Тексты песен «Corb Lund»

I'm a hussar, I'm a Hun, I'm a wretched Englishman Routing Bonaparte at Waterloo I'm a dragoon on a dun, I'm a Cossack on the run I'm a horse soldier, timeless, through and through I'm a horse soldier, eternal,...

a dually diesel pullin hard with a horse trailer in tow montana side of sweet grass and i'm headed home trophy buckles and whiskey bottles and a worn out saddle horn bareback riders and teamropers, huskin taber...

lyrics by Corb Lund, music by Stan Rogers / Corb Lund I wanna be in the cavalry if they send me off to war I wanna good steed under me like my forefathers before I wanna good mount when the bugle sounds and I hear...

lyrics by Corb Lund, music by Stan Rogers / Corb Lund I wanna be in the cavalry if they send me off to war I wanna good steed under me like my forefathers before Courageous at first we took their worst, our...

music and lyrics by Corb Lund Lester Cousins left his brothers on a work truck filled with others Cuz his father'd left his mother years ago And Lester's mother took in lovers to feed and clothe his younger...

it's my little foothills heaven on that northern rocky range my favoriite place to be, and mister that ain't gonna change and i pray to old chief mountain i'll be back again someday just in time for you to hear me...

music and lyrics by Corb Lund, Dug Bevans, Michael Caldwell, Terry Johnson My saddle horse has died and no one was in time To save him or to reach me with the news that I'm without a mount to ride My saddle horse...

CHORUS: There are no roads here There are no signposts To guide a man thru this dark land There are no roads here There is no history No written law to stay one's hand Well there's a growed over wagon trail...

He got a real long reach in the derrick when he leans He's been all around the world on the big oil rigs With the welders and the trucks on the black gold rush And the diesel burnin' Cat motors growlin' and the mud...

She rears her head as I approach Her nostrils flared with fear Her eyes are wide, her mane is flying She's pinning back her ears CHORUS: And she won't come to me She won't come to me She won't come to anyone...

You can fail to achieve what you'd always believed You were capable of from the start You can lose all you have on the gambling avenue An' you'll know nothing true of your heart You can see and be seen with those...

music and lyrics by Corb Lund They took away our dogtags, they had us grow our hair They gave us student visas when we were over there They staged us out of Hondo al este del Salvador I guess you'd call us Contras...

Well my Daddy's a vet and if I was one too, the one thing he always taught me to do was get paid, cash money. Jam and eggs is a kind enough thank you, but not for the bookkeeper, not for the banker The margin's thin...

music and lyrics by Corb Lund The show was a big one, an olde rodeo They'd been trying to hire us for a few years or so The grandstand was bursting, the infield was full They'd run all the chucks and they'd bucked...

Featuring Ian Tyson the rodeo's over, the folks have gone home and the cowboys are all down the road well boys, she was a good un, we kicked a hole in the sky and even the rank ones got rode it was as wild as...

The Chev got stuck and the Ford got stuck But the Chev unstuck when the Dodge showed up But the Dodge got stuck in the tractor rut, Which eventually pulled out the Ford With some difficulty Well more rain than...

The Chev got stuck and the Ford got stuck But the Chev unstuck when the Dodge showed up But the Dodge got stuck in the tractor rut, Which eventually pulled out the Ford With some difficulty Well more rain...

the truth comes out as the fire burns low it comes to light as only embers glow the whiskey talks, the west wind moans in the night the deadfall's gathered and the branches are cut kindling crackles and the...

This is my prairie, this is my home I'll make my stand here and I'll die alone They can drill, they can mine o'er my smoldering bones 'Cause this is my prairie, this is my home The water is poison, my calves are...

Well I like a full bodied lager as much as the next hard working man The taste of suds while dealing stud I can surely understand Trucker speed and yes indeed it's nearly gettin' light It's time to switch to whiskey...