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Old Red Chris LeDoux Old Red was one of the orneriest yet I'd seen at the big rodeo He'd 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 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. Born In Mississippi Chris LeDoux I was born in MississippiOn the Gulf of MexicoAnd I could hear the Gators a roar at nightOut on the old bayouI remember Spanish mossA hangin' from the cypress treesAnd the smell of honeysuckleOn the Mississippi 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 Red Headed Stranger Chris LeDoux 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 Old Jake Chris LeDoux Now old Jake was a cowboy he'd worked his whole life on the rangeAnd he could rope, and he could ride with any man just half his ageOld Jake was my hero and me I was just a green kidAnd I prayed that someday The Passenger Chris LeDoux my eyes I was thinking bout the wild times and the women that I'd had The deceitful things I'd done and those lies When standin' in the shadows at the side of the road Stood the figure of a withered old Hippies In Calgary Chris LeDoux Well just down the hall in the ole hotel where me and old John stayed. Were some school marms, they'd come up from Dallas to party for a couple of days. Little Joe The Wrangler Chris LeDoux days with the remuda they're all done It was long about last April he rode into our camp Just a little Texas stray and all alone It was long late in the evening when he rode into our camp On a little old 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 Bull Rider Chris LeDoux Well the bull hit the gate with his head And I could see over his hump that his eyes were red He bailed out of there with a big snort and beller And something inside of me told me I was yeller Well Just Riding Through Chris LeDoux Pack up your old guitar cowboy roll up your old sleepin' bagIt's time you got to movin' cause your life is startin' to dragYou ain't leavin' nothin' but faces the same stars watch you at nightThat same Go Riding, Young Cowboy Chris LeDoux He stood out in the Cheyenne area dust by the latch on chute number fourThe young cowboys were laughin' at him and at the out of date clothes that he woreThough his trophy buckle was old it told of the Melodies And Memories Chris LeDoux Old melodies and memories, keep runnin' through my mind. We'd listen to the radio to hear our favorite song, Drivin' down a country road, we'd laugh and sing along. Under This Old Hat Chris LeDoux Rusty Spurs Chris LeDoux ' bout the days gone by wishin' he was thereRodeo, you take a boy and make a man so tallDrink his youth and cast him by the wayWhat's he gonna do now that he's throughBut sit and dream about the good old Too Old To Play Cowboy Chris LeDoux Boots spurs and a pearl handle cap pistol and a gold mine that dug in the sandI rode the fence line in her backyard each day on a stick horse I called old DanOne day my mama she called me aside and said John Ed Sang Cowpoke Chris LeDoux When the rodeo was overWe're all go to the roomWe're drink some beer, relax awhileAnd sing some cowboy tunesThat old guitar we passed aroundIt was battered, scratched, and brokeBut Lord, it sounded mighty Seventeen Chris LeDoux When he was five years old his mom took him down to the round corral To watch his dad work the young horse they called Smokey man did that horse buck But his old dad just sat up there and rode him like Daddy's Biggest Dream Chris LeDoux I parked my old pickup behind the holdin' fence and rosined up my riggin Cause my old daddy said if I ride hard and take care of my gear I'd make it big But lookin' back I see that I've been on this circuit 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 Homecoming Chris LeDoux While driving down the last four miles of gravel road to home All the old familiar landmarks seem like long lost friends As he pulls in to the ranch he see's his mom hangin' out the wash And dad is ridin Someday Soon Chris LeDoux down the toughest road to Hoe Someday soon, goin' with him someday soon Oh, when he visits her, her pa ain't got one good thing to say Gotta hunch he was just as wild in his younger days Oh blow you old Fine As Wine Chris LeDoux Sweeter than the grapes growin' out in California Softer than the fuzz on the sweetest Georgia peach Warms you goin' down like a twenty-two year old brandy When she loves me, Lord, she's fine, fine as Dirt And Sweat Cowboy Chris LeDoux just a cowboy, a dirt and sweat cowboyLivin' on beef steak and beansI ain't to hard to please but Mister you better believeI ain't never had no use for farm machinesWell, there ain't much romancing in old Grange Hall Dance Chris LeDoux And don't go home til the morning light Well if you ain't you don't know what your missing Laughter and dancin' a huggin' and a kissin' Everybody there's just havin' a ball A dancin' all night at the old The Buckskin Lady Chris LeDoux any time you got a rodeo, and I've got the entry fee,You can bet your boots my gal and I will come.ChorusWhoopee-ti-d-idi-ido on the plains of coloradoThat young pony was born to work the trail.Some old All Around Cowboy Chris LeDoux Just a broken down cowboy all down on his luck Been through the best of his friends On a long lonesome highway in an old pick-up truck Cross Texas like a hot dusty wind He was All Around Cowboy back Where Is The Glory Chris LeDoux When I was a lad an old cowboy told me well son you're sure ridin' wellThere's fame and there's fortuneAnd glory waitin' at the end of the rodeo trailSo I packed up my stuff in my old pickup truck to follow