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Still Got The Fire Michael Martin Murphey Listen as the wind blows through my lonely nights Stirring sparks of love into desire Memories ignite the scattered ember lights Baby, I've still got the fire Through the flame of love burns low Talkin' To The Wrong Man Michael Martin Murphey Hey, Daddy I've got a problem Last night I took my girlfriend For a ride And the way she Touched my hand, Dad Got this funny feeling deep inside So I leaned over and I kissed her Put my arms around her Cowboy Logic Michael Martin Murphey There's a great American hero, we all look up to When the times are hard and the chips are down He knows just what to do Now a cowboy's got a set of rules that he lives by day to day If you ask for his Woodsmoke In The Wind Michael Martin Murphey "You're out tonight with someone new You think I'll stay right here and wait for you This time you're wrong, I'm almost gone Walking out the door is all I've got left to do I'm gonna get so lost, I'll Take It As It Comes Michael Martin Murphey it comes Just an actor waiting for a new play Take it as it comes Ask me to dance, I will dance for you Ask me to sing, and see what I do If you feel sad, I'll make jokes for you I'm a handyman, I'm still I'm Gonna Miss You, Girl Michael Martin Murphey Oh yellow autumn moon You'll find me blue tonight What with the summer gone What with the fading light No sails upon the lake No children upon the shore No funny sun burnt nose No little country store Carolina In The Pines Michael Martin Murphey She came to me, said she knew me Said she'd known me a long time And she spoke of being in love With every mountain she had climbed And she talked of trails she'd walked up Far above the timber The Running Blood Michael Martin Murphey I'm a big race horse I can run so fast I don't even think about bein last When I make my move I don't feel no pain I got running blood rushin through my viens So don't hold on Don't hold back If you gonna Got To Pay The Fiddler Michael Martin Murphey She crossed the Mississippi and she headed west A hillbilly baby in a hot pink dress She couldn't stand the slap of daddy's razor strap no more High heel shoes clicking down the street Fishnet stockings Long Line Of Love Michael Martin Murphey Bought a beautiful diamond ring, Offered it to the sweetest thing I know And she said she would take it Started makin? What Am I Doing Here Michael Martin Murphey Starin' at the south end of north bound cattle Slavin' in the saddle all day You've got to be some kind of natural born fool To want to live your life this way Well it can't be the cooking, it sure ain't Two-Step 'Round the Christmas Tree Michael Martin Murphey There's a wondrous sight and a joyful sound Every Christmas Eve in a western town Gather up the kids All the friends and family 'Cause the holly's hung and the candle's bright Their tunin' up the fiddle's Desperation Road Michael Martin Murphey "Driving West out on I-40 On my way to taste some California wine A broke down family flagged me down Near the Arizona line Their whole world was in a pickup I guess it couldn't pull the load It was just Don't Count The Rainy Days Michael Martin Murphey go There's so much the years have left to show Don't count the rainy days They blow hard and then they're gone Don't throw our love away, away, away In the dark before the dawn You've got to hold on To Wild Bird Michael Martin Murphey Wild bird, I have mended your wing Now I'm wondering if my cold white hands can let go Just hold on to your fluttering heart I know you're anxious to make a new start And when you call me from the down Calico Silver Michael Martin Murphey No rain and the weather got warm Broke down and I sold my farm Headed for the silver strike, I took my wife Calico silver gave us life. Home On The Range Michael Martin Murphey Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam Where the deer and the antelope play Where seldom is heard a discouraging word and the skies are not cloudy all day Chorus: Home, home on the range Where the deer The Heart Knows The Truth Michael Martin Murphey wants to see But the heart knows the truth Oh, the heart knows the truth Man only hears what he wants to hear I heard me say goodbye I didn't listen to what my heart whispered I still wonder why I told Run Toward The Light Michael Martin Murphey I don't know how this can be But you chose to run with me Though the night ahead looks so black Now we're risking everything Not knowing what the day will bring We're going where there's no turning back Desert Rat Michael Martin Murphey Michael Martin Murphy Blue Sky- Night Thunder Desert Rat ~ Desert Rat ~ She sits on the front porch (Of) the old house that stands scorched Under the sun stroke of a desert day that chocked Her old man When The Work's All Done This Fall Michael Martin Murphey When The Work's All Done This Fall 1. The Streets Of Laredo Michael Martin Murphey As I walked out in the streets of Laredo, As I walked out in Laredo one day, I spied a young cowboy wrapped up in white linen, Wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay. Tying Knots In The Devil's Tail Michael Martin Murphey Way high up in the Sierry Peaks Where the yellow-jack pines grow tall, Old Buster Jiggs and Sandy Bob Had a round-up camp last fall. What She Wants Michael Martin Murphey She hasn't had time to learn about this world She takes each day the way it comes And she can get sad but she's just a little girl She doesn't ask much from anyone But what she wants is you and me Love Jukebox Michael Martin Murphey It had bubbles goin' round and a big bass sound You could feel right through your feet Like a beacon in the night with the green and orange light Just a slot machine poundin' out the beat Played Silver Big Iron Michael Martin Murphey them had a big iron on his hip, Big iron on his hip It was early in the morning when he rode into the town He came riding from the south side, slowly lookin' all around ""He's an outlaw loose and runnin Spanish Is The Lovin' Tongue Michael Martin Murphey Spanish is the lovin' tongue Soft as springtime, light as spray There was a girl I learned it from Living down Sonora way Now I don't look much like a lover Yet I say her love words over Late at night Little Joe The Wrangler Michael Martin Murphey Little Joe the wrangler, he'll wrangle never more His 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 Rangeland Rebel Michael Martin Murphey Ride rangeland rebel Ride over the land Ride to beat the devil Ride for your own brand Ride for your own brand I'm a rangeland rebel Riding for the lead I ride to beat the devil Beat the devil stampede Boy From The Country Michael Martin Murphey Because he called the forest brother Because he called the earth his mother They drove him out into the rain And some people even said That the boy from the country was insane Because he spoke with