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lips ...

Cowboy lips are all right, all right by me
Strap me on a pair of lips and I'll leave you be
High in the saddle, my Chapstick in hand
Before if burns a hole down in them jeans
It it's a load, truck it, if it's a punch, duck it
If she's a lady, treat her like a queen

That's cowboy
a rain-rain-rainbow rider
 
A dream chasing cowboy with a rodeo girl by his side
Winter in Tucson and spring in Savanna
Reno in June then off to Cheyenne
He
the spring rains came

They were married
And there's an ol' song that my family used to sing
'Bout a young cowboy and a mexican girl
How they fell in love
you be my one true friend
Stick with me through thick and thin
If the roof was old and the rain came in
Honey would you stand by me

If I tried my
home I got no wife but I'll be a doggone cowboy all of my life

The hot dry wind may blow and you'll see me in the rain and snow
With just an old
the gun
And I'm just another cowboy on the run

Sometimes the rain gets all in my eyes
'Till I can't see the wrongs I've done
I've got trouble
of chrome and steel
And a load they need in Chicago
Through the middle of the night unknown
I'm on a ride that won't let me go

I'm an asphalt cowboy
one and never complain

When you needed a hand

He'd be there 'till the end

He'd stand by you in sunshine or rain


A cowboy he was king

He could do
the rain

Nobody wants to buy a counterfeited prairie lullaby in a colliery town
The hip flask and fumbled skein of some stage door Josephine is all he'll
Jenny's daddy was five years gone
By the time that Jenny was six years old
It was her and her mom and her parakeet Pete
In a little blue house
Written by: Doug Supernaw/Lonnie Alkinson
Performed by:Doug Supernaw on "Red and Rio Grande"

[Intro]
One lone star waving in the wind
A longhorn
The world was dark and your only mark 
Was the light of the northern star 
I imagine what was in your eyes 
The seeds of rust and days gone by 
Your wings
cross"
So when you see the cowboy, he's not ragged by his choice
He never meant to bow them legs
Or put that gravel in his voice
He's just chasin' what he
ended, the blooms have gone, 
Everyone killed by the morning frost. 
Is a cactus blooming there in every roadside stand 
Where the big deal is cowboy
descending
In cold dirty sheets, so under the awning we sat
And then you hailed yourself a yellow cab

And I sat for a time by the valets in line
And I
Woody's jumping on a train
In a boxcar in the rain
Under one big sky
Wipes the dust out of his eye

He's out here seeking truth
His guitar's
Hauled in by the metro for killing time and pain
With a singing brakeman screaming through your veins

You told me you were born so much higher than
the rain
But you don't have to call me darlin' darlin'
You never even call me by my name.

Spoken:

Well, you know me and The Possum Eatin' Cowboys have
Been
I had the strangest dream I ever had
As I lay asleep once in my bed
I was in a garden by a fountain
Where tears would make love grow

She kissed
Hey!
See me point that gun at y'all me no play!
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way!
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way!
Me
[Chorus]
Hey!
See me point that gun at y'all me no play!
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way!
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make
weeks in 1949
-competing versions charted by Bing Crosby (#4), Tennessee Ernie Ford (#9),
-Vaughn Monroe (#10), and Gordon MacRae (#14)
-sung by Vaughn
in by the metro for killing time and pain 
With a singing brakeman screaming through your veins

And everything's been sold American
The lonely
and that's a sad affair
Soda pop and bubble gum she brings him by the score
Lots of candy kisses too he couldn't ask for more
But he's a rough-tough cowboy