Songs Of The Kingwood Kowboy

Little Brown Jug Of Rye (Larry W Jones 10/13/2019) (song #7641)

My dog and I live all alone

I eat raw meat and he eats bone

He catches flies and I like rye

Oh, we’ll be pals until he dies

Oh, ho ho ho, old dog and me

Little brown jug of rye I see

Oh, ho ho ho, old dog and me

Little brown jug don’t have no fleas

Little brown jug ain’t got no goals

Like my old clothes got many holes

I crawl around on all my fours

When it’s tipped up then down it pours

Chorus:

When I toil I roll up my sleeves

Work, my little brown jug relieves

Beneath a tall and shady tree

Little brown jug will comfort me

Chorus:

Oh, I’m kinfolk to Adam’s race

Scattered over every old place

A lot of them have an old dog

And little brown jug that brings fog

Chorus:

If I’d a horse on which to ride

I’d saddle him and spur his side

I’d feed him hay til old and gray

And ride him forty miles a day

Chorus:

Roses are red, violets blue

My nose is red which gives a clue

Little brown jug, start at the top

Then drink it down to the last drop

Oh, ho ho ho, old dog and me

Little brown jug of rye I see

Oh, ho ho ho, old dog and me

Little brown jug don’t have no fleas

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On The Brigantine (Larry W Jones 10/12/2019) (song #7640)

Mates, get your sea bags in order

We sail with the tide tomorrow

Heave away, sea dogs, heave away

Mates, get your sea bags in order

We’ll sail across the blue water

Heave away, sea dogs, heave away

Mates, we’re bound on the brigantine

On the brigantine bound away

Tomorrow we’re bound for Cadiz

Mates, the girls there are entrancing

Then cross oceans to New Orleans

Where Creole girls are a-dancing

So, fare-thee-well sweet Maggie dear

Heave away, sea dogs, heave away

On the outbound sea swell we’ll steer

Heave away, sea dogs, heave away

Tomorrow we’re bound for Cadiz

Mates, the girls there are entrancing

Then cross oceans to New Orleans

Where Creole girls are a-dancing

We’ll sail across the blue water

Heave away, sea dogs, heave away

Mates, we’re bound on the brigantine

On the brigantine bound away

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Have I Confessed Already (Larry W Jones 10/11/2019) (song #7639)

Have I confessed already how I love you

And just how much my whole heart will allow

Have I confessed there is no one above you

Well dear, I confess my love to you now

My poor heart would suddenly weaken

My hopes would be beaten down somehow

All my dreams I could not believe in

If you refuse my loving you now

(Instrumental)

My poor heart would suddenly weaken

My hopes would be beaten down somehow

All my dreams I could not believe in

If you refuse my loving you now

Have I confessed already how I love you

Under each full moon I make a vow

Have I confessed to stars above you

Well dear, I confess my love to you now

Have I confessed already how I love you

Well dear, I confess my love to you now

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Hiking Song (Larry W Jones 10/09/2019) (song #7638)

Oh, I love to go a-hiking

Along the Rocky Mountain trail

And singing is to my liking

O’re the high hill and through the vale

Chorus:

Trail a-ree, trail a-ro

Trail a-ree, trail a-ro ho ho ho ho

Along the Rocky Mountain trail

I love to hike beside the stream

Diamonds shining in the sun

So full of joy it sings to me

I am the happy hiking one

Chorus:

I say howdy to folks I meet

They say hello right back to me

Wild huckleberries taste so sweet

Growing under the tall fir trees

Chorus:

High in the sky the skylarks wing

The Rocky Mountains are their home

I love to hear the skylarks sing

Above the trails on which I roam

Chorus:

Oh, may my days of wandering

Go on until the day I die

Grant me power to hike and sing

Beneath Jehovah’s clear blue sky

Trail a-ree, trail a-ro

Trail a-ree, trail a-ro ho ho ho ho

Along the Rocky Mountain trail

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Back In The Scene Of Texas Swing (Larry W Jones 10/09/2019) (song #7637)

Well, I was feeling down where downers dwell

Been acquiring the blues for quite a spell

Things are looking up like a filled up cup

Cause I made the scene of good western swing

Yeah, I’m back in the scene of Texas Swing

There’s no downers here, just good Lone Star beer

Twin fiddles and Tommy Duncan singin’

Bob Wills and His Playboys swingin’ I hear

(Instrumental)

There’s Spade Cooley and His Buckle Busters

Oh yeah, Adolph Hofner and His Texans

Cliff Bruner and His Texas Wanderers

Don’t forget Milton Brown and his Brownies

Yeah, I’m back in the scene of Texas Swing

There’s no downers here, just good Lone Star beer

Twin fiddles and Tommy Duncan singin’

Bob Wills and His Playboys swingin’ I hear

(Instrumental)

Gotta find me a girl and have some fun

Take a chance cause the night is nearly done

Go boot scootin’ with ol’ Bob Wills the king

Yeah, I’m back in the scene of Texas Swing

Yeah, I’m back in the scene of Texas Swing

There’s no downers here, just good Lone Star beer

Twin fiddles and Tommy Duncan singin’

Bob Wills and His Playboys swingin’ I hear

Back in the scene of Texas Swing

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Deed I Do (Larry W Jones 10/08/2019) (song #7636)

I love you, indeed I do (deed I do)

You love me, indeed you do (deed you do)

It’s no joke and it’s carved on every oak

Love, indeed I do and indeed you too

Dreams come true, indeed they do (deed they do)

We’re a team, indeed we are (deed we are)

There’s a moonbeam in the sky made for two

I love you, indeed I do (deed I do)

(Instrumental)

Dreams come true, indeed they do (deed they do)

We’re a team, indeed we are (deed we are)

There’s a moonbeam in the sky made for two

I love you, indeed I do (deed I do)

There’s a moonbeam in the sky made for two

I love you, indeed I do (deed I do)

Yes, indeed I do (deed I do)

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Until Someone Better Comes Along (Larry W Jones 10/06/2019) (song #7635)

I don’t like to bet but sometimes I do

And now I’ll bet that I’ll be losing you

I was never a go getter in love

I’ll bet there’s someone else you’re thinking of

So, I don’t know why we keep on dancing

Though the country song sounds so entrancing

I won’t be brokenhearted, I’ll be strong

Strong until someone better comes along

(Instrumental)

I never owned a mansion on a hill

And I’ll bet that in time I never will

But I own a heart that’s heavy as gold

And I bet I’ll never own you to hold

So, I don’t know why we keep on dancing

Though the country song sounds so entrancing

I won’t be brokenhearted, I’ll be strong

Strong until someone better comes along

(Instrumental)

I don’t like to bet but sometimes I do

And now I’ll bet that I’ll be losing you

I was never a go getter in love

I’ll bet there’s someone else you’re thinking of

I won’t be brokenhearted, I’ll be strong

Strong until someone better comes along

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Since You Never Have Forever In View (Larry W Jones 10/05/2019) (song #7634)

Well, I’m walking the line while you’re walking the edge

I take it easy while you’re on a downhill sledge

You live without thinking of how long you will last

I want love that’s not measured by short term forecasts

Since you never have forever in view

Since you never have forever for two

Your heart will never beat in time with mine

I can’t stay here and be easy to find

(Instrumental)

When the dance has ended you’re not even winded

Don’t be offended if intentions are amended

You live without thinking of how long you will last

I want love that’s not measured by short term forecasts

Since you never have forever in view

Since you never have forever for two

Your heart will never beat in time with mine

I can’t stay here and be easy to find

Since you never have forever in view

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Zero Minus One (Larry W Jones 10/02/2019) (song #7632)

Well, I’m a zero minus one, look what I’ve done

And this zero I am is what I’ll always be

Been a minus a thousand times, look at the signs

Yeah, I’m a zero minus one just constantly

In love I’ve never been a hero

A zero has been my one game

I’m so good at losin’ at love

Zero minus one is my name

(Instrumental)

Well, I’m a zero minus one, look what I’ve done

And this zero I am is what I’ll always be

Been a minus a thousand times, look at the signs

Yeah, I’m a zero minus one just constantly

Oh, more than once I played the dunce

I groped for things I couldn’t find

So, if you want to poke some fun

Zero minus one, I’m so blind

Well, I’m a zero minus one, look what I’ve done

Less than zero, I’m no hero

I’m a zero minus one

Zero minus one

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La Escalera Rancho (Larry W Jones 10/02/2019) (song #7633)

Randa Jean heard him singing Cielito Lindo

Before his gentle pony reached the big corral

Gerald rode through La Escalera chaparral

Every evening when the day was about twilight

Gerald and Randa Jean started out together

A young vaquero with his bride whom he loved so

In a cabin on La Escalera Rancho

Gerald caught the scent of warm manzana cobbler

As soon as he rounded the narrow canyon rim

He felt just as warm inside and often wondered

What the lovely Randa Jean ever saw in him

For Randa had dreamed of city life and mansions

A moneyed life with fancy clothes and stylish bows

But she chose Gerald’s La Escalera Rancho

Gerald and Randa Jean never made good money

But they both worked the land while happy just the same

She called him querido and she was sweet miel

And Randa Jean was proud to share the Lyda name

All their ninos and ninas grew up and prospered

They moved away from La Escalera Rancho

From the small cabin on the ranch that would see fame

When dust bowl days would blow sand in the summer wind

It sounded just like wild coyotes with no end

Those days drew them ever closer as the weather

Brought them together as lovers and best of friends

Years passed by and after fifty as man and wife

They were still there on La Escalera Rancho

And after all those years of matrimonio

All we ninos and ninas faced our saddest test

We said goodbye to beloved dad Gerald Monday

As we laid him away in his best Sunday vest

Mama Randa Jean would live on a few more years

And we recalled all their hard and good times with tears

Living in a cabin on La Escalera Rancho

Gerald and Randa Jean never made good money

But they both worked the land while happy just the same

She called him querido and she was sweet miel

And Randa Jean was proud to share the Lyda name

All their ninos and ninas grew up and prospered

They moved away from La Escalera Rancho

From the small cabin on the ranch that would see fame

Gerald and Randa Jean never made good money

But they both worked the land while happy just the same

She called him querido and she was sweet miel

And Randa Jean was proud to share the Lyda name

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