Тексты песен «Walter Brennan»

You know Lord it's been awhile since I talked with you I've been so galdarnd busy with that crop and all and Well, I guess I just forgot to take time out. But I ain't a-forgettin' that crop you done give us this year...

It's gonna be a good year for Santa Claus At our house there's hardly room for another gifts 'neath the tree But when I was a boy one year he nearly got lost Hm, almost didn't get around to me. You see I was the...

I don't care for city life Moved to town just to please my wife Ain't allowed to whittle with my pocket knife I want to go back to the farm. Can't wear overalls no more City carpets all over the floor Miss the boys...

The boll weevil am a little black bug Come from Mexico they say Came all the way from Texas Lookin' for a place to stay (Just lookin' for a home) Just lookin' for a home. The first time I seen a boll weevil He was...

I seen a farmer and a mule a-plowin' Over on the moutainside The farmer was a munblin' and a-grumblin' As he plowed them furror deep and wide. Well, as he went along a-plowin' He wasa swearin and snortin' all the way I...

(Dutchman's gold,) (Oh, Dutchman's gold.) Brennan: In The Arizona desert Stands a giant of earth and stone Mighty superstiyion mountain With it's mystery and it's gold. A miner, out prospectin' Found his fortune and...

Ghost riders! Ghost riders! An old cowpoke went ridin? 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 Oh, plowing through the ragged...

You know when you get to be as old as I am Good things start to mean a lot more to you 'Cause that's when most of your family and long time friends come around And sorta gives you somethin' to look forward to. Sure all...

My dad used to raise turkeys for Christmas And about a week before he'd take them into town He always kept ther biggest one 'specially for us And mom'd cook it till it was golden brown. One year he brought the usual...

Now I used to be like a lot of folks Just to seeing how much money I could make But lately, I'm spending most of my time Fishing for that old wide mouth bass in the lake I call him Houdini, the way he disappears Just...

I remember many years ago when I was just lad Livin' in the country with my moma and my dad It seems I can see 'em in that faded yellow light Moma sowin' on some buttons and daddy puffin' on his pipe. I can here my...

She's been out in that kitchen all mornin' now 'Cause tomorrow is Chrustmas eve Now I ain't had the heart to show her some how These letters I hate for her to read. Yesterday mornin' I went after the mail I always...

The sun comes up and the sun goes down The hands on the clock keep a-goin' 'round I just get up and it's time to lay down Life gets tee-jus, don't it, hmm. My shoes untied but I don't care I ain't a-figurin' on goin'...

(Written by Bill Anderson) (God put a song in the heart of an Angel,) (And softly she sang it to me.) I get to thinking lots of times About back when I was a lad, Of the old home-place where I growed up; Of the days...

All lyrics in all of Walter Brennan's files are spoken with the background music and accompniment in the background. These are almost all story type...

(Words and music by Crofford) How old was I when I first seen old Rivers? I can't remember when he weren't around Well, that old fellow did a heap of work Spent his whole life walking plowed ground. He had a one-room...

Well, another busy night's come to an end I think I'll just rest my weary bones and set here with my friend Folks may say I'm a crazy old coot, well, I recon I could be But this old red checkered tablecloth means an...

(Jimmy, had the fastest gun until yersterday But now he's lyin' in the ground just six feet away.) Jimmy was a, a young man come full of fun and play Until one day he killed a man an' he had to run away His friends all...

(Spoken) While resting one evening By the side of the road I seen an old farmer In a field he's just sowed. His face was all brown And wrinkled by the wind And he was a-talkin' to the Lord Just like He was talkin to a...

I guess there was a time I could have left this old place As a young man I longed to see more than fields of corn I remember once I had a hundred dollars saved But dad needed it to put in this old farm. He used to say...