jimmy buffett, michael utley, will jennings, josh leo
1984
Nothin like this way out in west texas
Galveston bay is a whole other world
My wifes in our room gettin over her sunburn
How would louis lamour get me next to that girl
She tells me her tan is the same all over
She asks me to dance and says keep your boots on
She never met a number one cowboy
We rolled in the sand and drank rum until dawn
Chorus:
Whos the blonde stranger, who entered my life
Makin me over, in the moonlight
This side of texas, is all new to me
Whos the blonde stranger, who lives by the sea
Stayed up all night and for me thats the first time
Sneak in the room just as cool as I can
Pull back the sheets and the bed is all empty
Except for a note left from some guy named dan
My head got all light and the room started spinning
I stepped outside just to get some fresh air
Out on a wave was my own darlin lola
And some pretty boy with bleach in his hair
Chorus:
Whos the blonde stranger, out there with my wife
What were they doin, in the moonlight
This side of texas, is all new to me
Who are these strangers, who live by the sea
Back on the ranch and everythings normal
Beach blanket bingo comes on the tv
We talk in our sleep and then the next morning
I ask her whos dan and she says whos marie?
Chorus:
Whos the blonde stranger, who entered my life
Makin me over, in the moonlight
This side of texas, is all new to me
Whos the blonde stranger, lives by the sea
Chorus:
Whos the blonde stranger, who entered my life
Makin me over, in the moonlight
This side of texas, is all new to me
Who are these strangers, who live by the sea
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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All My Exs Live In Texas
Chorus:
All my exs live in texas
And texas is the place Id dearly love to be
But all my exs live in texas
And thats why I hang my hat in tennessee
Rosannas down in texarkana
Wanted me to push her broom
Sweet eileens in abilene
She forgot I hung the moon
And allisons in galveston
Somehow lost her sanity
And dimpleõs who now lives in temples
Got the law looking for me
Chorus
I remember that old frio river
Where I learned to swim
But it brings to mind another time
Where I wore my welcome thin
By transcendental meditation
I go there each night
But I always come back to myself
Long before daylight
All my exs live in texas
And texas is the place Id dearly love to be
But all my exs live in texas
Therefore I reside in tennessee
Some folks think Im hidin
Its been rumored that I died
But Im alive and well in tennessee
song performed by by George Strait
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Shouldve Been A Cowboy
Ill bet youve never heard ole marshall dillon say
Miss kitty have you ever thought of running away
Settling down, would you marry me
If I asked you twice and begged you pretty please
Shed have said yes in a new york minute
They never tied the knot
His heart wasnt in it
He just stole a kiss as he rode away
He never hung his hat up at kittys place
I shouldve been a cowboy
I shouldve learned to rope and ride
Wearing my six-shooter, riding by pony on a cattle drive
Stealing a young girls heart
Just like gene and roy
Singing those campfire songs
Oh I shouldve been a cowboy
I might of had a side kick with a funny name
Running wild through the hills chasing jesse james
Ending up on the brink of danger
Riding shotgun for the texas rangers
Go west young man, havent you been told
Californias full of whisky, women and gold
Sleeping out all night beneath the desert stars
A dream in my eye and a prayer in my heart
I shouldve been a cowboy
I shouldve learned to rope and ride
Wearing my six-shooter riding by pony on a cattle drive
Stealing a young girls heart
Just like gene and roy
Singing those campfire songs
Oh I shouldve been a cowboy
song performed by by Toby Keith
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Ridin The Rodeo
Driving all night too many miles to go
Pedal tot he metal listenin to the radio
I got three days to get from cheyenne to san antone
Thats the life of a cowboy ridin the rodeo
My back sides sore and Im movin kinda slow
But when I hit okie city theres a barrel racer that I know
A little home cookin and some lovin to heal my bones
Thats the life of a cowboy ridin the rodeo
Ride cowboy ride hold on for your life
Eight seconds is a long long time when youre sitting on dynamite
You cant make money buddy if get thrown
Thats the life of a cowboy ridin the rodeo
Well I might get lucky down in san antone
Find a little texas girl I could call my own
That lone star lovins the best Ive ever known
Thats the life of a cowboy ridin the rodeo
Ride cowboy ride hold on for your life
Eight seconds is a long long time when youre sitting on dynamite
You cant make money buddy if get thrown
Thats the life of a cowboy ridin the rodeo
Thats the life of a cowboy ridin the rodeo
song performed by by Vince Gill
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Dream On Texas Ladies
(steve dan mills)
Way down in texas
Those cowgirls get restless
As they wait for that cowboy
Who will love them for life
And though they are certain
Theyll meet him tomorrow
Theyre alone with their dreams for tonight
So dream on texas ladies
About cowboys and babies
Hold out for that lonestar
Who will love you for life
Dream on texas ladies
About sunshine and daisies
Follow your heart
Where it leads you tonight
From houston to dallas
Those cowgirls sing ballads
About how love everlasting
Is love at its best
And they dream of that day
When they both ride away
As the sun slowly sets in the west
So dream on texas ladies
About cowboys and babies
Hold out for that lonestar
Who will love you for life
Dream on texas ladies
About sunshine and daisies
Follow your heart
Where it leads you tonight
Dream on texas ladies
About cowboys and babies
Hold out for that lonestar
Who will love you for life
Dream on texas ladies
About sunshine and daisies
Follow your heart
Where it leads you tonight
Dream on texas ladies
About cowboys and babies
Hold out for that lonestar
Who will love you for life
Dream on texas ladies
About sunshine and daisies
Follow your heart
Where it leads you tonight
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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Cowboys Of The Sea
They ride beneath the waves at 20,000 leagues
On stallions stitched to seaweed strands
So smiling, so smiling
They herd the fishes of the deep
They ride for you and me
They ranch the rich and the sunken soil
At the bottom of the sea
In the dead of night, alive in sleep
I hear them calling me
Them deep sea desperadoes
Them midnight maelstrom freaks
The cowboy of the sea
So on wings of sleep I pierce the deep
And ride like a hurricane
At midnight still I paid my bill
And turned my back on the land
With the help of old paint, that seaweed nag
Its just jesse james and me
We ride the depths and rob the banks
At the bottom of the sea
With a seamans grip on navigation
And some fired, hired hands
We set forth to confront the nation
And lend a cowboys hand
We do the dolphins dance duet
My mermaid babe and me
Then I ride of into the blue sunset
At the bottom of the sea
And with the seamans grip on submarining
And some aqualung outlaws
Our guns are made of solid dreamin
And bullets from a broken cause
And with hand held high to touch the sky
A good texas ranger Ill bebut sometimes I feel like a lone stranger
midst the cowboys of the sea
Oh and men above he cannot make love
Hes got to rape his mother the sea
And because of his greed
Were a vanishing breed
We cowboys of the sea
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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