It's My Life |
Lyrics |
She's
Kind By Pat James ©2005 Circle Cross Music LLC/BMI |
I'm
The Only Hell My Momma Ever Raised By Mack Vickery, Wayne Kemp, Bobby Borchers © Sony/ATV Tree Publishing |
He's now less than half a man It seemed she thought she had He's found out their life together was even worse than bad But she can't look him in the heart she's broke And speak the truth. It's time she left And tried to love her someone new. Yes, she's kind to him. She lied to him. He knows all, but what he doesn't isn't hurtin' him What she's done in done He's still number one No he's not blind but she's still there so he don't mind. He gets better as each day goes by. No new news And she wonders if he's strong enough to hear from her the truth. And he knows the day will come. Each day it don't, he's glad 'Cause right now, their life together doesn't seem so bad. Yes she's kind to him. She lies to him. He knows all, but what he doesn't isn't hurtin' him She says what's done is done You're still number one No he's not blind, but she's still there so he don't mind. |
I can't sell my mama short on loving me, I guess that's why she let me go so far Mama tried to stop me short of stealing I guess that's why I had to steal that car, She told me not to smoke it, but I did and it took me far away And I turned out to be the only hell my mama ever raised. I road into Atlanta, stolen tags and almost out of gas, I had to get some money, lately I learned how to get it fast Those neon lights was calling me And somehow I just had to get downtown, So I reached into the glovebox, Another liquor store went down. And I said: precious memories, take me back to the good ol' days. I can hear my mama singing "Rock of Ages" clept for me. She tried to turn me on to Jesus, but I turned on to the devil's ways. And I turned out to be the only hell my mama ever raised. When they put those handcuffs on me, Lord I fought to resist, But the agents clamped'em tighter 'til that metal bit into my wrists, They took my belt and my billfold, My fingerprints and the profile of my face, Then they locked away the only hell my mama ever raised. And I said: precious memories, take me back to the good ol' days. I can hear my mama singing "Rock of Ages" clept for me. She tried to turn me on to Jesus, but I turned on to the devil's ways. And I turned out to be the only hell my mama ever raised. |
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Farewell
Party By Lawton Williams © Western Hills Music Inc. |
Camelia By Marty Robbins © Mariposa Music Inc./BMI |
When the last breath of life is gone from my body And my lips are as cold as the sea When my friends gather 'round for my farewell party Won't you pretend you loved me There'll be flowers from those who cry when I go And leave you in this world alone I know you'll have fun at my farewell party I know you'll be glad when I'm gone Don't be mad at me for wanting to keep you 'Til my life on this old world is through You'll be free at the end of my farewell party But I'll go away loving you. There'll be flowers from those who cry when I go And leave you in this world alone I know you'll have fun at my farewell party I know you'll be glad when I'm gone Oh, I know you'll be glad when I'm gone. |
From where I stand I can see all the lights of the city For one man to love one woman so much it's a pity From where I stand I can see the cantina she goes to Where she's not supposed to, but goes anyway. From where I stand I can hear the music and laughter Camelia keeps tellin' me that's all her young heart is after I see it differently. I see her there with a man. Camelia keeps lyin', and I see it from where I stand. If there was one ounce of man left in me, I'd accuse her. What's left of a man knows for certain if I do I will loose her It wouldn't do to let her know I know she's lying Or that I've been spying. She'd never come back. Camelia I almost despise the ground that you walk on The reason I don't is it's me, not the ground that you walk on Constantly tormented, knowing you're just partly mine Camelia I hate you and love you at the same time. |
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Cowboys
Ain't Supposed To Cry By D. Owen © Sony/ATV ACUFF Rose Music |
It's
All Coming Back By Pat James ©2005 Circle Cross Music LLC/BMI |
Well I'm just a cowboy On my way back to Houston I used to play to rodeos But I can't play'em like I used to So I'm givin' it up. I'm layin' it down. I've had enough of being a rodeo clown So if you see a tear running down my face Don't ask me why, 'cause cowboys ain't supposed to cry. Well I'm just a drifter On my way back from Denver I kept'em laughin' from in my barrel But now it seems too hard to handle So I'm givin' it up. I'm layin' it down. I've had enough of being a rodeo clown So if you see a tear running down my face Don't ask me why, 'cause cowboys ain't supposed to cry. |
I just couldn't think of why she'd want to leave me. My mind had wiped my conscience clean somehow. Now that she's packed, my memory's back. Believe me. I'm amazed that she'd put up with me 'til now. It's all coming back to me now the she is leavin'. I'd lived my heartless ways for much too long. It's all coming back the lyin' and the cheatin'. She's moved on. I wish my guilt had gone along. I'm glad to hear she's found someone to love her. The way she always wanted me to do. I've found new love too, I think I make her happy But I wonder did I jump in much too soon. 'Cause it's all coming back to me know. Looks like we're even. I'm in the loveless place that I belong. I see the signs. She's lyin' and she's cheatin'. I've got the hurtin' I've been deservin' all along. What goes around's come back around to take any joy I've found Oh, it's all coming back to me now. |
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Something By George Harrison © Harrisongs Ltd |
He
Likes The Young Ladies By Pat James ©2005 Circle Cross Mucis LLC/BMI |
Something in the way she moves Attracts me like no other lover. Something in the way she woos me. I don't want to leave her now Lord you know I believe and how. Somewhere in her smile she knows That I don't need no other lover Something in her style that shows me I don't want to leave her now You know I believe and how. You're asking me will my love grow I don't know, I don't know You stick around and it may show I don't know, I don't know Something in the way she knows And all I have to do is think of her Something in the things she shows me. I don't want to leave her now You know I believe and how You're asking me will my love grow I don't know, I don't know You stick around and it may show I don't know, I don't know Something in the way she knows And all I have to do is think of her Something in the things she shows me. I don't want to leave her now Lord you know I believe and how. |
He's a honkytonkin' kind of man, and no one does like he can Every head will turn whenever he walks in He's a two steppin' son-of-a-gun. he'll do a little schoolin' on having fun If you're willing to learn, he'll show you how it's done. And he likes the young ladies, they like him too. He can't help that he's so charming. What's a guy like him to do? So he'll play the hand life dealt him, 'til it's plain that he can't win He likes the yound ladies, and they sill like him. No, he can't find one good reason for slowin' it down He's gonna keep the body movin' 'til he just can't get around And he likes the young ladies, they like him too. He can't help that he's so charming. What's a guy like him to do? So he'll play the hand life dealt him, 'til it's plain that he can't win He likes the yound ladies, and they sill like him. |
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Begging
To You By Marty Robbins © Mariposa Music Inc/BMI |
I'm
Gonna be A Cowboy By Marty Robbins © Mariposa Music Inc/BMI |
I left you this morning Couldn't take any more You laughed and you dared me To walk out the door You said that I'd come back You knew what I'd do And you know you were right 'Cause I'm back here tonight Begging to you I won't disappoint you I'm beggin' to stay That's what you wanted To hear any way It must make you happy To make me so blue What a pitiful sight I must be tonight Begging to you You don't want my loving But you let me stay 'round I guess just to walk on So you won't touch the ground To you it don't matter What you cause me to do As long as you keep me Begging to you |
I wanna the gallon stetson And a horse that wears my brand A thousand head of cattle On a great big piece of land I want a ranch in Arizona Where they never sleep inside I wanna gaze at the moon and stars above I wanna learn to rope and ride I want two pearled handle six guns The kind that really shoot A saddle trimmed with silver And a pair of yellow boots I'll have my name carved on my belt I line my saddle see with a fell I'm gonna be a cowboy, yes siree... |
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What
In The World By Pat James ©2005 Circle Cross Music LLC/BMI |
I
Needed You By Bob Wills, Johnny Gimble © Dream City Music |
Now I know it's my job as a singer To pick you up when you're feeling blue Lord knows I try, but it feels like a lie When I'm feeling that way too. What in the world does the world need to know They've heard love your brother and respect your mother And how love never ends it only grows What in the world does the world need to know I wish I could find some words in my mind To help us lost, wandering souls. I've searched for that song that would fill me With life, love and spirit a new Sometimes when you can't find the answer You get lucky and the answer finds you. What in the world does the world need to know They've heard love your brother and respect your mother And how love never ends it only grows What in the world does the world need to know I can't make the world better by arranging these letters Just share what's in this one man' soul. |
I needed you when I met you You were just playing around While I painted dreams of an everlasting love You were just painting the town Then when you said it was over I found a heart good and true. Now that it's too late you discover You needed me like I needed you I needed you when I met you You were just playing around While I painted dreams of an everlasting love You were just painting the town Then when you said it was over I found a heart good and true. Now that it's too late you discover You needed me like I needed you |
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Night
Life By Willie Nelson, Walt Breeland, Paul Buskirk © Sony/ATV Tree Publishing, Glad Music Company |
Man
Walks Among Us By Marty Robbins © Mariposa Music Inc./BMI |
When the evenin' sun goes down You will find me hangin' 'round Oh, the night life ain't no good life But it's my life Many people just like me Dreamin' of old used-to-be's Oh, the night life ain't no good life But it's my life Listen to the blues they're playin' Listen to what the blues are sayin' Mine is just another scene From the world of broken dreams Oh, the night life ain't no good life But it's my life When the evenin' sun goes down You will find me hangin' 'round Oh, the night life ain't no good life But it's my life Many people just like me Dreamin' of old used-to-be's Oh, the night life ain't no good life But it's my life Listen to the blues they're playin' Listen to what the blues are sayin' Mine is just another scene From the world of broken dreams Oh, the night life ain't no good life But it's my life... |
Warm are the winds on the desert A whirlwind is dancing around I stop to survey all the beauty that's there When a shadow moves out 'cross the ground It's an eagle. It circles above me And he screams to his friends on the hill "Stay close together, move not a feather Man walks among us, be still, be still. Man walks among us, be still" Everything hides but I see them I've spotted an old mother quail I look closer and see, looking right back at me The eyes of a young cottontail I see a coyote sneaking As he crawls through the brush on the hill And the eagle screams down "Stay close to the ground Man walks among us, be still, be still. Man walks among us, be still" Twenty feet high in the side of a cactus I see a hole where the butcher bird stays If mortals could choose and if heaven should ask us Here's where I'd want to spend all of my days Soon will be gone all the desert Cities will cover each hill Today will just be a fond memory "Man walks among us, be still, be still. Man walks among us, be still" |
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