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and beaten into submission By family, church, school and state. From then on we're easy game for the powermongers. Like pathetic circus dogs we hunt out
pretty cowboy just play one tune more I'd rather hear the fiddle or the touch of one string Than to see the water gliding or the nightingale sing Than
strings He told me if I haven't learned by now I should try other things I'm just a boy from South Florida Never touched a guitar And then I moved
YOUNG FLANKERS ARE HARD TO COME BY I hail from west Texas where the cowboy's still king And that's all that I wanted to be. I'd watch 'em ride by
for days And the people I meet always go their separate ways Sometimes you tell the day By the bottle that you drink And times when you're alone all
I'm a seven-inch cowboy With a tiny pair of six guns. Five'll get you ten, I betcha never seen one. Well I'm a seven inch cowboy How do you be?
[DJ & (Regina) talking] Yeah, yeah, yeah got a couple interviews to do today (Yeah, uh we gotta interview with uh the Wild Cowboys, Sadat X) Yeah,
infantry Grew up by the rail tracks Of my own community Grew up listening to them puppets preach Tryna cut them strings But they always outa reach America
just to get back home I'm a cowboy on a steel horse I ride I'm wanted dead or alive Wanted dead or alive Sometimes I sleep sometimes is not for
just to get back home I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride And I'm wanted dead or alive Wanted dead or alive Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it's not for
If I quit my job for the simple life Honey would you stand by me If I bought a little cabin on a mountainside Honey would you stand by me Would
FOR DAYS AND PEOPLE I MEET ALWAYS GO THEIR SEPRATE WAYS SOMETIMES YOU TELL THE DAY BY THE BOTTLE THAT YOU DRINK AND TIMES WHEN YOU'RE ALL ALONE ALL YOU
and vaudefillian famous For singing "Swannee" Written with words by Irving Ceasar And music by Ira Gershwin in 1919 became a big hit for Jolson in 1920 and was
I'm a seven-inch cowboy With a tiny pair of six guns. Five'll get you ten, I betcha never seen one. Well I'm a seven inch cowboy How do you be?
the hills That's how I would do your job You don't want no problem here Not the line you want to cross Take the rapper over here And I'll feed him
lead us not into temptation, I Want you to kiss me, i love you) You're a good kid All you lil' cowboy will do a good job for me Make sure you do it
38 on my hip got me like a cowboy You can get hit right now boy Spurred up and I'm dunking(Duncan) Blow ya block down with that trumpet 38 on my hip
(stronger) Sailors do it wetter Soldiers do it better But cowboys stay in the saddle just a little bit longer I moved from LA for a good job with pay
tree Now it was early one spring And I was tied by my string In a field of a make-believe farm When around the house, the boy and the bear Came
name is Sam Young What's my name? My name is Sam Young Cowboy son of a gun Strum these steel strings with my calloused hand Singing some working songs
Smoke in my room I swear it won't go away Steering wheel it turns but it goes your way 'Cowboy Killers' and a little bit of whiskey Strings
an instrument and, and in ah six months I was holding a good job. I ‘s playin' with my father's band – he had a string band. And we played for weddings,
runnin' wild 'Cause ever since I kissed that saddle goodbye I’ve been a radio cowboy Once I picked up that six string nothing was the same I know every
to get back home I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride I'm wanted dead or alive Wanted dead or alive Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it's not for days
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