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When the western sun is sinking 
And the moon creeps through the sky
And the little doggies cuddle close and dream
Then I'll ride on down the canyon 
With a heart that's light and free
For she's waiting there 
My Texas Blue Bonnet Queen

[Chorus]
Golden love light shines, my darling, 
In your eyes so bright and blue
Cause I know you'll always be 
Like a prairie flower to me
And you'll never fade 
My Texas Blue Bonnet Queen

Riding down the trail together, 
My prairie flower and I
O'er sage brush sea our happy dreams we'll share
'Neath the moon in all its glory 
I'll whisper I love you
And we'll link two hearts 
In love together there.
When first I did appear upon this native soil
All up and down this country at labor I did toil
I slumbered in the moonlight and I rose with the sun
I rambled through the canyons where the cold rivers run 

When first I did come down where the land meets the sea
The people said Who are you and what would your name be
I said I have no home and I am no man's son 
'Twas inland I was born and from inland that I come 

In the good land I was young and I was strong
No one dared to call me son
Happy just to see my day's work done
See my day's work done 

So I swung an axe as a timberjack
And I worked the Quebec mines
And on the golden prairie I rode the big combines
I sailed the maritime waters of many a seaport town
Built the highways and the byways to the western salmon grounds 

I've gazed upon the good times I've seen the bad times too
Felt many a cold and bitter wind and many a mornin' dew
I've watched the country growin' like a fair and mighty thing
And on the still of a summer night I've heard the mountains ring 

In the good land I was young and I was strong
No one dared to call me son
Happy just to see my day's work done
See my day's work done 

But now the seeds are planted and the gates are open wide
The old ways are forgotten there's no place left to hide
And the legacy I'm leavin' you is not very hard to find
You'll see it all around you at this crossroads of time
In the sweet soil it's a-growin' At the crossroads of time
Put those dreams to rest
Throw them at the moon
Blow the confetti across
The golden west

I was the fragrance in the wild flower
Opening for only you
In the delicate hour
Before the cold shot through
Ten thousand years from now
You'll put your hand in mine
Remembering a fragrance
Full of melancholy time

You see those ravens breaking the prairie sky?
I know, off some fella's laundry line
Hi Beau, aren't you a prairie rose
Smellin' like a watermelon vine
Here's a man the sheriff watches
On his gun there's more than twenty-seven notches
On the draw there's no one faster and you're flirting with disaster
When Bill Hickok's reputation you malign
And I'm glad to say he's a very good friend of a friend of mine

Oh, my throat's as dry as a desert thistle in May
In the Golden Garter, gonna wet my whistle today
Last to the bar's a three-legged crow
Set 'em up Joe, set 'em up Joe, set 'em up Joe
Set 'em up Joe
Now when the sun is going down in the prairie, 
And the golden hair is a flame, 
I say "do you really love me, Mary?" 
I hold her and I whisper her name.
You're like a scent caught on the breeze
that leads you to a prairie, of sex-crazed daffodils and asters
Screaming forth from the earth in gasps of beauty and disorder
Glowing pastel auras x2

Hold me in my holding pattern
Take away the static underneath my jacket
How could I not put my rusty creaking petals to your soft sweet metal
You're light and heat together

Baby come and trace my shadow
Make my body echo I don't wanna let go

A little fire burning in the cold night of my terror
Stretch back show me your center

You're like a scent caught on the breeze
that leads you to a prairie, of sex-crazed daffodils and asters
Screaming forth from the earth in gasps of beauty and disorder
Glowing pastel auras x2

I'll become a golem of love, put berry juice on my lips, and be my own UFO
as I was begging my heart to get off of it's ass I missed you fighting off sharks in my ego

I'm just a sucker, betting all my presence on the future
as if misery wasn't full of nicotine
Everything is sacred but except for you I believe in nothing

You're like a scent caught on the breeze
that leads you to a prairie, of sex-crazed daffodils and asters
Screaming forth from the earth in gasps of beauty and disorder
Glowing pastel auras x2

You're like a scent caught on the breeze
that leads you to a prairie, of sex-crazed daffodils and asters
Screaming forth from the earth in gasps of beauty and disorder
Glowing pastel auras x2
I know, off some fella's laundry line
Hi Beau, aren't you a prairie rose
Smellin' like a watermelon vine
Here's a man the sheriff watches
On his gun there's more than twenty-seven notches
On the draw there's no one faster and you're flirting with disaster
When Bill Hickok's reputation you malign
And I'm glad to say he's a very good friend of a friend of mine

Oh, my throat's as dry as a desert thistle in May
In the Golden Garter, gonna wet my whistle today
Last to the bar's a three-legged crow
Set 'em up Joe, set 'em up Joe, set 'em up Joe
Set 'em up Joe
Purple hues in a golden light,
Leading us through the darkest night.
In your bloom, the future’s bright,
Korean Aster, our guiding sight.
[Chorus]
If the wolf don't howl in the dark of the moon
We can make Scotts Bluff by the middle of June
If the wolf don't howl in the dark of the moon
We can make Scotts Bluff by the middle of June

Did you see that endless prairie
Blowin' clean and pure and free?
Did you hear that rollin' thunder
On the wild Nebraska sea?

Did you climb the shining mountains?
We only knew each other by letter 
I went to meet her off the train
When the smoke had cleared and the dust was still 
She was standing there and speaking my name
I guarantee she looked like an angel
I couldn't think of what I should say
But when Adam saw Eve in the garden
I believe he felt the selfsame way

I handed her up on the wagon
And I loaded up her trunk behind
She was sitting up there with the gold in her hair
And I tried to get a hold of my mind

Do you think that you could love me Mary
Do you think we got a chance of a life
Do you think that you could love me Mary
Now you are to be my wife

We finally headed out of the station
And we drove up the home trail
And when we came on the farm she laid a hand on my arm
I thought my resolution would fail
And I froze as she stepped in the doorway
Stood there as still as could be
I said I know it ain't much, it needs a woman's touch
Lord she turned around and looked at me

Do you think that you could love me Mary
Do you think we got a chance of a life
Do you think that you could love me Mary
Now you are to be my wife

We had a prairie wedding
There was a preacher and a neighbor or two
I gave my golden thing a gold wedding ring 
And the both of us said I do
When the sun's going down on the prairie
And the gold in her hair is aflame
I say do you really love me Mary
And I hold her and I whisper her name

Do you think that you could love me Mary
Do you think we got a chance of a life
Do you think that you could love me Mary
Now you are to be my wife
Chorus
Cattle on the prairie, they roam and they graze,
In the golden sunlight's warm embrace.
Their lowing echoes through the land,
A symphony of the prairie, grand.
Solo vero hardcore reciti poi il salmo
Debole sul palco i dread te li strappo
Sangue tuo sgorga a fiumi dalle casse
Il nome già ricorda dopo grida Aster
Solo vero hardcore reciti poi il salmo
Debole sul palco i dread te li strappo
Sangue tuo sgorga a fiumi dalle casse
Il nome già ricorda dopo grida Aster
E picchio da pugile umile come Kendrick
Scherzo, suono con i denti Jimi Hendrix
E dopo si narra di sto king dopo Marra
Su ring ogni barra è assolo di chitarra
Ignorante metteresti poi la sesta su una Tesla
Prendi colpo Randy Orton sono Brock Lesnar
E nei testi peso ti lascio già in mente leso
Porto qua il dolore sono Method Man come Cartesio
E mi metto in mostra poi m'illumino d'immenso
Divento shockstar peggio di Marylin Manson
Prophet of rage rocker tipo Jimmy Page
Dell'hip hop è tornata adesso la vera golden age
Con nuova icona livello da Frank Zappa
Se per voi Green Day per me è sempre Black Sabbath
Ed è rap crudo da film di Uma Thurman
L'urban già ti turba benvenuto nella giungla
Solo vero hardcore reciti poi il salmo
Debole sul palco i dread te li strappo
Sangue tuo sgorga a fiumi dalle casse
Il nome già ricorda dopo grida Aster
Solo vero hardcore reciti poi il salmo
Debole sul palco i dread te li strappo
Sangue tuo sgorga a fiumi dalle casse
Il nome già ricorda dopo grida Aster
Aster
Aster
Aster
Aster
Aster
Aster
Aster
Aster
E tu grida Aster
E tu grida Aster
E tu grida Aster
E tu grida Aster
Aster
Aster
Aster
Aster
Aster
Aster
Aster
Aster
E tu grida Aster
E tu grida Aster
E tu grida Aster
E tu grida Aster
Sento solo finti realizzati pure off beat
Sono poi i descritti Shook Ones infami tipo Mobb Deep
Appena sentono l'impatto di Leo sopra poi il boom bap
Alzano dopo i loro tacchi ed escon tutti dalla chat
Mi daranno il Pulitzer come fatto a Coltrane
Perché qua sono l'MVP chiamami tu già Lebron James
Vuoi zittirmi invano divento poi Corvo Attano
Quindi aspetta dopo l'arrivo del vero leviatano
Sono vero in quanto me ne fotto di esser real
Me ne sbatto del trend pop anche poi del sex appeal
Spingo barre crude sul palco con viso truce
A me ti stringo come al tempo fece spesso già Ted Nugent
Grip sul beat più stretto di plettro di Fender
Ho più fegato di tutti ed entro in mode Berzerk
Vuoi pezzi chill per le tue storie su Insta
Perfetto idiota tu hai solo già sbagliato artista
Solo vero hardcore reciti poi il salmo
Debole sul palco i dread te li strappo
Sangue tuo sgorga a fiumi dalle casse
Il nome già ricorda dopo grida Aster
Solo vero hardcore reciti poi il salmo
Debole sul palco i dread te li strappo
Sangue tuo sgorga a fiumi dalle casse
Il nome già ricorda dopo grida Aster
Dopo grida Aster
Dopo grida Aster
Dopo grida Aster
Dopo grida
Rustling leaves and prairie dreams,
A melody carried by gentle streams.
Through the fields and the golden beams,
In the rhythm of the country, where hope gleams.
Rustling leaves and prairie dreams,
A melody carried by gentle streams.
Through the fields and the golden beams,
In the rhythm of the country, where hope gleams.
Round prairie road
Just how far do you go
Suddenly you feel so far away 

Spent too much time
With my ladder to climb
Maybe we can meet again someday
Maybe we can meet again someday

Give me back my
Dying angel
I long to hold her still
How I miss her Lucid water
And her Golden hills

I've been careless 
Let her falter
Watched her slip away
Left her helpless
At the alter 
Passing lines down the old highway 

Round prairie road
Just how far do you go
Suddenly you feel so far away 

Spent too much time
Drinking brandy and wine
Maybe we can meet again someday
Maybe we can meet again someday

Gently sleeping
In the cradle 
As the oak trees sway
Dawn is breaking 
A day in making
Slowly taking
My time away

Round prairie road
Just how far do you go
Suddenly you feel so far away 

Spent too much time
Growing old on the vine
Maybe we can meet again someday
Maybe we can meet again someday
With a gentle moo and a contented sigh,
You bid the day a soft goodbye.

Chorus:
Oh, cows of the prairie, so serene,
In the golden fields, you're like a dream.
With every step and every low,
You paint the landscape in a golden glow.
In the golden fields where the wheat grows low Beneath the white and in the sky the sunbeams
All glow Farmers toil with their gentle earnest pace
Their hearts are full of a simple, wholesome grace
By the cool of dawn, prayers ascend above Thanking the Lord for His boundless love

In glass-type family meals to pray Bless the Lamb that feeds them every day
Oh, the prairie winds whisper God's own voice In the rustling grain we all rejoice
Underneath the sun's warm embrace We find our strength within these golden fields of grace
Even in fall, the shadows stretch out long The prairie's heart beats to an old sweet song

By the fire's glow, the stories are told with cheer Of faith and hope that will cast out every fear
Oh, the prairie winds whisper God's own voice
In the rustling grain we all rejoice So we tread these fields where the good Lord lays
Finding our peace in His wondrous ways In the dance of the wheat, in the winds of trace Our souls are home in These fields of grace

Oh, the prairie winds whisper God's own voice In the rustling grain we all rejoice
Underneath the sun's warm embrace We find our strength within these golden fields of grace
Oh, the Sunday's ring with hymns and sweet praise As the steeple-bells call hearts ablaze
In His Word we find our resting place Guided by His Spirit we run the race

And by the cool of dawn, prayers ascend above Thanking the Lord for His boundless love
Hands clasped, tied of family, kneels to pray They bless the land that feeds them every day
In His Word we find our resting place Guided by His Spirit we run the race
And by the cool of dawn, prayers ascend above Thanking the Lord for His boundless love
I may be living in the stars with you
So turn the lights down under the meteor shower for there is no use
You're the sun and baby I'm your moon
The silver and golden eclipse
Venus and Neptune

I say it so often but it always seems surreal
The cosmic love you offer
By your hand I'll take the deal
You make me feel like a goddess
When you worship how I move
Coruscate and gravitate to
Venus and Neptune

I am not just a woman
You are not just a man
We are not only human
We are everything we can and want to be
We find fluidity
We're queer and alive
Dancing celestial beings

Pull me in I'll bloom like an aster flower
If you stay with me I'll teach you how to know your power
Pull me in I'll bloom like an aster flower
We can reclaim all that was once ours

Pull me in I'll bloom like an aster flower
In the softness there lies all your power
Pull me in I'll bloom like an aster flower
We can reclaim all that was once ours

I say it so often but it always seems surreal
The cosmic love you offer
By your hand I'll take the deal
You make me feel like a goddess
When you worship how I move
Coruscate and gravitate to
Venus and Neptune

Patiently waiting for what you asked for
Delicately hold another September
Patiently waiting for what you asked for
Delicately hold another September
He's a showman and he's smarter,
operates the Golden Garter,
where the cream of Deadwood City come to dine.
And I'm glad to say he's a very good friend of mine.
Introducin' Henry Miller, just as busy as a fizzy sarsparilla
Ain't a showman and he's smarter, operates the Golden Garter
Where the cream of Deadwood City come to dine
And I'm glad to say he's a very good friend of mine

Hi Joe, say where d'you get them fancy clothes
I know, off some fella's laundry line
Hi Beau, aren't you the Prairie Rose
Smellin' like a watermelon vine

Here's the man the Sheriff watches
On his gun there's more than twenty-seven notches
On the draw there's no-one faster and you're flirtin' wit
weary of time
Who countest the steps of the Sun
Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where the traveller's journey is done

Where the Youth pined away with desire
And the pale Virgin shrouded in snow
Arise from their graves, and aspire
Where my Sun-flower wishes to go

The wind-flower and the violet
they perished long ago
And the brier-rose and the orchis died 
amid the summer glow
But on the hill the golden-rod
and the aster in the wood
And the yellow sun-flower by the brook
in autumn beauty stood
Till fell the frost from the clear cold heaven
as falls the plague on men
And the brightness of their smile was gone
from upland, glade, and glen

The modest Rose puts forth a thorn
The humble Sheep a threat'ning horn
While the Lilly white shall in Love delight
Nor a thorn, nor a threat, stain her beauty bright
Sunrise calls my name
Golden skies and open plains
Hoofbeats in the morning dew, do
This is where my heart stays true
Fences stretching far and wide
Mountains standing side by side
Saddle up it's time to ride
Here in nature I confide
I worked on a horse ranch
Dust and trails my old dance
Under stars my soul's trance
Life's simple in a glance
Cows and calves across the range
Every day's a touch of strange
Wind that sings a lonesome tune
Underneath the prairie moon
Rolling hills and fields of green
Cowboy dreams in every scene
In the quiet I find peace
From every care a sweet release
I worked on a horse ranch
Dust and trails my old dance
Under stars my soul's trance
Life's simple in a glance
Cows and calves across the range
Every day's a touch of strange
Wind that sings a lonesome tune
Underneath the prairie moon, every place
Roll on the horse ranch
Dust and trails my old dance
Under stars my soul's trance
Life's simple in a glance
Cows and calves across the range
Every day's a touch of strange
Wind that sings a lonesome tune
Underneath the prairie moon, every place
Rolling hills and fields of green
Cowboy dreams in every scene
In the quiet I find peace
From every care a sweet release, release, rele-release
Love Survives
by Rod Brown C 2011

Yellow gold upon the peaks
Lord knows this memory speaks to me
Shimmering leaves against the sky
I won’t even try to hide
The tears I cry

Prairie wool beneath my feet
Prairie dog is watching me
Walk across our Mother’s back
Man I’m back there in the past
Just you and me

Eagle fly the great circle
Above the golden leaves
Can you hear the Great Spirit
Hear the whispering of the trees

Shadows come and cover me
Sister Moon shine down on me
Hear the coyote sing his song
Won’t be long before the dawn
Just you and me

Ghosts were dancing in the sky
That night I held you so tight
The night that you and I believed
In the rustling of the leaves
That love survives

You could hear the prairie sigh
And I could feel you by my side
Shooting stars were out that night
As we watched the Northern lights
Yes love survives
With thundering hooves and mighty horn,  
In the prairie's heart, they were born.  

(Verse 2)
Through the grasslands they gracefully stride,  
In harmony with nature, they abide.

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