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Chris Ledoux - National Finals Rodeo - lyrics

A rodeo's just a rodeo after riding several years
From ol' Cheyenne to Houston they never cause too much fear
But let me tell you about one that will chill your very soul
It happens in December when it's snowin' and it's cold
In Oklahoma City there's a building of concrete
It's where the toughest stock and men will gather and compete
The points have all been tallied and the stock has all been brought
We've got just two more hours cause it starts at eight o'clock
It's the Finals the NFR the Series of the sport
Hey rookie can you take ten head have you got the heart
You think you're a tough cowboy we'll find out in the end
When that final whistle blows and the stock's all in the pen
The coliseum's quiet except for the sounds
Of cowboys getting ready and the workmen of the grounds
The cowboys ask each other, what each other's got
"Did you draw ol' Necklace or pluck old Double-Ought
The tension now is mounting as the crowd starts pouring in
A shiver goes all through me like from a cold cold wind
I hear the horses comin' runnin' down the alleyway
They're snortin' and a blowin' as men shut the sliding gates
It's the Finals the NFR...
We had too much time a while ago but not enough time now
The Anthem is now over the grand entry's going out
I sit there on my bronc I'm ready and I wait
I hear a chute gate open so I look out through the gate
A horse comes boiling out and blows up at the roof
And then there comes another kicking like a curly wolf
I hear the chute boss holler through the yelling of the crowd
He says there's one ahead of you so you'd better get screwed down
It's the Finals the NFR...
I nod my head, I'm in a daze the horse goes boiling out
I run my spurrs into his neck and then I drag 'em out
My mind is in a blur my eyes are seeing red
The flank catch slams into my back, his rump bangs on my head
From somewhere in the background I can hear a buzzer sound
My hand's jerked from the riggin and I crash into the ground
I stumble to my feet as I stagger to the wall
I wonder to myself is it really worth it all
It's the Finals the NFR...

Chris Ledoux - Blue Bonnet Blues - lyrics

Well, theres a special place in my memory,
Where I keep the pictures of a time an place I left far behind.
An I know the years have probably colored the way it really was back
Then.
But still...i like to take the memories out an look at em from time to
Time.
Theres a full moon tnight, on the prarie, a memory just rode into
View.
A boy, a buckskin, an an ole spangler dawg, in the hills where the blue
Bonnets grew.
Well I was deep in the heart of texas, just a kid bout 13 at the time.
Runnin wild through the mesquite, the cedars and cactus.
Its been years, but your still on my mind.
No matter where I might wander, theres a memeory that Ill never lose.
The lonestar shines bright, in my heart tonight...
Ive got the blue bonnet blues...
Well I remember those warm summer evenins, playin out under the stars.
Back then I never dreamed wed be leavin, but I guess things just dont
Stay as they are.
Well the years and the miles came between us, but tnight as im
Dreamin of you.
Once again, Im a kid, in the sweet arms of texas...
And Ive got the blue bonnet blues.
No matter where I might wander, theres a memory that Ill never lose.
cause the lonestar shines bright in my heart tnight.
Ive got the blue bonnet blues...
The lonestar shines bright in my heart tnight...
Ive got the blue bonnet blues...

Chris Ledoux - Old Jake - lyrics

Now old Jake was a cowboy he'd worked his whole life on the range
And he could rope, and he could ride with any man just half his age
Old Jake was my hero and me I was just a green kid
And I prayed that someday I could do all the things old Jake did
Well we sat around the bunk house one cold and lonely winter's night
Just chewin' and talkin' and smokin' by the coal oil light
Well old Jake had been aweful quiet that evenin' and he stared hard and long
He said young puncher you goin' to remember me after I'm gone
Whatever happens to old cowboy heros like me
A broken down part of a man I used to be
Will I be forgotten or live on in your memory
Whatever happens to old cowboy heros like me
It's been a long time and oh how the years fade away
Well I stopped by the bunk house were me and old Jake used to stay
They say Jake died about ten years ago and they buried him out there on the plains
Old friend you might be gone but your memory always stays the same
Whatever happens...

Chris Ledoux - Old Red - lyrics

Old Red was one of the orneriest yet I've seen at the big rodeo
He's bite you and kick you and stomp out your life Old Red had never been rode
Meaner than sin wild as the wind that blew on the Montana 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 throwed
The greatest desire filled young Billy's heart to ride this old outlaw called Red
He drew him one day and I heard Billy say I'll ride him or drop over dead
Old Red was wicked down there in the chute he was kickin' and stompin' about
Billy dropped into the saddle with ease then yelled turn him loose let us out
Old Red came out with his head on the ground his back hooves were touching his nose
Tryin' to get rid of the man of his back but the man went wherever he'd go
Billy was rakin' Old Red with his spurs from his tail to the tip of his chin
He was doin' right well but Billy could tell this outlaw would never give in
Old Red was runnin' straight for the fence suddenly stopped in and then
He r'ared on his hind legs then fell on his back taking poor Billy with him
There was a hush in the crowd and they knew this would be Billy's last ride
The saddle horn crushed Billy's chest when they fell and under Old Red Billy died
Old Red lay still no more would he move the cowboys that seen it could tell
In tryin' to throw Billy off of his back old Red broke his neck when he fell
Out in the west is the place where they rest this cowboy that never was throwed
And one foot away resting there neath the clay is the outlaw that never was rode

Chris Ledoux - Old Tom Hom - lyrics

Now back in old Wyoming many long years ago
When there was no law and order round to regulate the show
Those old Wyoming ranchers had a problem on their hands
Trying to keep the cow thieves and the rustlers off their land
Now old Tom Horn came a riding up one day
Gonna lend a hand to the cattlemen in his own peculiar way
Well he took his 44-40 out and cleaned it up right well
Then he rode off down Dry Gulch with a sack of rifle shells
Old Tom Horn with a rifle by his side through the hills of Wyoming he would ride
There ain't no tellin' how many cattle thieves he killed
But it was God help the rustler when Tom Horn was in the hill
If you rode the Larame Valley by either day or night
You can be right sure he's watchin' you through his rifle sights
He laid out in the bushes and the rustler come around
Then he'll spill the boy with a single shot and chamber one more round
Now the rustlers tried to stop him but they found there was no way
He could pick them off from a mountain side a half mile away
Well they ran him down the border but they never touched his hide
He just slipped across to his hide out on the Colorado side
Old Tom Horn with a rifle...
Then one day young Willie Nickle was out a ridin' around
A 44-40 shot rang out and laid the poor boy down
Well it was only fourteen years since that little kid was born
And they said it looked like the doing's of that lonesome Tom Horn
So the cattlemen went and strung him up with a length of fresh snipped rope
But his ghost still hangs out in the hills and spooks the Antelope
Now all the rustlers hatred and all the cattlemen's fears
Have keep all Tom Horn alive through all the changing years
Old Tom Horn with a rifle...

Chris Ledoux - Big Love - lyrics

You need a man to get lost it with a heart big enough to roam
No more fences for you to look through with your heart caught in a strangle hold
I've got a love full of wide open spaces
I've got a big love wild and free room to grow as big as your dreams
Deep as a river in a raging flood endless as the stars above I've got a big love
When two hearts make a stand together on the solid rock of trust
They could be a million miles from each other and still be side by side in love
I want to love you like that forever
I've got a big love...
[ fiddle ]
You never dreamed you could have all you ever wanted
Darling you can have it with me
I've got a big love...
I got a big love

Chris Ledoux - Blue Eyes & Freckles - lyrics

Blue eyes and frcles neath a white cowboy hat
His two bestest friends are his dog and his cat
Hes one of the good guys its plain to see
Shore enough cowboy though hes only three
Theres a cute little filly she lives right next door
Shed like to brand him but hes no green horn
Shell offer him candy but he knows her game
Hell take what she gives him then be on his way
Chorus:
Blue eyes and freckles and holes in his jeans
Out in the back yard ridin his dreams
Hes uor little cowboy until the day our
[a] fences cant hold him and hell ride away.
Vs. 3
Saturday morning hes up before dawn
Grabs his cap pistol and pulls his hat on
Today the lone ranger and him make their ride
Them outlaws better find some place to hide
Vs 4
With tears in his eyes and a scratch on his chin
His onery old cyuse done throwed him again
But a kiss and a cookie will soon ease the pain
Hell mount up and be back ridin the range
Mama just look how our little boys grown
Hell soon be a man with a mind all his own
And I know the hardest thing well ever do
Is take down the fences and just turn him loose

Chris Ledoux - Photo Finish - lyrics

At seven this mornin' I got on the horn and said to hold my bronc
as long as you can
My car broke down in Billings and they just got it put together
I'll be photo finishing into old Cheyenne.
Well here I am in Sheridan and it's 9 o'clock in the morning
and times a going fast
I just pulled 'er over had some coffee and a doughnut and I bought the
car a brand new tank of gas.
Well I don't know if I'm gonna make it's 9:15, I'll be lucky if I ever get there
By God now what's that I hear is it a siren
Sure enough he got me on his radar
He pulled up behind me and turned on those flashing lights a sign that
I knew meant to pull her over
So I stomped on my brakes and as skidded to a halt I wiped out three
reflector posts along the shoulder.
He got out of his car and was a walkin' real slow, so I jumped out and
met him half way, He jerked out his gun and said "Mister are you crazy?
I ain't never seen nobody drive that way."
I told him take it easy and he could put up that cannon the way he's
shakin' it just might go off. He put up the gun as I explained my situation
he listened to my story and he coughed.
He wrote me out a ticket that seemed to take forever, I took it as I headed
for my car.
That cop he hollered out at me and said "Hey cowboy you better slow down
cause you can't outrun this radar"
As I rolled on down the road I was a cursin' and a swearin' about the
ticket that I had just acquired, I wondered if I oughtta pay it or throw
it out the window, hell I might just set the damn thing afire.
So I gunned it once again and was traveling down the highway
with the gas pedal mashed to the floor
When I came around a curve and right there in the highway there's
more damn sheep than I've ever seen before.
I'm going to fast to ever stop so I just close my eyes as the car rolls on through
the herd.
When I open up my eyes again there's a sheep on the fender, and
that herders saying some mighty awful words.
The sweats a drippin' off my brow as I barrell through ole Wheatland
I'm a nervous wreck and I must be a sight, the flies inside this ole car
are buzzing all around me, guess my 24 hour deodorant quit last night.
60 50 40 30 20 miles more the rodeo starts in another 18 minutes
I pull in through the main gates I hear the anthem playin'
I can't believeit, thank God I finally made it.
There's only one more obstacle that's standing in my way, it's a
nit wit with a weekend badge. He's standing by the gate and as I
slide her to a halt he says "Where in the hell you going so doggone fast?"
I tell him that I'm entered and I got time to talk, my horse is in the
chute and I'm late. He says I need to get a pass from the secretary
my eyes get red my heart fills up with hate.
I yell you dirty so and so you better let me through, he asked if I'd repeat
that once again, so I whacked him in the mouth and I left him lying there
on his back kicking in the sand.
I got there just in time to see my bronc come runnin out his head and tail
held way up high I swear he looked right straight at me, grinned and
gave a horse laugh, and me I just stood there and cried.
I stood there feelin helpless and purely dumbfounded, I looked and what did
I see three highway patrolmen and a gateman with a fat lip and they were
all a lookin back at me
Sittin' in this cell now I've done a lot of thinkin' about that
wild ride I made a month ago, I'm sorry that I'm in this rotten situation
If I could do it again I wouldn't have drove so slow,
If I could do it again I wouldn't have drove so slow.

Chris Ledoux - (Ghost) Riders In The Sky - lyrics

An old cowpoke went ridin' out one cold and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a might heard of red-eyed cows he saw
Went plowin' through the ragged skies and up a cloudy draw
Their bands were still on fire hooves were made of steel
Their horns were black and shinny and their hot breath he could feel
A bull of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky
For he saw the riders coming hard and he heard their mournful cry
Yippy yi ya yippy yi yo ghost riders in the sky
Their faces gothed their eyes were blurred their shirts all soaked with sweat
Their ridin' hard to catch that herd but they ain't caught 'em yet
Cause they gotta ride forever on that range up in the sky
On horses snortin' fire as they ride on hear their cry
Yippy yi ya yippy yi yo ghost riders in the sky
The riders lopped on by him and he heard one call his name
If you wanna save your soul from hell for ridin' on our range
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
Tryin to catch the devils herd across these endless skies
Yippy yi ya yippy yi yo ghost riders in the sky
Ghost riders in the sky ghost riders in the sky

Chris Ledoux - Navajo Wrangler - lyrics

Between Gallic and Shiprock he was born in a Hogan
And his spirit was as free as an eagle flies
Deep in the canyons out in Arizona
He broke his first pony before he turned five
He learned how to hide in the branches of the canyons
The young riders herded the wild horses by
Then quick as a bobcat he closed in the willows
And a new crop of Mustangs were waitin' inside
He's a Navajo wrangler an Indian cowboy bridles and saddles just get in his way
There ain't another on the whole reservation
Like the Navajo wrangler from canyon to shay
He never breaks horses with his spurs or a saddle
Just uses a blanket and a firm gentle hand
He's known far and wide from Chenley to Red Rock
And there ain't a horse he can't ride on the Navajo land
He's a Navajo wrangler...
He's a Navajo wrangler...
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