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I'm going to Western Bay to see my lady
I'm going to Western Bay to see my baby
I'm going to Western Bay to see my lady
I'm going to Western Bay

not comparest
We plucked the roots
And found it there
Beneath the tresses
Now come again
And say we meant it

Oh lady, lady, lady
What darkened

within my bones
Take me back on the western wind to Abilene my home
Take me too my lady waiting at the door
Take me back on the western wind to the women I

Good evening ladies and gentlemen
We are currently cruising at a steady fifteen feet
This next one goes out to all the uh, cowboys in the audience

my ladies sip wine on gloss 
All my verses be high on scores 
I be, on and off
I be, turning up 
I be, stuck on my
Daily grind, jotting verses with

through the beer and Tobacco
I spent all my tin on the ladies drinking gin
Now across the western ocean I must wonder

Where's my sweetheart
I never wished

through the beer and Tobacco
I spent all my tin on the ladies drinking gin
Now across the western ocean I must wonder

Where's my sweetheart
I never wished

down homegrown western Saturday night

Well the calving's all done and the brandins' through

Hayin' don't start for a week or two

There ain't but one

A Horse Called Music

Willie Nelson

Heroes

2012

High on a mountain in western Montana
A silhouette moves cross a cinnamon sky
Ridin' along on a horse he called Music
With a song on his lips,

Bitch I'm getting western 
I feel like Wyatt Earp 
Ask me no questions 
It's just gonna get on my nerves 
Yeah I bought a new Stetson 
Yeah I bought

She likes to tango on the beach 
She likes to tango in her bed
“To both kinds of music,
Country and western,” she said
She likes to tango
In Durango

Horse Called Music

Randy Travis

You and You Alone

1998

High on a mountain in western Montana
A silhouette moves across a cinnamon sky
Riding along on a horse he calls Music
With a song on his lips,

Thinkin' I could make this many songs 'bout a lady 
When I haven't met her
But she on me heavy, on my cerebellum
If I say I love her, am I wrong?

I feel alright
But then it starts to rise
Until it drowns my mind
Taste of something bitter
Them and I
Taken for a ride
Under these western skies

Bob Wills Is Still the King [Live]

Waylon Jennings

The Hits of Waylon Jennings

1977

tip your hat to the ladies in the rose of San Antone

I grew up on music that we call western swing
It don't matter whose in Austin, Bob Wills is

Bob Wills Is Still the King

Asleep at the Wheel

Ride With Bob

1999

Well the honky-tonks in Texas were my natural second home
Where you tip your hats to the ladies and the rose of San Antone
I grew up on music that

I'd Love to Knock the Hell Out of You

Hank Williams, Jr.

Stormy

knocked out of you 

Now ladies and gentlemen 
I know that David Allen Coe thought he had the Perfect Country and Western song
But you don't have

fond
De la classe
J'suis le seul qu'a les tresses, maîtresse?
Pourquoi t'es là
Tu m'oppresses? J'me sens si
Sombre, ils sont blancs comme la craie, yeah

I'll rip that hat right off your head"
That's when my friend turned around, this is what he said

"You'll ride a black tornado, cross the western sky

natural second home
The way you tip your hat to the ladies
In the rose of San Antone.

I grew up on music
That we call western swing
It don't matter whose

your hat to the ladies
In the rose of San Antone.

I grew up on music
That we call western swing
It don't matter whose in Austin
Bob Wills is still

pushing my
Button i'm going to
So if you're looking for trouble
Tell you what you do
Come over and get some shit
Knocked out of you

Now ladies

and you will find

Down on Western Ford Gateway
That's a place where the dead say
That a man lives no more
Than his fair share of days
Down on Western

and you will find

Down on Western Ford Gateway
That's a place where the dead say
That a man lives no more
Than his fair share of days
Down on Western