Songs Of The Kingwood Kowboy

Songs Of The Kingwood Kowboy

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Songs Of The Kingwood Kowboy episodes

  • I Stopped Loving You

    I Stopped Loving You (Larry W. Jones 01/17/2012) (song #6541)

    Dear, I stopped loving you, it took such a long time

    To give up old memories of when you were mine

    My old sweet dreams of you have almost gone away

    I stopped loving you and started living today

    I spent countless hours in daydreams of you

    Of the long ago when you were still true

    I wasted time on a fine work of art

    I stopped loving you so new love could start

    (instrumental)

    I spent countless hours in daydreams of you

    Of the long ago when you were still true

    I wasted time on a fine work of art

    I just stopped loving you, new love can start

    Dear, I stopped loving you, it took such a long time

    To give up old memories of when you were mine

    My old sweet dreams of you have almost gone away

    I stopped loving you and started living today

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    3 min
  • Larimer County Homestead

    Larimer County Homestead (Larry W. Jones 01/18/2012) (song #6542)

    Larry Jones is my name, as I have recounted

    I’m in Colorado in Larimer County

    Yes folks, you’ll find me out west where I make my bed

    And starving to death on my Larimer homestead

    Hurrah for Larimer County, it’s home for me

    And it’s home for the bed bug, grasshopper and flea

    I’ll sing to it praises though I soon may be dead

    While starving to death on my Larimer homestead

    Now, my hut is made from logs in Homestead Meadows

    The pine walls are solid and keep in the shadows

    But the old roof has no pitch and when the winds blow

    It sure is a cinch that it will let in the snow

    I’m happy on my one hundred sixty acres

    Thanks to Larimer County’s movers and shakers

    But I’ve got nothing to eat, from no rows to hoe

    Now I think nothing from nothing adds up to zero

    I’m happy on my Larimer County homestead

    Though prairie rattlesnakes hiss their tune at my head

    Centipedes have many legs, they walk with no fear

    But I fear they’ll lay their many eggs in my ear

    Now, you other homesteaders, you say you will stay

    And chew on smoked beef jerky til you’re old and gray

    But as for myself, I’m done with hard tack and dread

    And starving to death on my Larimer homestead

    My clothes, they are all rags and the life here is rough

    My food is corn dodgers, of them I’ve had enough

    I’m happy on my Larimer County homestead

    So I’ll go back to bed after the dogs are fed

    Bye to Colorado and Larimer County

    One hundred sixty acres is not a bounty

    I won’t sing it praises cause I soon may be dead

    While starving to death on my Larimer homestead

    Adios to Larimer County and the west

    Back home to Texas is where’s the land I love best

    I’ll marry me a wife on a west Texas spread

    Quit starving to death on my Larimer homestead

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    4 min
  • Skew Ball Paint

    Skew Ball Paint (Larry W. Jones 01/16/2012) (song #6540)

    Whoa Skew Ball, I’m gonna straddle you til I fall

    Now, it was down in Texas I rode

    To break broncos or get myself throwed

    I crossed the Red River for the work

    With a six shooter on Texas dirt

    Whoa Skew Ball, I’m gonna straddle you til I fall

    They roped out for me a skew ball paint

    With double rigged saddle for restraint

    Well, being afraid I surely ain’t

    So I climbed on that wild skew ball paint

    (instrumental)

    Whoa Skew Ball, I’m gonna straddle you til I fall

    He bucked so hard I swallowed my wad

    Afore ten yard I wallowed the sod

    I told the ranch boss I just resigned

    Boys, he laughed so hard he looked plum blind

    Well boys, back across the Red I rode

    Where the Kansas and Texas rivers flowed

    That skew ball paint didn’t like the load

    I break broncos but got myself throwed

    Whoa Skew Ball, I’m gonna straddle you til I fall

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    2 min
  • Time Changes Nothing Now

    Time Changes Nothing Now (Larry W. Jones 01/15/2012) (song #6539)

    It changes nothing now what this life brings to me

    Cause I’ll be alright from now til eternity

    Whatever, there will be no worry on my brow

    Nothing matters because time changes nothing now

    Dear, it was only a year ago since we met

    I never thought that you would go, to my regret

    But now you’re gone and you’ve retracted every vow

    Nothing matters because time changes nothing now

    (instrumental)

    Dear, now that you have gone and left me here so blue

    I can only blame myself since I can’t blame you

    Whatever happened, I don’t understand just how

    Nothing matters because time changes nothing now

    As water flows under a bridge and is soon gone

    I’ll soon forget all the love from you I have known

    Whatever, there will be no worry on my brow

    Nothing matters because time changes nothing now

    Whatever, there will be no worry on my brow

    Nothing matters because time changes nothing now

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    3 min
  • It Appears And Departs

    It Appears And Departs (Larry W. Jones 01/15/2012) (song #6538)

    My friends ask if I still love you

    And they ask how I’m doing now

    They ask me if I’m feeling blue

    Any sadness I just disavow

    The truth is hard for me to say

    I’m not good at such works of art

    I just say nothing bothers me

    Because it appears and departs

    It appears and departs alright

    Oh, it appears when I awake

    And it doesn’t depart all night

    Oh, a man has a lot of pride

    So he can’t admit that he cried

    For a love he has in his heart

    I just say nothing bothers me

    Because it appears and departs

    My friends ask why you departed

    And if I’ve found anyone since

    I just answer them half-hearted

    I know they laugh at my expense

    The truth is hard for me to say

    I’m not good at such works of art

    I just say nothing bothers me

    Because it appears and departs

    Pain of heart appears and departs

    It appears and departs

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    4 min
  • On Mountains In Colorado

    On Mountains In Colorado (Larry W. Jones 01/15/2012) (song #6537)

    Up on top of the mountains in Colorado

    There, tall snow capped peaks greet the sun

    That shines above the tree line in Colorado

    For all to see that night is done

    Summer winds blow warm on golden grain fields below

    That beg my return to its glow

    Where I can live my childhood dreams of long ago

    On mountains in Colorado

    (instrumental)

    (Up on top of the mountains in Colorado)

    There tall snow capped peaks greet the sun

    (That shines above the tree line in Colorado)

    For all to see that night is done

    Summer winds blow warm on golden grain fields below

    That beg my return to its glow

    Where I can live my childhood dreams of long ago

    On mountains in Colorado

    (On mountains in Colorado)

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    2 min
  • Be A Texas Cowboy

    Be A Texas Cowboy (Larry W. Jones 01/14/2012) (song #6536)

    Well, I’m a Texas cowboy far away from home

    When I ride back to Texas, I will no more roam

    Montana is too cold and winters are too long

    Before Spring roundups start, your money is all gone

    I worked the X-I-T which now I’ll never see

    Lest I go back to Texas and they pardon me

    I’ve worked in Nebraska where grass grows ten feet high

    Cattle are the rustlers, they make good cowboys die

    (instrumental)

    I’ve worked in the sand hills and down along the Platte

    Most cowboys are good fellers and cattle are fat

    I traveled this whole country and worked for the brand

    All through the Indian Nation and the Rio Grande

    All along the Yellowstone where it’s cold year round

    Boys, I got consumption from sleeping on the ground

    The badlands of Montana are the worst I’ve seen

    Ain’t no place for tenderfeet and cows are too lean

    (instrumental)

    So all you Texas cowboys, take warning from me

    Go to Montana but leave your money with me

    Just work down in Texas all the whole year around

    You won’t get consumption from sleeping on the ground

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    4 min
  • I Will See You In My Dreams

    I Will See You In My Dreams (Larry W. Jones 01/13/2012) (song #6535)

    Dear, I will see you in my dreams

    Til I can see you one more time

    When you are here safe in my arms

    And I will dwell in thoughts of you

    Well on into the daytime too

    Til I can see your many charms

    The sun and moon above know who I’m dreaming of

    All the heavenly stars brightly shine just for you

    Dear, I will see you in my dreams

    Til I can see you one more time

    So darling, remember you’re mine

    (instrumental)

    The sun and moon above know who I’m dreaming of

    All the heavenly stars brightly shine just for you

    Dear, I will see you in my dreams

    Til I can see you one more time

    So darling, remember you’re mine

    Dear, I will see you in my dreams

    Til I can see you one more time

    So darling, remember you’re mine

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    3 min
  • X-I-T Range

    X-I-T Range (Larry W. Jones 01/12/2012) (song #6534)

    Come gather round cowboys and listen to my song

    For I’m sure you’ll be pleased and it won’t take too long

    I’ll sing to you of things that you may not agree

    Of the Texas panhandle’s famous X-I-T

    If you ride to Dalhart, find Rufus Jack Bradley

    He’s the big wagon boss and he’ll treat you badly

    He’ll toss you on a hoss on three million acres

    And he’ll make you break a hundred widow-makers

    When you ride up to the Escabada bunkhouse

    You’ll see sod upon the roof, and for sure a mouse

    Ask what it is and you’ll be told the same as me

    Greenhorn, this is your bed on the big X-I-T

    Oh, for sure you’ll rise early morn before daybreak

    And boys, you’ll scorn the taste of cold X-I-T steak

    And for fixin’ fences in rain, don’t think it strange

    Cause you’re now employed on the big X-I-T range

    Some cowboys say X-I-T means Ten In Texas

    But I know a ten’s as big as my paycheck is

    And boys, if to Mr. Farwell you wish to complain

    You won’t be gettin’ far on the X-I-T range

    Now you cowboys, I no longer here can remain

    And I hope my Texas song has caused you no pain

    But when I am gone, now don’t you think of me strange

    For I’ve been a cowhand on the X-I-T range

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    3 min
  • I’d Give Up Tomorrow

    I’d Give Up Tomorrow (Larry W. Jones 01/12/2012) (song #6533)

    I’d give up tomorrow to take back yesterday

    For what good is tomorrow with no one to love

    I’d give up tomorrow with all its clouds of gray

    To take back today the one love I’m dreaming of

    Tomorrow will open an empty world for me

    I’ll give in to sorrow more than I’m having now

    I’d give up tomorrow to take back yesterday

    I don’t want tomorrow without love anyhow

    (instrumental)

    Tomorrow will open an empty world for me

    I’ll give in to sorrow more than I’m having now

    I’d give up tomorrow to take back yesterday

    I don’t want tomorrow without love anyhow

    I’d give up tomorrow to take back yesterday

    I’d give up tomorrow to take back yesterday

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    3 min

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Songs Of The Kingwood Kowboy consists of over 700 tracks of classic and vintage country, cowboy, western, folk and bluegrass songs, the world's largest collection written by an individual…