Тексты песен «Chris Ledoux»

An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy day Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw A'plowin' through the ragged skies and up a cloudy draw...

She opened up the letter from Nashville Tennessee He said hon they like my music the songs I wrote for you and me The boys and me just cut a record and it could hit the charts before too long So it's gonna be a while...

I used to want to be a cowboy Spent my childhood dreamin' that Wearing spurs and boots and six guns And a big ten-gallon hat Chasin' outlaws, savin' ladies Bustin' broncs at rodeos Riding off into the sunset...

She was holding her breath and he attempted a prayer And he was cussing the dust rising up in the air 'Cos the old cattle trail, well, it weren't anywhere For a baby to draw its first breath And the unbroken West,...

Well you mama finds it hard to understand, Why her lovin' son wants to be a rodeo man. And your daddy had a whole lotta great big plans for you, You hate to disappoint him but you gotta other things to do. Now,...

Well you mama finds it hard to understand, Why her lovin' son wants to be a rodeo man. And your daddy had a whole lotta great big plans for you, You hate to disappoint him but you gotta other things to do. Now, your...

Well a bronc bucked me off up in Cheyenne Wyoming I broke me a couple of bones My wife up an left me it must be an omen my destiny's being alone I've been thinkin' of mama out a workin' the yard so I gave her a call...

I pack my clothes in a cardboard box and mama packed my lunch I walk down to the highway and caught a trailways bus I woke up in the city stepped down on the curb To the strangest lookin' people and sounds I've never...

This road that I've chosen it's a road that few have traveled But there's good times with the hard times along the way And this life that I'm livin' God knows that I love it And I like to share it with you if I may...

Before we close out the album I'd like to thank these fine players If you listen to any of the songs of the superstars of the recording business The chance is at least on of these pickers was in on the session The...

Just a broken down cowboy all down on his luck Been through the best of his friends On a long lonesome highway in an old pick-up truck Cross Texas like a hot dusty wind He was All Around Cowboy back in forty-nine...

Folks used to think that I could ride any bronc or bull alive Maybe in my younger days I could But now I'm slowin' down a bit friends tell me that I should quit And if I didn't love it so I would I recall when folks...

Folks used to think that I could ride any bronc or bull alive Maybe in my younger days I could But now I'm slowin' down a bit friends tell me that I should quit And if I didn't love it so I would I recall when folks...

Just a broken down cowboy all down on his luck Been through the best of his friends On a long lonesome highway in an old pick-up truck Cross Texas like a hot dusty wind He was All Around Cowboy back in forty-nine...

Since I was a baby, maybe two or three Ain't nothin' ever really bothered me Some people rattle at the smallest things I thought that I could handle anything but I'm All wound up nothin' I can do I get all wound...

Amarillo by morning up from San Antone Everything that I got is just what I've got on When the sun is high in the Texas sky I'll be buckin' in the country fair Amarillo my morning, Amarillo I'll be there They took...

Well I grew up in the shadow of the Rockies in the grand old West yes sir I did And dammed if we didn't have us a bunch of fun back when we was kids Yea there was manure on our britches snuff pouchin' out our lip And...

I was snappin out broncs at the Old Flyin' U At fourty a month a plum good buckaroo Well the boss came around and he says Hey my lad well you look pretty good ridin' horses that's bad You see, I in't got no more...

I was snappin' out broncs at the Old Flyin' U At forty a month a plum good buckaroo Well, the boss comes around and he says, hey my lad Well, you look pretty good ridin' horses that's bad You see, I ain't got no...

He was born and raised in Oklahoma his blood lines were white and Cherokee His daddy owned a ranch outside of Clairmore Where he learned to ride before the age of three Now young Will Rogers was a cowboy And he...