Nobodys Home
Move slowly to my dresser drawers
Put my blue jeans on
Find my cowboy boots, my button down
Strap my timepiece on my arm
Grab my billfold, my pocket change
Just a mindless old routine
Then its out the door and down the street
But its not really me
I still comb my hair the same
Still like the same cologne
And I still drive that pickup truck
That the same old bank still owns
But since you left, everybody says
Im not the guy theyve known
The lights are on, but nobodys home
Cup of coffee in the morning
Just food for the brain
But Ive been numb since our last goodbye
I havent felt a thing
But now theres pains in my head
And pains in my chestand I think Im losing my hair
Im a half a man with half a mind
To think you didnt care
Repeat chorus
song performed by by Clint Black
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Ride Cowboy Ride
Up in the morning at the break of day
You'll hear a big bearded cowboy at the chuck wagon say
"Gather 'round boys, the coffee's hot on the fire
There's a full day of branding, we're heating the iron
I want to smell that scorched hair and burning hide
The horses have grain boys, they're ready to ride
Roll up your bed rolls and jump in your boots
Daylight is a-wastin', boys, it's out of the shoots"
Come on and ride, cowboy, ride
Roll up your riatas and pull your sombreros down tight
We're going to ride, ride, ride where the trail will wind
You'd better drive, drive, drive or we'll leave you behind
Come on and ride, ride, ride, cowboy, ride
It's a beautiful morning and you've had a good rest
You ropers get ready to be at your best
Saddle them ponies and tighten the cinch (Yahoo!)
Pull on your gloves and take your hat off the fence
We'll take the cattle to market, and after they're sold
You can all let your hair down, get lazy or bold
Riding to town to find a lady or two
She'll take you by the arms and shake the dust off your boots
Come on and ride, cowboy, ride
Roll up your riatas and pull your sombreros down tight
We're going to ride, ride, ride where the trail will wind
You'd better drive, drive, drive or we'll leave you behind
Come on and ride, ride, ride, cowboy, ride
Come on and ride, cowboy, ride
Roll up your riatas and pull your sombreros down tight
We're going to ride, ride, ride where the trail will wind
You'd better drive, drive, drive or we'll leave you behind
Come on and ride, ride, ride, cowboy, ride
song performed by by Nickel Creek
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You Havent Left Me Yet
The laughter is gone
The cryin is over
And Im not losing sleep anymore
The walls are all bare
The closets half empty
The phone doesnt ring like before
Im done with falln apart
Im waiting for my change of heart
Chorus:
I wake up alone
Knowin Im on my own again
Got it all straight in my head
Must be something I missed
As I went down the list
Of the things that I need to forget
Everythings gone
But you havent left me yet
I painted our room
Replaced all the curtains
And theres a new rug on the floor
Called up good will
Said come and get it
Everything she left behind is yours
I can still see you drivin away
So why do I still see your face
When....
Repeat chorus
Theres not a picture left
Not a stitch of clothes
But theres still something here
And I dont believe in ghosts
Repeat chorus twice
song performed by by George Strait
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Rodeo Or Mexico
For a change
I headed south
Across the border
For the pesos and
A different horse to ride
Id be back to make
The rodeo in waco
But that was long
Before I saw them
Dark brown eyes
With long black hair and
English bad and broken
Her body said the words
She couldnt find
As I hung on every word
She left unspoken
The question started
Leaning on my mind
[chorus:]
Rodeo or mexico
They both can keep
A cowboy satisfied
Rodeo or mexico
The only way
I know how to decide
Is just to get on and ride
We danced all night
Beneath that sheet of cotton
And you just dont
Tell a girl like that goodbye
But the cowboy life
Aint easily forgotten
Though lying there
I couldnt help
But wonder why
[repeat chorus]
The morning
Found the answer
Dawning on me
As I woke up to the
Sharp end of a knife
He was screaming at
The woman hanging on me
Does anybody know the
Spanish word for wife?
[repeat chorus]
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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Chicago Is So Two Years Ago
my heart is on my sleeve
wear it like a bruise or blackeye
my badge, my witness
that means that i believed
every single lie you said (and learned from the best)
cause every pain of glass that your pebbles tap negates
the pains i went through to avoid you
and every little pat on the shoulder for attention fails to mention i still hate you
but there's a light on in chicago
and i know i should be home
all the colors of the street signs..
they remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbor's house
she took me down and said:
"boy's like you are overrated. so save your breath."
loaded words and loaded friends
are loaded guns to our heads
cause every pain of glass that your pebbles tap
negates the pains i went through to avoid you
and every little pat on the shoulder for attention fails to mention i still hate you
but there's a light on in chicago
and i know i should be home
all the colors of the street signs..
they remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbor's house
you want apologies
girl, you might hold your breath
until your breathing stops forever, forever
the only thing you'll get
is this curse on your lips:
i hope they taste of me forever
there's a light on in chicago
and i know i should be home
all the colors of the street signs..
they remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbor's
with every breath i wish your body will be broken again
song performed by by Fall Out Boy
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Rodeo
His eyes are cold and restless
His wounds have almost healed
And shed give half of texas
Just to change the way he feels
She knows his loves in tulsa
And she knows hes gonna go
Well, it aint no woman, flesh and blood
Its that damned old rodeo.
(chorus)
Well, its bulls and blood
Its dust and mud
Its the roar of a sunday crowd
Its the white in his knuckles
The gold in the buckle
Hell win the next go round
Its boots and chaps
Its cowboy hats
Its spurs and latigo
Its the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing rodeo.
She does her best to hold him
When his love comes to call
But his need for it controls a man
And her backs against the wall
And its so long girl, Ill see you.
When its time for him to go
You know the woman wants her cowboy
Like he wants his rodeo
*chorus*
Itll drive a cowboy crazy
Itll drive the man insane
And hell sell off everything he owns
Just to pay to play her game
And a broken home and some broken bones
Is all hell have to show
For all the years that he spent chasin
This dream they call rodeo.
*chorus*
Well, its bulls and blood
Its dust and mud
Its the roar of a sunday crowd
Its the white in his knuckles
The gold in the buckle
Hell win the next go round
Its boots and chaps
Its cowboy hats
Its spurs and latigo
Its the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing rodeo.
Its the broncs and the blood
Its the steers and the mud
And they call the thing rodeo
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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The barbar down the lane
Most time as much a scissor talk
Call for long legs and hair walk
A thing that happens all the time
To every pocket that has least a dim
The man change a hair one
With smile and happiness morning in line
A hair enters and 'voom' disappears
The man inside with hair on repairs
Our barbar down the lane
Is a man with no shame
My hair I dedicate to him
And mine is down with all vim
The everday I wish to enter
And embrass the comb in my hair
This then I know it him
The barbar down the lane
poem by Henry Nii Ayi Cobblah
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Last Night, Evry Night
(bob morrison, jim zerface, bill zerface)
I watch you as you wake and rub your eyes and try to hide them from the
Morning sun
I whisper how ya doing and you smile and say so tenderly good morning
Hun
Chorus:
Last night you made his memory fade a little
You helped me see how love can still be right
I wish you didnt have to leave
If you just knew how much I need
Last night, evry night
I know you have to catch a plane to memphis
And you mentioned its an early flight
You start to pack
And while I comb my hair
I stare at you and think about last night
Cause (repeat chorus)
I slip into my robe to go make coffee
You come in and pull me close to you
And as I feel your tender kiss
I whisper cant memphis wait a day or two
Cause (repeat chorus)
Cause (repeat chorus)
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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Drive A Crooked Road
Cruisin down the street
Got the glaze in my eyes
Lookin for a thousand reasons why
I dont want to be here
I dont want to die
What was I thinking we should have known
All the lights are one
But theres nobody home
Drive a crooked road
Stop inside a liquor store
Just to grab a taste
Man behind the counter
Dont recognize my face
Give me all your money
Got not time to waste
What was I thinking
We should have known
All the lights are one
But theres nobody home
Chorus:
Drive a crooked road
Drive a crooked road
Satisfy your soul
Drive a crooked road
I just ran out of time
I just ran out of luck
Ive never been busted
And this aint even my truck
Everybodys laughin
Nobody cares
It seems like theres red
Flashin lights everywhere
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sittin in the darkness
Im staring at the bars
Couldnt drive too fast
I couldnt drive too far
I could have been somebody
I could have been a star
Should have stayed at home
Should have stayed in bed
Thought I heard this crazy
Screaming, screaming in my head, said
(chorus)
What was I thinking
We should have known
All the lights are one
But theres nobody home
(chorus)
song performed by by Toto
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Good Year For The Roses
I can hardly bear the sight of lipstick on the cigarettes there in the ashtray
Lyin cold the way you left em, but at least your lips caressed them while
You packed
Or the lip-print on a half-filled cup of coffee that you poured and didnt drink
But at least you thought you wanted it, thats so much more than I can say
For me
What a good year for the roses
Many blooms still linger there
The lawn could stand another mowin
Funny I dont even care
As you turn to walk away
As the door behind you closes
The only thing I have to say
Its been a good year for the roses
After three full years of marriage, its the first time that you havent
Made the bed
I guess the reason were not talkin, theres so little left to say we
Havent said
While a million thoughts go racin through my mind, I find I havent said a word
>from the bedroom the familiar sound of a babys cryin goes unheard
What a good year for the roses
Many blooms still linger there
The lawn could stand another mowin
Funny I dont even care
As you turn to walk away
As the door behind you closes
The only thing I have to say
Its been a good year for the roses
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Its My Job
By: mac mcanally
1970
For mac who reminds me of me seven years ago
In the middle of late last night I was sittin on a curb
I didnt know what about, but I was feelin quite disturbed
A street sweeper came whistlin by, he was bouncin every step
It seemed strange how good he felt, so I asked him while he swept
Chorus:
He said, its my job to be cleaning up this mess
And thats enough reason to go for me
Its my job to be better than the rest
And that makes a day for me.
I got an uncle who owns a bank, hes a self-made millionaire
He never had anyone to love, never had no one to care
He always seemed kinda sad to me and I asked him why that was
And he told me its because in my contract theres this clause
Chorus:
That says, its my job to be worried half to death
And thats the thing people respect in me
Its my job but without it Id be less
Than what I expect from me.
Now Ive been lazy most all my life writin songs and sleepin late
And any manual labor Ive done was purely by mistake
If street sweepers can smile then Ive got no right to feel upset
But sometimes I still forget
til the lights go on and the stage is set
And the song hits home and you feel that sweat
Chorus:
Its my job to be different than the rest
And thats enough reason to go for me
Its my job to be better than the rest
And thats a rough break for me
Chorus:
Its my job to be cleaning up this mess
And thats enough reason to go for me
Its my job to be better than the rest
And that makes the day for me
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Background vocals: mac mcanally, j.d. souther
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Black Jeans
Going somewhere special
Or just living an ordinary day,
Makes all the difference
Of what I wear along the way -
A wedding, or a funeral
It's all a serious scene,
No room for blue
Just got to wear my best black jeans -
Out on the farm
Or driving my old truck,
I'm sportin' my faded Wranglers
Or even bibs, like good ol' Huck -
But, when comes time
For show and shine,
I go deep in the closet
My pressed black pants to find -
They're the ones
That look best,
With my buckaroo boots
And Western vest -
Blue may be fine
For the daily, routine grind, but
Jeans of black are where it's at,
Whenever I'm headed out
Topped with my best, clean cowboy hat!
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Dan, My Fling
(jacob brackman/fred gardner)
I said that I felt jailed up
As if our doors were nailed up
I said I needed separate places,
Parties, room to move around in.
I said I needed my fling
Had to get out and do some other thing.
It took me months to calculate
That I had nothing left without you-
(chorus)
Dan, my fling is all flung out
Now Ive got to fall back on dreams
I thought Id try and write you
I thought Id try and phone you
I thought Id try to tell you
That I smell your hair still on my pillow
But youd just mile to please me
Youd shake your head, youd tease me -
Remind me it was I who first claimed
That we both required freedom
(chorus)
Id dream up schemes to meet you,
Id nonchalantly greet you,
Id ask you up for coffee
Anytime you had an hour open.
You say you like my hair long,
You ask me if Ive written any new songs,
Youd laugh, youd turn and cross the street
And leave me dizzy with your laughter -
(chorus)
I hear youre leaving this town,
You and some girl gonna travel around,
You bought a car with foldback seats,
Youll camp out by the lakes and forests.
I lie alone in our old bed,
Your laughter its echoin inside my head.
I close my eyes, I smell your hair
Its like I havent slept in years -
(chorus)
song performed by by Carly Simon
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I Was Blown Away
(layng martine, jr.)
You drove up in your pickup truck
That hot september day
Not a wisp of wind in the parking lot
But honey I was blown away
And later on that fall at the dixie mall
When I didnt know what to say
I seen hide nor hair of no dynamite
But honey I was blown away
(chorus)
Big sister said youd better watch out
I slammed the door and said
You dont know what youre talikng about
Mama said I sang when the telephone rang
And she called out honey, its ray
Like a piece of dust on a four lane road
Honey I was blown away
Im talikng bout smithereens
Just you in a pair of jeans
Now I know what crazy means
(repeat chorus)
Then on a tuesday night daddy said
Some guys on the porch with a big bouquet
You stood there with your slicked-back hair
And honey I was blown away
And when we slippe out back
Across the railroad track
And you softly touched my face
Well I never did feel a train go by
But honey I was blown away
No I vever did feel a train go by
But honey I was blown away
song performed by by Pam Tillis
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Gotta Move (live)
I don't wanna get left behind
Gonna love my baby all the time
If I don't wanna get left alone
I gotta move on down my baby's home
And if my baby isn't there
I'm gonna fill my gap and comb my hair
Gotta move, gotta move
Gotta move, gotta move
All my life I've had to move
Always failed to stay in school
As I move down this very long road
Sometimes I wished I'd stayed at home
Where I'm going no one knows
Only know I gotta go
You gotta move, gotta move
Gotta move, gotta move
I don't wanna get left behind
Gonna love my baby all the time
If I don't wanna get left alone
I gotta move on down my baby's home
And if baby isn't there
I'm gonna brush my boots and comb my hair
I gotta move, gotta move
I gotta move, gotta move
song performed by by Kinks
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The Steal Of The Night
The band had just started when they walked in the door
He sat her at a table and strolled out on the floor
He grabbed the first sweet thang that gave him the eye
And left the door open for the steal of the night
Three dances later she was still in her chair
He was still on the dance floor like he didnt care
So I eased on over, there was no ring in sight
And I found myself facing the steal of the night.
(chorus)
She was the steal of the night,
Oh yeah, she was the steal of the night
He long hair flowing and her jeans so tight
I held her close and it felt so right
She was the steal of the night
Oh yeah, she was the steal of the night
He left her lonely and the pickings were right
She was the steal of the night
We danced every slow one the band could play
Was it ever this easy for ole jesse james
Had the gold in my hands and the banker was blind
Just inches away from the steal of the night
When the band stopped playing we walked to the car
As I closed the door he ran out of the bar
Saw him shaking his fist under the parking lot light
As I strolled away with the steal of the night
(repeat chorus)
(repeat chorus and fade out)
song performed by by George Strait
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Gamblers All
sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think,
I'm not going to make it, but you laugh inside
remembering all the times you've felt that way, and
you walk to the bathroom, do your toilet, see that face
in the mirror, oh my oh my oh my, but you comb your hair anyway,
get into your street clothes, feed the cats, fetch the
newspaper of horror, place it on the coffee table, kiss your
wife goodbye, and then you are backing the car out into life itself,
like millions of others you enter the arena once more.
you are on the freeway threading through traffic now,
moving both towards something and towards nothing at all as you punch
the radio on and get Mozart, which is something, and you will somehow
get through the slow days and the busy days and the dull
days and the hateful days and the rare days, all both so delightful
and so disappointing because
we are all so alike and so different.
you find the turn-off, drive through the most dangerous
part of town, feel momentarily wonderful as Mozart works
his way into your brain and slides down along your bones and
out through your shoes.
it's been a tough fight worth fighting
as we all drive along
betting on another day.
poem by Charles Bukowski
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When Youre On Top
I need a bed
That nobodys slept in
I need some air
Nobodys been breathing
I need a thought
That I can believe in
Is this fog
Or is the building really burning
I need you
Much more than ever
Im making new friends
But none of them matter
Maybe now
We dont fit together
But youve got your arms around
No one but strangers
I feel fine
With the sun in my eyes
The wind in my hair
When Im falling out of this sky
Im doing better than I thought I would
But nothings ever as good
As when youre on top
I want to wake up
And just start running
Into a ditch
Or straight up a mountain
I want to get
Where no one been gettin
Make it deeper than hell
Or make it higher than heaven
I need someone whose price hasnt been met
When everybodys disappearing
By the minute
There isnt anyone left
I havent meet yet
Well I remember
When they hadnt gotten to you yet
[chorus]
Half way up
And over this rainbow
I heard a shot
Fire up from a ghetto
As I drop
I didnt think youd follow
Just didnt know
The sky was this shallow
I need a garden
Where nothings forbidden
I need an apple
That no ones been eatin
I want to start again
Back at the beginnin
I had a vision
That this feeling maybe has an ending
song performed by by Wallflowers
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When Youre On Top
I need a bed
That nobodys slept in
I need some air
Nobodys been breathing
I need a thought
That I can believe in
Is this fog
Or is the building really burning
I need you
Much more than ever
Im making new friends
But none of them matter
Maybe now
We dont fit together
But youve got your arms around
No one but strangers
I feel fine
With the sun in my eyes
The wind in my hair
When Im falling out of this sky
Im doing better than I thought I would
But nothings ever as good
As when youre on top
I want to wake up
And just start running
Into a ditch
Or straight up a mountain
I want to get
Where no one been gettin
Make it deeper than hell
Or make it higher than heaven
I need someone whose price hasnt been met
When everybodys disappearing
By the minute
There isnt anyone left
I havent meet yet
Well I remember
When they hadnt gotten to you yet
[chorus]
Half way up
And over this rainbow
I heard a shot
Fire up from a ghetto
As I drop
I didnt think youd follow
Just didnt know
The sky was this shallow
I need a garden
Where nothings forbidden
I need an apple
That no ones been eatin
I want to start again
Back at the beginnin
I had a vision
That this feeling maybe has an ending
song performed by by Wallflowers
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Dream On!
Clouds hang low today covering the ridge,
if I drive up there on my bike I can hide in
a steel blue cloud and people will say:
where is he? Him! He is trying to find
the milky way where postmen wear red
uniforms and say good morning sir before
handing you the gas bill.
Sigh, here back on earth the post has been
privatized low status, casual work, they
wear jeans and anorak and have no time for
a chat, their route is long and a man with
a timepiece follows them around.
When coming down from the ridge I will not
carry tablets, stay silent drive home and
make a cup of coffee.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Blue Morning, Blue Day
Out in the street its 6 am, another sleepless night
Three cups of coffee, but I cant clear my head from what went down last night
No we wont have our own little ways, but somehow we keep it together
You hear me talk, but you dont hear what I say, I guess it dont even matter
Chorus:
Blue morning, blue day, wont you see things my way
Blue morning, cant you see, what your love has done to me
Ive always listened to your point of view, my ways are cut through men
And Ive always been a patient man, but my patience has reached its end
You tell me youre leaving, you tell me goodbye
You say you might send a letter
Well honey dont telephone, cause I wont be alone
I need someone to make me feel better
Chorus
(solo)
Chorus
(blue morning) blue morning, (blue morning) blue morning
(blue morning) blue morning, blue blue blue day, yeah
song performed by by Foreigner
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