1. |
Runnin Gun
03:04
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he lays face down in the desert sand, clutching his six gun in his hand
another man shot down by my lethal hand
everywhere I go it's always the same they say, bang bang bang
the suns going down today, we ride another day
blazin guns all around, runnin gun in this town, hey
I ride into the next town, the sheriff’s waitin for me
he says son put your guns down, you're not welcome in this town
sheriff knows I can't do that so... bang bang bang
the suns going down today, we ride another day
blazin guns all around, runnin gun in this town, hey
<bridge>
well the day of justice has come for this town
they hung me out to die, I look at the sky
what do I see but hangin noose tied to a tree
my partner came for me shot me down from the hangin tree
giddy up we ride away fight for another day, hey
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2. |
Deserts Roam
02:51
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I got my six gun load up
my horse max saddle up
i'm headed west
giddy up
outlaw of 7 states
on the road to my next place
driving hate
deserts roam, here i go, deserts roam
deserts roam, here i go, deserts roam
bread rye ain't a lie
my whiskey is runnin dry
the fires out
runnin gun
gold fevers on my mind
I'm running out of time
gold fever on my mind, all the time
deserts roam, here i go, deserts roam
deserts roam, here i go, deserts roam
<bridge>
the pickin axe is loaded up
had to sell my horse max
i'm diggin diggin diggin
down
law won't find me
deep deep in the deeps
tick tick pick pick
deserts roam, here i go, deserts roam
deserts roam, here i go, deserts roam
my six gun loaded up
the whiskey in my gut
I'm stuck here
dig me up
dug down too deep,
the rocks fell on me
lost my gold, should of known
here I go, desert roam, desert roam
here I go, desert roam, desert roam
outro
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3. |
Diggin in the Mine
02:14
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well diggin in the mine is where I wanna be
searching for that gold not coal you see
I sold my soul down the river past nolm
diggin in the mine, diggin in the mine
well I lost all my riches to a ponzi scheme
the dust I'm breathin seein colors of the green
I'm heading to the tavern to celebrate my well being
diggin in the mine, diggin in the mine
<bridge>
tricklin picklin for my gold
gold fever eva got a hold on me
so why don't you come and join me
diggin in the mine, diggin in the mine
<outro>
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4. |
Misunderstood
03:54
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the dust kicks up down that road
there's a mean ole cowboy come to town
everyone told to run, run run
lock your doors, here he comes
he is misunderstood, he is misunderstood, he is misunderstood
he just wants one bottle of whiskey
a few women would do
but for some reason, nobody wants him
he is very isolate
he is misunderstood, he is misunderstood, he is misunderstood
<bridge>
he saddles up and heads down the road
the men of this town want to hang him
for their is there chance to take him out
but this mean ole cowboy wants no fight, hell no
he is misunderstood, he is misunderstood, he is misunderstood
<outro>
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5. |
Ghost Riders
03:04
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An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw
A-plowing through the ragged sky and up the cloudy draw
Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel
Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky
For he saw the Riders coming hard and he heard their mournful cry
Yippie yi Ohhhhh
Yippie yi yaaaaay
Ghost Riders in the sky
[Instrumental]
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat
He's riding hard to catch that herd, but he ain't caught 'em yet
'Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky
On horses snorting fire
As they ride on hear their cry
As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name
If you want to save your soul from Hell a-riding on our range
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
Trying to catch the Devil's herd, across these endless skies
Yippie yi Ohhhhh
Yippie yi Yaaaaay
Ghost Riders in the sky
[Instrumental]
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6. |
Tumbleweeds
02:17
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I travel the desert
with the tumblin weeds
their my companions
as I ride
the stars are bright
they shine through the night
I ride through canyons
he haww
here I come and, there I go
not knowing which way to roam
I travel the badlands
it's where they sent me
an outlaw they call me,
on the run
a runnin gun, I have become
they want to hang me, tonight
here I come and, there I go
not knowing which way to roam
<outro>
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7. |
Shorty
01:51
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well I rode in to town just looking for a job I'm
changin my ways just lookin for pay, hey
well a wild young cowboy, wild as the wind
challenge me to a duel, for something I began
so down went his hand for the gun he wore
my challenge was answered not one second more
the wild young cowboy lay dead on the floor
hey shorty give me one slug of gin I'm just
lookin for some work, someone just let me in
then this cowboy stands up and says we don't like your kind
pull out your guns its time to die
well that clock strikes 12 and those blazin guns
my 44 spoke lead and smoke
the man fell down before he could draw his hands
its always this way so I never stay
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8. |
Oregon Trail
04:21
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this is not our home
but we gotta keep on going anyway, hey
there's danger around every corner
but we are here anyway, i say hey
well, I miss home
well, I miss my home
my wife she died on the way, I said hey
my children got capture and sent away
what left for me, I really don't know
but something tells me I gotta keep on going away
well, I miss home
well, I miss my home
bridge
revolver around my hip
tobacco in my lip
I'll shoot you down
I'll kill you dead hey
I jump on this train headed further west
I set my forks down cuz this could be the place
but got I get constant attack from outlaws and Mormons
not giving out without a fight, hell no
but I miss home
well I miss my home
revolver around my hip
tobacco in my lip
I'll shoot you down
I'll kill you dead hey
<outro>
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JJ Haaga Bend, Oregon
Singer/Songwriter creating, producing and performing music.
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