Тексты песен «Chris Ledoux»

Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys Cause they'll never...

Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys 'Cause they'll...

Ain't it funny how an ole song can take you back in time, Bring back the memories you thought you left behind. The melodies they never change...just get better with time. Old melodies and memories, keep runnin' through...

Well, I figure myself a mighty luck man with the simple few things I've got There's money in the pockets of these old wore out jeans I've got a trailer house and a lot My wife's good lookin' and a heck of a cook and...

There was a man that lived in the hills all by himself Chin whiskers' hangin' off his face in the tree there's a hangin' Bull Elk The only friend he's got in this world is a big old Wild Cat That sleeps down at the...

I grew up a-dreamin' of bein' a cowboy Lovin' the cowboy ways Pursuin' the life of my high-ridin' heroes I burned up my childhood days I learned all the rules of the modern-day drifter Don't you hold on to nothin'...

A rodeo's just a rodeo after riding several years From ol' Cheyenne to Houston they never cause too much fear But let me tell you about one that will chill your very soul It happens in December when it's snowin' and...

Between Gallup and Shiprock he was born in a Hogan And his spirit was as free as an eagle flies Deep in the canyons out in Arizona He broke his first pony before he turned five He learned how to hide in the branches...

While I was out a ridin' the grave yard shift midnight till dawn The moon was bright as a readin' light for a letter from an old friend back home And he asked me Why do you ride for your money Why do you rope...

There are songs about the heroes and the great things they have done And the hell they went through to get this far But this song is for the cowboy who never been a hero And the hard times he goes through all the...

Now, all you have to do now, baby, is pull on my heart strings And let me know which way to go, 'cause that's all right with me Love me like a river, darling, I'll love you like the sea Love me anytime at all, 'cause...

He prayed upon the bad ones so wide was spread his fame From Houston up to Calgary the folks all knew his name He was the toughest cowboy ever worked the rodeo This man that they call Oklahoma Joe His wins were...

The ol' Double Diamond lay out east of Dubois in the land of the buffalo And the auctioner's gavel it rapped and it rattled As I watched the ol' Double Diamond go And won't you listen to the wind mother nature's...

Now old Jake was a cowboy he'd worked his whole life on the range And he could rope, and he could ride with any man just half his age Old Jake was my hero and me I was just a green kid And I prayed that someday I...

Riding back from town tonight I don't need the trail moonlight This old horse knows his way home I don't have to touch the reins He's right on track just like a train This old horse knows his way home This old horse...

Old Red was one of the orneriest yet I'd seen at the big rodeo He'd bite you and kick you and stomp out your life Old Red had never been rode Meaner than sin, wild as the wind That blew on the Montana plains Old...

Now back in old Wyoming many long years ago When there was no law and order round to regulate the show Those old Wyoming ranchers had a problem on their hands Trying to keep the cow thieves and the rustlers off their...

now back in old wyoming many long years ago When there was no law and order 'round to regulate the show Those old wyoming ranchers had a problem on their hands Trying to keep the cow thieves and the rustlers off their...

Girl, I recognize the smoke in your eyes I've seen it in mine too We both had been burned, hard lessons learned From making some bad moves We keep looking for the perfect time and place Good things don't always...

The rodeo is over and the crowd has all gone home And you have time to walk around these lonely grounds alone You see the empty buckin chutes where broncs and bulls have stood You think about the way they fired the...