High on a mountain in western Montana A silouette moves cross a cinammon sky Ridin' along on a horse he called Music With a song on his lips, and a tear
I Now, a mother takes loans out, sends her kids off to colleges Her family?s reduced to names on a shoppin' list While a coroner kneels beneath a great
ain't sweatin it [ Mike G ] Mike G on the run-through, scoop on the poop Turntables take one and mics take two Rhymes crazy fat like a baseball bat Or
night life Songs of happiness sadness heartbreak songs of the night life And we hope that you enjoy yourself tonight as you'll listen to our latest songs This first song
luck, Hucklebuck, I'll suck you up like a now or later You say that you're a trooper, then I'm Darth Vader You're a Cowboy then I'm a Raider You can
Deer Hunter It's a tough winter Still, I'm inventive This a real friendship We ride under the moonlight, break of dawn Not actors, cowboy hat, mask and
home to roost Will we sing a song of praise and indebtedness For our deliverance from evil or will we sing a song of sadness For the dreaded debt this
on the Prowler Blaze up a blunt as I tell you all about it Kill'a of the Hill'a, crawl like caterpillar Pour a fo-fo up in my grapes as for real'a This
For a couple of songs and a chance to shine Like the star that he longed to be He looked a Hell of a lot like me Well he'd played a lot of places where
Don't take your guns to town He sang a song as on he rode His guns hung at his hips He rode into a cattle town A smile upon his lips He stopped and
the lady a walking Was tanned to a dark berry brown Her body was made like a song to be played To the tune of a million a pound So was a wonder of a
The Cowboy Song --------------- Tears fall....They scarred your innocent teens. Love's fool....The company you envy. Leaves fall....The seasons pass
's long long gone Sing the cowboy song Where have all the cowboys gone That made the west so strong Their on the trail that's long long gone Sing the cowboy
every cowboy sings his sad, sad song Every rose has its thorn Though it's been a while now, I can still feel so much pain Like a knife that cuts you
yourself with us Now we're the only company you need to find comfort In the night bank robbery is your life We gave you a knife, we gave you a Smith
them really wants just to kiss you With your childhood flames on your midnight rug And your Spanish manners and your mother's drugs And your cowboy mouth
bat, they'll be your biggest fan. When you're in a pit, they'll pull you out of it. It ain't wrong to write a song, for all your friends to sing along
, dream of you That's what I'm doin' these days Yeah, that's what I'm doin' Someone told me, after college, you ran off to Vegas You married a rodeo cowboy