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Ten Seconds In The Saddle `Chris LeDoux`

Well I'll gladly take ten seconds in the saddle For a lifetime of watching from the stands [ guitar ] His Stetson was faded and battered and worn The stubble of his beard showed flex of gray His limp was

One Ride In Vegas `Chris LeDoux`

He's packed up his boots and his saddle Seventeen, headin' out on his own And he'll rodeo from Cheyenne to Texas Dreamin' of one ride in Vegas, one ride in Vegas Lonely nights in rundown motel rooms Aches

Strawberry Roan `Chris LeDoux`

guy that gets on him is bound to get throwed Throwed of that strawberry roan Out in the horse corral standin' alone is an old caballo, a strawberry roan Spavined old legs and small pigeon toes pair of

Cowboy Up `Chris LeDoux`

I was a new kid on the circuit Gold buckles in my eyes But the horse I drew was plenty rank Much to my surprise I did a double back flip And landed on my head This old cowboy limped out in the arena Leaned

(I Used To Want To Be A) Cowboy `Chris LeDoux`

I used to want to be a cowboy Spent my childhood dreamin' that Wearing spurs and boots and six guns And a big ten-gallon hat Chasin' outlaws savin' ladies Bustin' broncs at rodeos Riding off into the sunset

Some Things Never Change `Chris LeDoux`

"Rising times at five, the red sun is still sleeping, My pillow is my saddle, stars are my ceiling, My old body is ackin', I got a young cold needin' breaking.

Take Me Back To Old Wyoming `Chris LeDoux`

The nights get mighty lonesome out here on the roadPickin' this old guitar a thousand miles from homeThe songs tonight I'm singin', Lord, they nearly make me cryTake me back to old Wyoming and the lady

Dream On Cowboy `Chris LeDoux`

Braided rope, saddle soap, rosin for his riggin'A young man dreams of growing up to rideBuckin' broncs, Brahma bulls is just some wishful thinkin'Cause that cowboy, well, hes still too young to rideLeather

The Real Thing `Chris LeDoux`

screen or in a magazine He ain't no coke a cola cowboy He's the real thing He rides across the Prairie Out where the wild wind blows And he still works his cattle Just like a hundred years ago Sittin'

Chris And The Saddle Boogie Band `Chris LeDoux`

have a cup or stick around There ain't no blues gonna hang around here for long 'Cause tonight we came to have a down home good time Gonna do some songs about this western land We might even pick until the

Old Red `Chris LeDoux`

plains Old Red was one of the last of his breed And wasn't about to be tamed From Idaho a young cowboy came To ride in the big rodeo The young cowboy's name was Billy McClain And Billy had never been thrown

Old Paint `Chris LeDoux`

I ride an old paint I lead an old Dan I'm off to Montan' for to throw the hooley ann They feed in the coulees they water in the draw Their tails're all matted their backs're all raw Ride around little

Amarillo By Morning `Chris LeDoux`

Amarillo by morning Up from San Antone Everything that I've got Is just what I've got on When the sun is high In that Texas sky I'll be bucking it to county fair Amarillo by morning Amarillo I'll be there

Searching For A Rainbow `Chris LeDoux`

(Put your hands together and start making some noise And let's do the same when we get them on stage Ladies and gentleman let's give it up for the wild and wooly saddle boogie band) I rode in to town today

You Just Can't See Him From The Road `Chris LeDoux`

Well you don't see him much on the big screen anymore The kids don't ride along with Roy or Gene And that ain't really him with all those feathers in his hat And some frenchman's name embroidered on his

Wild And Wooly `Chris LeDoux`

I've been workin' all week long out in the saddle I lay my bed roll down at night out on the range Cussin' dust and heat and fly's and cattle All this romance can drive a poor cowboy insane And that lonesome

Little Joe The Wrangler `Chris LeDoux`

the evening when he rode into our camp On a little old brown pony he called Shaw In his brogan shoes and coveralls a harder lookin' kid You never in you life have seen before His saddle was a Sother kack

There's Nobody Home On The Range Anymore `Chris LeDoux`

The old man used to dream of the fortunes he'd seekNow he lives in a room where you pay by the weekHis hands are all battered and his pony's gone lameHis bones always ache when the sky looks like rainHe

Get Back On That Pony `Chris LeDoux`

Seven years old on a gold palomino I sat up tall with my face to the wind I'd seen the rodeo cowboys in Reno so I dug in my boot heels and pulled on the reins And Blaze he took off a running he threw me

Riding For A Fall `Chris LeDoux`

barbed wire You huddle close to the flames Though she's far behind you, the night wind reminds you It just keeps on whisperin' her name You can make a run for the border Try to hide in the hole

Billy The Kid `Chris LeDoux`

In the southern part of texas, east and west of el paso Where the mighty franklin mountains guard the trail to mexico. There's a new made widow cryin? and a hurse a-rollin?

Copenhagen Angel `Chris LeDoux`

Well she rolls her own cigarettes with the work of just on hand She acts mean and she cusses I know she wish she were a man She got her teeth knocked out by a bucking horse And when I told her that

I Don't Want To Be A Cowboy Anymore `Chris LeDoux`

Cowboys ain't never got no money their wild and livin' in a different world They only care about their horse and saddle but a cowboy dosn't keep a steady girl The cowboy's rope and ride and drink hard

Thank The Cowboy For The Ride `Chris LeDoux`

the sunset down the sidewalk She laughed at him every time that he talked His two front teeth were missin' but he had the cutest smile She thanked the cowboy for the ride Well he was seventeen the next

Scene We All Ain't Saw `Chris LeDoux`

Old Badger was an outlaw that no man could ever ride So tough the devils pitch fork couldn't penetrate his hide To beat him was the dream of every cowboy in the land But try they might as sure is right

Dirt And Sweat Cowboy `Chris LeDoux`

Well Lord, I love this ranchin' with it's ropin' and brandin'But I don't like that farmin' at allIt's goodbye for the summer, this haying's sure a bummerAnd I'll be back to help you gather in the fallWell

Sweet Wyoming Home `Chris LeDoux`

Album: Chris LeDoux and the Saddle Boogie Band Publisher: Capitol Salesrank: 54,378 UPC: 077779687022 Release Date: August 15, 1991 There's a silence on the prairie; That a man can't help but feel Shadows

Working Cowboy Blues `Chris LeDoux`

Discouraged is the word these days at homes acros the range The livestock markets down and it don't look like it's gonna change Nobody's found a cure for what we are goin' through But I'll tell you boys

Daddy's Biggest Dream `Chris LeDoux`

it every time that I rode that it would bring me luck His superstitions must be comin' true cause i drew the best dang horse that's in the string And here in Oke City with some luck I'll fill my daddy's

Sometimes You'Ve Just Gotta Ride `Chris LeDoux`

His name was Twister he lived in the pasture Right down from my daddy's farm They say there's a cowboy who once tried to ride him Now he's mending fences with only one arm On my way home from school somehow