Under The Aspen Snowmass Moon (Larry W Jones 11/04/2020) (song #7726)

A snowy night

With slopes of white

The time was right and soon

We fell in love under the Aspen Snowmass moon

The moon was low

Fire was aglow

Such a delight to swoon

Under the Aspen Snowmass moon

(Instrumental)

Each flick’rin flame

Had but one aim

To make your heart and mine the same

Under the Aspen Snowmass moon

(Instrumental)

Here in my ear

I’ll never hear

Such a lovely love tune

Such a delight to swoon

Under the Aspen Snowmass moon

Under the Aspen Snowmass moon

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Cowboy On A Gallop (Larry W Jones 10/30/2020) (song #7722)

Oh, a cowboy who’s on a gallop rides alone

All by himself is where he always will belong

Git along Buckeye, there’s a rainbow in the sky

And there’s gold in the streams far ahead

We’ll get there sometime soon in the sweet by and by

Git along Buckeye, to a new spread

Oh, a cowboy who’s on a gallop rides alone

All by himself is where he always will belong

(Instrumental)

Oh, a cowboy who’s on a gallop rides alone

Far away from his old saddle pals

Old Buckeye, he’s a-ridin’, listens to his song

Bout leavin’ behind some pretty gal

Oh, a cowboy who’s on a gallop rides alone

All by himself is where he always will belong

(Instrumental)

Git along Buckeye, there’s a rainbow in the sky

And there’s gold in the streams far ahead

We’ll get there sometime soon, in the sweet by and by

Git along Buckeye, to a new spread

Oh, a cowboy who’s on a gallop rides alone

All by himself is where he always will belong

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A Piggie Named Pokey (Larry W Jones 10/29/2020) (song #7721)

I’ve got a piggie named pokey

And he squeals mostly in low key

He squeals and he squeals quite slowly

You’ll love my piggie named pokey

When you gig it he gets with it

He squeals and he squeals so boldly

When you pinch his nose he goes an octave higher

Pinch his feet and it’s a treat to hear a pig choir

(Instrumental)

Get you a piggie named pokey

One that squeals mostly in low key

He’ll squeal and he’ll squeal quite slowly

You’ll love your piggie named pokey

When you gig it he’ll get with it

He’ll squeal and he’ll squeal so boldly

I’ve got a piggie named pokey

I love his high and low key songs

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Oil Skin Slicker (Larry W Jones 10/28/2020) (song #7720)

If I had a cayuse with white wings

On his back and away I would fly

To Cindy I would give a gold ring

And all of my love before I die

Wrap me up in my oil skin slicker

Then play your guitar somber and slow

Gather six wranglers free from liquor

Lay me down like a cowboy laid low

(Instrumentaal)

Then all of you gather some big stones

Cover me from my head to my toe

Chisel on one and let it be known

Here a young cowboy lies down below

Wrap me up in my oil skin slicker

Then play your guitar somber and slow

Gather six wranglers free from liquor

Lay me down like a cowboy laid low

(Instrumentaal)

Then go gather six wrangler top hands

To bring her here so Cindy will know

Today you will have to make new plans

Here lies the cowboy who was your beau

Wrap me up in my oil skin slicker

Then play your guitar somber and slow

Gather six wranglers free from liquor

Lay me down like a cowboy laid low

(Instrumentaal)

Wrap me up in my oil skin slicker

Lay me down like a cowboy laid low

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Thirty Miles From Decatur (Larry W Jones 10/28/2020) (song #7719)

We were thirty miles from Decatur, now listen to my tale

The storm, it was a downpour on the old Chisholm cattle trail

Thirty miles from Decatur, gettin’ low on whiskey and beans

Boys I think we’ll get no drink until we reach old Abilene

Now, our trail boss he rode at the front, tough as buffalo hide

The stream, it was so wide he couldn’t see to the other side

Thirty miles from Decatur, we couldn’t cross the flooded stream

Boys I think we’ll get no drink until we reach old Abilene

(Instrumental)

Now, our cookie was a good old pal, although he had no charm

We sent him up a tall pine tree for to sound the flood alarm

Thirty miles from Decatur, we saw waters that we ain’t seen

Boys I think we’ll get no drink until we reach old Abilene

The trail boss, he went crazy on the old Chisholm cattle trail

And I’m the only cowpoke left that’s livin’ to tell the tale

Thirty miles from Decatur, the storm it was mighty and mean

Boys I think we’ll get no drink until we reach old Abilene

Thirty miles from Decatur, the storm it was mighty and mean

Boys I think we’ll get no drink until we reach old Abilene

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Horses And Saddles And Montana Skies (Larry W Jones 10/27/2020) (song #7718)

Horses and saddles and Montana skies

Mama and Papa and old fam’ly ties

Headin’ there to where the blue skies are fair

Horses and saddles and Montana skies

Down the trail across the stream

Where the big bald eagles fly

Nature puts on quite a scene

There I’ll stay until I die

(Instrumental)

Wrinkles and rockin’ chairs and twinkling eyes

Mama and Papa and old songs reprise

Headin’ there to where the blue skies are fair

Horses and saddles and Montana skies

Stayin’ away was so wrong

Headin’ home been gone too long

This big town ain’t my demise

Montan’ I’ll never despise

Horses and saddles and Montana skies

Horses and saddles and Montana skies

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What Will Befall This Kind Of Cowboy (Larry W Jones 10/17/2020) (song #7717)

On the day he was born there was thunder

A young cowpoke who would never know joy

As he grew up he couldn’t but wonder

Oh, what will befall this kind of cowboy

He rode the night-herd and wished for the day

On his own ranch wranglers he would employ

Such was not to be for he was a stray

Oh, what will befall this kind of cowboy

Oh, what will befall this kind of cowboy

(Instrumental)

Most of his trails led him only to jails

With outlaws and rustlers, evil decoys

And he wrote on the walls of his travails

Boys, here’s what befalls this kind of cowboy

He rode the night-herd and wished for the day

On his own ranch wranglers he would employ

Such was not to be for he was a stray

Oh, what will befall this kind of cowboy

Oh, what will befall this kind of cowboy

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Best Of Future Plans (Larry W Jones 10/10/2020) (song #7716)

Well, I had the best of future plans

That was back when I was in my natural prime

Said I would do it with these two hands

Yeah, I had the best of future plans back in time

Well, I never finished your castle

I guess there were too many hills we had to climb

You’re the queen of a lowly vassal

Oh, I had the best of future plans back in time

(Instrumental)

Now, some folks say that I’m a quitter

And at times I wonder if they just may be right

But you say you don’t need the glitter

And I still feel like a man when you hold me tight

You tell me often to remember

That not all songs of dreams have to end with a rhyme

Our love is more than just an ember

Yeah, I had the best of future plans back in time

(Instrumental)

I know that you deserve much better

And so my dear I’m trying to save every dime

For your true love I’ll be a debtor

Yeah, I had the best of future plans back in time

You tell me often to remember

That not all songs of dreams have to end with a rhyme

Our love is more than just an ember

Yeah, I had the best of future plans back in time

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Blue Bay For A Blue Lonely Heart (Larry W Jones 10/09/2020) (song #7715)

One night he saw with his eyes full open

So much more than he had seen at the start

As in his time of need he was searching

For a blue bay for a blue lonely heart

Too many years and too many oceans

Too many harbors waiting to depart

Leagues of loneliness and lighthouse searching

For a blue bay for a blue lonely heart

(Instrumental)

Calling out for the heavens

To hear the cries of his soul

Across the waves it beckons

For a blue bay o’er the shoal

Pale moonlight reflects off darkened waters

Like a pathway on a nautical chart

Drawn to a harbor of love he’s hoping

For a blue bay for a blue lonely heart

Drawn to a harbor of love he’s hoping

For a blue bay for a blue lonely heart

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Lone Star Girl Of Texas (Larry W Jones 10/08/2020) (song #7713)

All the stars over Texas were losing their glow

As she drove from Houston and our last rodeo

In her rear view mirror she still could see me there

Nothing could be clearer than truth that’s hard to bare

Doom can guide you when a star your heart is tied to

Like back when that girl gave my world a five point spin

The lone star girl of Texas gave my heart a whirl

The lone star girl of Texas is gone from my world

(Instrumental)

Now in some Texas town she’ll guide another heart

He’ll be tied to a star that will break his heart apart

All the stars over Texas are losing their glow

As she drives from Dallas and their last rodeo

Doom can guide you when a star your heart is tied to

Like back when that girl gave my world a five point spin

The lone star girl of Texas gave my heart a whirl

The lone star girl of Texas is gone from my world

The lone star girl of Texas is gone from my world

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