Тексты песен «Chris Ledoux»

Boots spurs and a pearl handle cap pistol and a gold mine that dug in the sand I rode the fence line in her backyard each day on a stick horse I called old Dan One day my mama she called me aside and said you can't be...

Well it's Saturday night You're all dressed up in blue I've been watching you awhile Maybe you've been watching me too And so somebody ran out Left somebody's heart in a mess Well if you're looking for love Honey...

She saw him for the first time in that open all night diner When she served him up some chili and a beer And the feeling that she got when he grinned across the counter Was across between excitement and the fear He...

He wore a purple shirt a yeller neck tie some high heal boots that come knee high Crocket spurs hangin' off his feet The hair across his forehead was combed real neat He had himself a saddle an old Ham lee He placed...

In a world of losers, filled with wrong turns Where so many bridges seemed destined to burn The odds are so great, the chances so slim To find the right her for just the right him CHORUS We're two in a million,...

Well, I never was the kind to wear my feelings on my sleeve But since I've met you, girl, there's been a world of change in me Well, I've got to say I love you, hope you like the sound of that 'Cause I can't keep it...

Stared out just a young cowboy writin' songs on a cheap guitar Melodies were kind of rough but you knew they came from the heart But if not for you I'd never could have ever got this far Yeah you helped me grow and I...

The nashville friends think i'm strange to make my home out on the range Think it's nothin but a God forsaken land Why don't you bring your guitar and family, move on down to tennesse Well, I just smile because...

Well I spent half my life out on the highway Chasin' rodeos through every little town In an old pickup truck with a little cowboy luck Well I never thought I'd ever settle down Back then I didn't know what I was...

Well I can see you got your eye on this ole cowboy and I can tell you never had one for your own, no you never been around one now your thinkin' that you found one and it might be kinda fun to take him home. You...

What you gonna do when he says honey I ve got half a mind to stay, What you gonna do with a cowboy, When he don t saddle up and ride away. You can see it takes a special kinda woman To put with the life a cowboy leads,...

Talk is so cheap anybody can say They're gonna give you endless love Then turn their back and just walk away When the going gets a little rough But when I took your hand And when I took those vows I knew forever...

Most of the time, things are pretty sublime in this little one horse town Well they close all the stores and they roll up the steets When the evenning sun goes down But the fourth of July flags will be flying high...

When I was a lad an old cowboy told me well son you're sure ridin' well There's fame and there's fortune And glory waitin' at the end of the rodeo trail So I packed up my stuff in my old pickup truck to follow my...

There's lots of pretty cowgirls but this you may not know There's a very special kind at every rodeo Her husband is a cowboy she's his greatest fan She's the wife behind the cowboy and the cowboys a lucky man She's...

I've been workin' all week long out in the saddle I lay my bed roll down at night out on the range Cussin' dust and heat and fly's and cattle All this romance can drive a poor cowboy insane And that lonesome...

A bunch of old cowboys are makin' their noise at the rodeos across the land They're all over forty but let me tell you Lordy they're still tuff rodeo hands Well their age may be showin' and their grey hairs a growin'...

Three fingers whiskey pleasures a drinker But moving does more than that drinking for me Willy he tells me that doers and thinkers say moving's the closest thing to being free He rosined his riggin he laid back his...

When he was a boy dreamed of bein' a man Probably dreamed every thing that a young boy can He's a lover a fighter a saddle bronc rider an all around hell of a hand And the spot lights on the sawdust that shines in...

Well, I'm just a Workin' Man's Dollar In the pocket of his old blue jeans I ain't like my Wall Street brother He's in a bank so shiny and clean Well, I'm faded and I'm wrinkled Tattered and stained with sweat...