Homestead Mansion (Larry W. Jones 01/23/2012) (song #6552)

Old tin cans for flower pots, burlap sacks for rugs

Overalls and calico, lives of lowly mugs

But good land is our homestead and we’re livin’ free

There ain’t no landlord here to tell us what to be

Small rickety log shack, tar papered all in black

Now, the old chimney points south from the cold north wind

The windows are few but the curtains are all blue

In my view it’s a homestead mansion since back when

(instrumental)

Small rickety log shack, tar papered all in black

Now, the old chimney points south from the cold north wind

The windows are few but the curtains are all blue

In my view it’s a homestead mansion since back when

Our little homestead shack, there’s a lot that it lacks

But yet it still has the knack to look so home-like

Both our hands built it and now we both fit in it

Our homestead mansion will have to do for us two

Our homestead mansion is home sweet home for us two

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On The Lone Side Of Lonely (Larry W. Jones 01/23/2012) (song #6551)

On the lone side of lonely is where I will be

On the lone side of lonely is where you’ll find me

Still holding on to mem’ries of what used to be

On the lone side of lonely since you have left me

On the lone side of lonely I have company

On the lone side of lonely my past follows me

I hold onto hopes dear, that you’ll return and see

On the lone side of lonely is not meant for me

(instrumental)

On the lone side of lonely I have company

On the lone side of lonely my past follows me

On the lone side of lonely is where I will be

On the lone side of lonely is where you’ll find me

Still holding on to mem’ries of what used to be

On the lone side of lonely since you have left me

I hold onto hopes dear, that you’ll return and see

On the lone side of lonely is not meant for me

On the lone side of lonely is where you’ll find me

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No Matter What Cowboy You Are (Larry W. Jones 01/24/2012) (song #6550)

You’re just an old cowboy, and that’s all you will be

For all you can offer is a range of the free

The thoughts of your wanderin’ heart are always too far

No matter what cowboy you are

No matter what cowboy you are

No matter what cowgirl gives you kissin’ so fine

You’ll be long gone and missin’ in just a short time

Cowboy, your guiding light is a wandering star

No matter what cowboy you are

No matter what cowboy you are

(instrumental)

The open range is your lover, always will be

Cowboy, your kind of roving looks somewhat like me

They’ll all sing about you on their campfire guitars

No matter what cowboy you are

No matter what cowboy you are

You have no woman’s warm arms to hold you at night

Cause you’re out on the range under stars shining bright

The thoughts of your wanderin’ heart are always too far

No matter what cowboy you are

No matter what cowboy you are

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My Texian Cowgirl (Larry W. Jones 01/23/2012) (song #6549)

I see my cowgirl in the Texian sunlight

And I see my cowgirl in the Texian Fall

I see her riding in sunny April gladness

And hear her soft voice in whippoorwills call

I told the dogies in the pasture and prairie dogs in the ground

To everyone I shouted about the true love that I had found

My heart is just as high as the highest western cottonwood tree

And it’s all because my Texian cowgirl is in love with me

(instrumental)

My heart is just as high as the highest western cottonwood tree

And it’s all because my Texian cowgirl is in love with me

I see my cowgirl in the Texian sunlight

And I see my cowgirl in the Texian Fall

I see her riding in sunny April gladness

And hear her soft voice in whippoorwills call

I told the dogies in the pasture and prairie dogs in the ground

To everyone I shouted about the true love that I had found

My heart is just as high as the highest western cottonwood tree

And it’s all because my Texian cowgirl is in love with me

My Texian cowgirl is in love with me

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Kingwood Kowboy (Larry W. Jones 01/23/2012) (song #6548)

Boys, I write for the old cowboy nation

And I hope my songs bring you fellows joy

I wonder if the next generation

Will remember the Kingwood Kowboy

Now, I have traveled the wide world over

And many odd jobs have seen my employ

It’s my time to rest under the clover

That will soon welcome the Kingwood Kowboy

Cowboy songs I’ve written melodial

Some were happy while some were sad or coy

But my best were of cowboys jovial

So boys, think well of the Kingwood Kowboy

I can now see the coming last roundup

That memories of trails will soon destroy

But boys, flowers will grow from the ground up

To remind you of the Kingwood Kowboy

Now, when I am laid out in fine linen

Pardners, my old cowboy songs redeploy

When you lower the lid of the coffin

Sing an old song for the Kingwood Kowboy

And when on the old wagon they bear me

Ladies may weep over the real McCoy

For there will come no other to compare me

There will be no other Kingwood Kowboy

Boys, go and find some jovial fellows

And let them stagger as they all deploy

To dig me a deep grave in the meadow

And drink whiskey to the Kingwood Kowboy

Then get a couple of granite grave stones

For my head and my feet just like Rob Roy

And then boys, scratch on them, here lies the bones

Of the old song writer, Kingwood Kowboy

Then may all of you jovial cowboys

Surround my cold prairie grave full of joy

Drink whiskey til all of you will annoy

The mem’ry of the old Kingwood Kowboy

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Hold My Heart For Awhile (Larry W. Jones 01/23/2012) (song #6547)

Hold my heart for awhile and tell it one more time

How you could make it smile while you were telling lies

Hold my attention, then unfold your intention

To make me cry while you see the love in my eyes

Darling, just make me smile

Hold my heart for awhile

Oh, you caught me off guard, my heart fell really hard

And now the pieces are scarred for all time to come

I’m holding what seems to be the end of my dreams

And my heart cannot mend from this feeling so numb

Darling, just make me smile

Hold my heart for awhile

(instrumental)

Dear, now I know, but somehow as you go

Hold my heart now as you did long ago

Hold my heart for awhile and tell it one more time

How you could make it smile while you were telling lies

Hold my attention, then unfold your intention

To make me cry while you see the love in my eyes

Darling, just make me smile

Hold my heart for awhile

Hold my heart for awhile

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Old Palomino Pal Of Mine (Larry W. Jones 01/23/2012) (song #6546)

Old palomino pal, we rode many trails together

Old palomino pal, my load you carried through weather

Your faithful roundup days are done

Out to pasture you can now run

Old palomino pal of mine

Get along old pardner, bright stars will be shining tonight

Get along old pardner, the load you now carry is light

Listen to the lone whippoorwill

He’s calling softly from the hill

Old palomino pal of mine

(instrumental)

Old palomino pal, we rode many trails together

Old palomino pal, my load you carried through weather

Your faithful roundup days are done

Out to pasture you can now run

Old palomino pal of mine

Listen to the lone whippoorwill

He’s calling softly from the hill

Old palomino pal of mine

Old palomino pal of mine

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Cloudy (Larry W. Jones 01/23/2012) (song #6545)

Cloudy, today my world is full of rain

Cloudy, I frown when I think of the pain

Now the dark days are here cause she is nowhere near

Cloudy, she turned out insincere

Cloudy, but I still love her dear

Cloudy, sunshine went when she went away

Cloudy, she never meant that she would stay

I gave her my love but not to just dispose of

Cloudy, she was my morning dove

Cloudy, what was she thinking of

(instrumental)

Cloudy, the truth is, I just didn’t see

Cloudy, like a real sleuth she deceived me

My whole world now spins in a circle filled with fear

Cloudy, my eyes are filled with tears

Cloudy, but I still love her dear

Cloudy, today my world is full of rain

Cloudy, I frown when I think of the pain

Now the dark days are here cause she is nowhere near

Cloudy, she turned out insincere

Cloudy, but I still love her dear

My world is cloudy and full of pain

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