Marty Robbins - Tekstovi pesama
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"Prairie Fire"
While drivin' a herd of cattle out in old Nebraska way
Headin' east at Broken Bow one hot September day
Tryin' to get to Omaha we hoped to find a buyer
We never counted in the odds of a western prairie fire
A hot south wind was blowin' and the air was gettin' dry
Somethin' far away was spellin' trouble in the sky
Comin' closer was a sound that topped the devil's choir
Then we knew we had to race a raging prairie fire
When all at once a flame is seen a lickin' at the sky
And every heart is quicker and there's fear in every eye
We'd just one chance to get away for there's no place to hide
Gotta reach the river Platte one inch deep and one mile wide
The herd is gettin' tired but we've got no time to rest
I try to clear the red dust that is gatherin' in my chest
From ridin' tail on a thousand head with the weather gettin' dry
The black cloud in the west is warning ride ride ride
The roarin' heat is closer ashes fallin' by our side
And every breeze is burnin' singin' with its warnin' cry
We've got to reach the river but it's still ten miles or more
And close behind us we can hear that wind infernal roar
But fate had other plans for we lost that fatal race
We lost for neither man nor beast could long keep up the pace
The mighty Platte subdued its rage but none were there to rest
We did our best to get away but only I am left
Now on the blackened prairie far as the eye can see
The grim remains are there to show that God rules you and me
Just one he left to tell the tale just one was his desire
We lost our herd and thirty men to a raging prairie fire
While drivin' a herd of cattle out in old Nebraska way
Headin' east at Broken Bow one hot September day
Tryin' to get to Omaha we hoped to find a buyer
We never counted in the odds of a western prairie fire
A hot south wind was blowin' and the air was gettin' dry
Somethin' far away was spellin' trouble in the sky
Comin' closer was a sound that topped the devil's choir
Then we knew we had to race a raging prairie fire
When all at once a flame is seen a lickin' at the sky
And every heart is quicker and there's fear in every eye
We'd just one chance to get away for there's no place to hide
Gotta reach the river Platte one inch deep and one mile wide
The herd is gettin' tired but we've got no time to rest
I try to clear the red dust that is gatherin' in my chest
From ridin' tail on a thousand head with the weather gettin' dry
The black cloud in the west is warning ride ride ride
The roarin' heat is closer ashes fallin' by our side
And every breeze is burnin' singin' with its warnin' cry
We've got to reach the river but it's still ten miles or more
And close behind us we can hear that wind infernal roar
But fate had other plans for we lost that fatal race
We lost for neither man nor beast could long keep up the pace
The mighty Platte subdued its rage but none were there to rest
We did our best to get away but only I am left
Now on the blackened prairie far as the eye can see
The grim remains are there to show that God rules you and me
Just one he left to tell the tale just one was his desire
We lost our herd and thirty men to a raging prairie fire
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"Pray For Me Mother Of Mine"
I've gained wealth and fame though I'm not satisfied
Oh, pray for me, Mother of mine
My footsteps have strayed from the straight narrow way
Oh, pray for me, Mother of mine
As you hear me singing I know you'll be blue
But I wrote this song, Mom, especially for you
I know I don't write you as much as I should
But pray for me, Mother of mine
Remember the times when you'd take me to church
When I was a small, little boy
How well I remember the songs I would sing
It fills your dear heart full of joy
I'm weary and tired, Mom, I want you to know
That I need your prayers as I did long ago
So kneel down and pray that I might find the way
Oh, pray for me, Mother of mine
I've gained wealth and fame though I'm not satisfied
Oh, pray for me, Mother of mine
My footsteps have strayed from the straight narrow way
Oh, pray for me, Mother of mine
As you hear me singing I know you'll be blue
But I wrote this song, Mom, especially for you
I know I don't write you as much as I should
But pray for me, Mother of mine
Remember the times when you'd take me to church
When I was a small, little boy
How well I remember the songs I would sing
It fills your dear heart full of joy
I'm weary and tired, Mom, I want you to know
That I need your prayers as I did long ago
So kneel down and pray that I might find the way
Oh, pray for me, Mother of mine
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"Pretty Words"
Too late to be sorry, too late to forget
I don't know what's happened to me
I know that I'm lonely, I know that I'm left
Pretty words make a fool out of me
Pretty words, pretty words you spoke such pretty words
You spoke pretty words warm and sweet
Now you've gone, here am I, wanna smile but I cry
Pretty words made a fool out of me
Love that's strong for a day like a flower fades away
Then I think of the things that could be
I don't want to forget I'm not sorry I left
Pretty words make a fool out of me
Pretty words, pretty words, how I love those pretty words
Pretty words were like Heaven to me
It's as plain as can be, it's so easy to see
Pretty words made a fool out of me
Too late to be sorry, too late to forget
I don't know what's happened to me
I know that I'm lonely, I know that I'm left
Pretty words make a fool out of me
Pretty words, pretty words you spoke such pretty words
You spoke pretty words warm and sweet
Now you've gone, here am I, wanna smile but I cry
Pretty words made a fool out of me
Love that's strong for a day like a flower fades away
Then I think of the things that could be
I don't want to forget I'm not sorry I left
Pretty words make a fool out of me
Pretty words, pretty words, how I love those pretty words
Pretty words were like Heaven to me
It's as plain as can be, it's so easy to see
Pretty words made a fool out of me
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"Pride And The Badge"
All night long I tried to sleep but sleep refused to come
Cause today I knew I'd either have to fight or run
Knowin' if I choose to run my mind would never rest
Cause with so much pride I wear this badge upon my vest
Folks are filled with fear because there's three bad guns in town
Sheriff Olsen made the wrong move and they shot him down
One they called Dakota Jack and one El Paso Red
The other just turned twenty and he's called the Killer Kid
Good advice I get and that's to leave and run away
But my pride and badge I wear won't let me live this way
And if I stay the three have bragged they'll add me to their list
But I have a different aim and I don't aim to miss
From the doorway where I stand I see the outlaws three
Worried none because they know the town's not helpin' me
From a hundred yards away I try a lucky shot
Luck is with me and Dakota Jack dies on the spot
Well a kid runs through the barroom door and Red goes up the stairs
The Kid is ragin' mad, he's breakin' bottles, kickin' chairs
And from a roof El Paso Red has vowed to pay me back
As he views the lifeless body of Dakota Jack
I can see him as he jumps from one roof to the next
Searchin' for me but he has no idea where I'm at
But I watch his every move I'm ready when he leaps
As I shoot him in mid air he crashes to the street
Now there's one against just one I've evened up the score
Down the street I hear a yell come through the barroom door
The Kid has screamed, there's no way I can live unless I run
Said there ain't no lawdog man enough to take his gun
Through the barroom door he walks and steps out on the street
I can't match his draw, he's much too fast for me to beat
And as I walk toward him we both grab a forty-five
Maybe I will die today and he will stay alive
Like a hammer somethin' hits me spinnin' me around
As I fall I shoot him twice before he hits the ground
His bullet missed me , still I feel a burnin' in my chest
His bullet hits the badge I wear with pride upon my vest
As the people view the bodies of the lifeless three
From their looks I know exactly what they think of me
To them I'm just a killer and they could not care less
'Bout my pride or 'bout the badge I wear upon my vest
All night long I tried to sleep but sleep refused to come
Cause today I knew I'd either have to fight or run
Knowin' if I choose to run my mind would never rest
Cause with so much pride I wear this badge upon my vest
Folks are filled with fear because there's three bad guns in town
Sheriff Olsen made the wrong move and they shot him down
One they called Dakota Jack and one El Paso Red
The other just turned twenty and he's called the Killer Kid
Good advice I get and that's to leave and run away
But my pride and badge I wear won't let me live this way
And if I stay the three have bragged they'll add me to their list
But I have a different aim and I don't aim to miss
From the doorway where I stand I see the outlaws three
Worried none because they know the town's not helpin' me
From a hundred yards away I try a lucky shot
Luck is with me and Dakota Jack dies on the spot
Well a kid runs through the barroom door and Red goes up the stairs
The Kid is ragin' mad, he's breakin' bottles, kickin' chairs
And from a roof El Paso Red has vowed to pay me back
As he views the lifeless body of Dakota Jack
I can see him as he jumps from one roof to the next
Searchin' for me but he has no idea where I'm at
But I watch his every move I'm ready when he leaps
As I shoot him in mid air he crashes to the street
Now there's one against just one I've evened up the score
Down the street I hear a yell come through the barroom door
The Kid has screamed, there's no way I can live unless I run
Said there ain't no lawdog man enough to take his gun
Through the barroom door he walks and steps out on the street
I can't match his draw, he's much too fast for me to beat
And as I walk toward him we both grab a forty-five
Maybe I will die today and he will stay alive
Like a hammer somethin' hits me spinnin' me around
As I fall I shoot him twice before he hits the ground
His bullet missed me , still I feel a burnin' in my chest
His bullet hits the badge I wear with pride upon my vest
As the people view the bodies of the lifeless three
From their looks I know exactly what they think of me
To them I'm just a killer and they could not care less
'Bout my pride or 'bout the badge I wear upon my vest
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"Private Wilson White"
Private Wilson White, America is proud tonight
Proud to claim you for their hero, Private White
On a battlefield one day in a land so far away
Mid the rattle of machine guns in the dawn's first golden light
Twenty men lay close to death, nineteen of them held their breath
While one volunteered to save them, volunteered to give his life
Private Wilson White, America is proud tonight
Proud to claim you for their hero, Private White
Nineteen lives he meant to save, not one backward glance he gave
As he yelled, for God and country, through an open field he ran
But the enemy had seen and they understood his scheme
And the fire from their machine guns knocked the rifle from his hands
Private Wilson White, America is proud tonight
Proud to claim you for their hero, Private White
Seven bullets found their mark, seven bullets near the heart
And the force of seven bullets knocked the soldier to the ground
But his promise he must keep, and he staggered to his feet
Ran toward the four machine guns that pinned the soldiers down
Private Wilson White, America is proud tonight
Proud to claim you for their hero, Private White
Bullets flyin' everywhere, smoke and gunfire filled the air
Onward ran the wounded soldier to keep the vow he made
Nearly dead, but deep within, was the strength to pull the pin
As he yelled, I died for freedom, he threw the hand grenade
Private Wilson White, America is proud tonight
Proud to claim you for their hero, Private White
Private Wilson White, America is proud tonight
Proud to claim you for their hero, Private White
On a battlefield one day in a land so far away
Mid the rattle of machine guns in the dawn's first golden light
Twenty men lay close to death, nineteen of them held their breath
While one volunteered to save them, volunteered to give his life
Private Wilson White, America is proud tonight
Proud to claim you for their hero, Private White
Nineteen lives he meant to save, not one backward glance he gave
As he yelled, for God and country, through an open field he ran
But the enemy had seen and they understood his scheme
And the fire from their machine guns knocked the rifle from his hands
Private Wilson White, America is proud tonight
Proud to claim you for their hero, Private White
Seven bullets found their mark, seven bullets near the heart
And the force of seven bullets knocked the soldier to the ground
But his promise he must keep, and he staggered to his feet
Ran toward the four machine guns that pinned the soldiers down
Private Wilson White, America is proud tonight
Proud to claim you for their hero, Private White
Bullets flyin' everywhere, smoke and gunfire filled the air
Onward ran the wounded soldier to keep the vow he made
Nearly dead, but deep within, was the strength to pull the pin
As he yelled, I died for freedom, he threw the hand grenade
Private Wilson White, America is proud tonight
Proud to claim you for their hero, Private White
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"Progressive Love"
Little by little, step by step
Slowly but surely we fell in love
How did it happen, it's easy to see
We didn't rush things, we loved progressively
First came a smile and then we held hands
Much later came the kiss
If you'll just take your time
If you search then you'll find
Progressive love won't miss
If you'll just take your time
If you search then you'll find
Progressive love can't miss
Little by little, step by step
Slowly but surely we fell in love
How did it happen, it's easy to see
We didn't rush things, we loved progressively
First came a smile and then we held hands
Much later came the kiss
If you'll just take your time
If you search then you'll find
Progressive love won't miss
If you'll just take your time
If you search then you'll find
Progressive love can't miss
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"Queen Of The Big Rodeo"
Gather 'round cowboys I'll tell you a tale
A story that's hard to be told
Of a trick ridin' cowgril we loved and we called
The queen of the big rodeo
Wherever she went she was always acclaimed
As the greatest of trick ridin' girls
Perfection and beauty were her's all alone
She was stricly the best in the world
Cowboys and cowgirls remarked of her charm
And a smile that brightened the world
Admired and chosen by many a man
As the best of the trick ridin' girls
One night in Houston the crowd was so big
There was forty-five thousand or more
She had just about finished her act for the night
One more trick the crowd waited for
A dangerous trick at the horse's full speed
A trick that had never been tried
Cowboys and cowgirls both knew if she failed
If she fell she could easily die
The ride was perfection and almost complete
Suddenly somethin' went wrong
The sinch gave away and she lost control
And at full speed she fell to the ground
Not one muscle moved as she lay where she fell
She's unconscious, one bronc buster said
But the doctor removed any doubt from our minds
When he said, the young cowgirl was dead
Not one livin' soul in the crowd made a move
They all knew that somethin' was wrong
As they took her away from the place where she lay
They knew the young cowgirl was gone
Cowboys just stood there with hats in their hands
Their heads were bowed ever so low
Not one eye was dry as we whispered, goodbye
To the queen of the big rodeo
Gather 'round cowboys I'll tell you a tale
A story that's hard to be told
Of a trick ridin' cowgril we loved and we called
The queen of the big rodeo
Wherever she went she was always acclaimed
As the greatest of trick ridin' girls
Perfection and beauty were her's all alone
She was stricly the best in the world
Cowboys and cowgirls remarked of her charm
And a smile that brightened the world
Admired and chosen by many a man
As the best of the trick ridin' girls
One night in Houston the crowd was so big
There was forty-five thousand or more
She had just about finished her act for the night
One more trick the crowd waited for
A dangerous trick at the horse's full speed
A trick that had never been tried
Cowboys and cowgirls both knew if she failed
If she fell she could easily die
The ride was perfection and almost complete
Suddenly somethin' went wrong
The sinch gave away and she lost control
And at full speed she fell to the ground
Not one muscle moved as she lay where she fell
She's unconscious, one bronc buster said
But the doctor removed any doubt from our minds
When he said, the young cowgirl was dead
Not one livin' soul in the crowd made a move
They all knew that somethin' was wrong
As they took her away from the place where she lay
They knew the young cowgirl was gone
Cowboys just stood there with hats in their hands
Their heads were bowed ever so low
Not one eye was dry as we whispered, goodbye
To the queen of the big rodeo
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"Red River Valley"
From this valley they say you are leaving
We shall miss your bright eyes and sweet smile
For you take with you all of the sunshine
That has brightened our pathway a while
Then come sit by my side if you love me
Do not hasten to bid me adieu
Just remember the Red River Valley
And the cowboy that's loved you so true
For a long time, my darlin', I've waited
For the sweet words you never would say
Now, alas, must my fond hopes all vanish,
For they say that you're going away
Then come sit by my side if you love me
Do not hasten to bid me adieu
Just remember the Red River Valley
And the cowboy that's loved you so true
Do you think of the valley you're leaving,
Oh how lonely and drear it will be,
Do you think of he kind hearts you're breaking,
And the pain you are causing to me.
Come and sit by my side if you love me,
Do not hasten to bid me adieu,
Just remember the Red River Valley,
And the cowboy who loved you so true
From this valley they say you are leaving
We shall miss your bright eyes and sweet smile
For you take with you all of the sunshine
That has brightened our pathway a while
Then come sit by my side if you love me
Do not hasten to bid me adieu
Just remember the Red River Valley
And the cowboy that's loved you so true
For a long time, my darlin', I've waited
For the sweet words you never would say
Now, alas, must my fond hopes all vanish,
For they say that you're going away
Then come sit by my side if you love me
Do not hasten to bid me adieu
Just remember the Red River Valley
And the cowboy that's loved you so true
Do you think of the valley you're leaving,
Oh how lonely and drear it will be,
Do you think of he kind hearts you're breaking,
And the pain you are causing to me.
Come and sit by my side if you love me,
Do not hasten to bid me adieu,
Just remember the Red River Valley,
And the cowboy who loved you so true
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"Refer Him To Me"
If he wants to know her lips and touch of her fingertips
I touched them before refer him to me
The loveliness of her face to warm her in his embrace
I held her before refer him to me
The dreams that were ours to share when she was here
I'm helpless beyond compare without her near
Though she no longer wants my kiss if he'll bring her happiness
I ask nothing more refer him to me
Though she no longer wants...
If he wants to know her lips and touch of her fingertips
I touched them before refer him to me
The loveliness of her face to warm her in his embrace
I held her before refer him to me
The dreams that were ours to share when she was here
I'm helpless beyond compare without her near
Though she no longer wants my kiss if he'll bring her happiness
I ask nothing more refer him to me
Though she no longer wants...
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"Respectfully Miss Brooks"
I got a letter from my baby
Came in the mail yesterday
She had an awful lot on her mind
She had an awful lot to say
Well, she treated me like an old, old friend
Just like a used to be
Well, I know by heart the words she wrote to me
Oh yeah, well, well
She said, "Dear Mister Johnson
Please sent back the letter that
I wrote you long time ago
We were kids, thought we were in love."
Oh yeah, well
She said, "Dear Mister Johnson
Please send back a picture that we took."
And it was signed respectfully, Miss Brooks
Oh yeah, well, well
Well I cried and I cried and I cried some more
I fell right down and I cried on the floor
I was hurtin' way down deep inside
Where it don't show, don't show
Well, I never felt so bad in my whole life
Thought Miss Brooks was gonna be my wife
But I done found out how wrong a man in love can be
Oh yeah
Well, I cried yesterday and all last night
Nothin' ever gonna be alright
Oh, well I called Miss Brooks on the phone
And here's what I said well, I cried, I said now
Please-se-se-se don't-o-o-on't make-a-a-ake me send you
The letters that you wrote me
Wrote me long time ago-o-o
Please-se-se-se don't-o-o-on't make-a-a-ake me
Send you back the pictures that we took
Cause I still love you Miss Brooks
Well I cried and I cried and I cried some more
Fell right down and I cried on the floor
I was hurtin' way down deep inside
Where it don't show, oh, well, well
Well, I never felt so bad in my whole life
I thought Miss Brooks was gonna be my wife
But I done found out how wrong a man in love can be
I got a letter from my baby
Came in the mail yesterday
She had an awful lot on her mind
She had an awful lot to say
Well, she treated me like an old, old friend
Just like a used to be
Well, I know by heart the words she wrote to me
Oh yeah, well, well
She said, "Dear Mister Johnson
Please sent back the letter that
I wrote you long time ago
We were kids, thought we were in love."
Oh yeah, well
She said, "Dear Mister Johnson
Please send back a picture that we took."
And it was signed respectfully, Miss Brooks
Oh yeah, well, well
Well I cried and I cried and I cried some more
I fell right down and I cried on the floor
I was hurtin' way down deep inside
Where it don't show, don't show
Well, I never felt so bad in my whole life
Thought Miss Brooks was gonna be my wife
But I done found out how wrong a man in love can be
Oh yeah
Well, I cried yesterday and all last night
Nothin' ever gonna be alright
Oh, well I called Miss Brooks on the phone
And here's what I said well, I cried, I said now
Please-se-se-se don't-o-o-on't make-a-a-ake me send you
The letters that you wrote me
Wrote me long time ago-o-o
Please-se-se-se don't-o-o-on't make-a-a-ake me
Send you back the pictures that we took
Cause I still love you Miss Brooks
Well I cried and I cried and I cried some more
Fell right down and I cried on the floor
I was hurtin' way down deep inside
Where it don't show, oh, well, well
Well, I never felt so bad in my whole life
I thought Miss Brooks was gonna be my wife
But I done found out how wrong a man in love can be
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"Restless Cattle"
Restless cattle, stop your millin' round
It's time to go to sleep
While I tell you bout some secrets
This poor cowboy has to keep
You won't understand, but still I'd like
To get it off my chest
Restless cattle, now it's time to get some rest.
If I show you what I carry
Will you promise not to laugh?
If another tear drop falls and stains
Her faded photograph
Only you know how I feel inside
Only you know that I weep
Restless cattle, settle down, it's time to sleep.
What's this, you've stopped your millin'
Can it be you understand
That a cowboy cries like any other man?
Guess my story must have touched you cause You're all standin' around
Restless cattle, now it's time for beddin' down.
Guess my story must have touched you cause
You're all standin' around
Restless cattle, stop your millin' round
It's time to go to sleep
While I tell you bout some secrets
This poor cowboy has to keep
You won't understand, but still I'd like
To get it off my chest
Restless cattle, now it's time to get some rest.
If I show you what I carry
Will you promise not to laugh?
If another tear drop falls and stains
Her faded photograph
Only you know how I feel inside
Only you know that I weep
Restless cattle, settle down, it's time to sleep.
What's this, you've stopped your millin'
Can it be you understand
That a cowboy cries like any other man?
Guess my story must have touched you cause You're all standin' around
Restless cattle, now it's time for beddin' down.
Guess my story must have touched you cause
You're all standin' around
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Re: Marty Robbins - Tekstovi pesama
"Return To Me"
Return to me
Oh my dear I'm so lonely
Hurry back hurry back
Oh my love hurry back I'm yours
Return to me
For my heart wants you only
Hurry home hurry home
Won't you please hurry home to my heart
My darling if I hurt you I'm sorry
Forgive me and please say you are mine
Return to me
Please come back bella mia
Hurry back hurry home to my arms
To my lips and my heart
Retorna me
Cara mia ti amo
Solo tu, solo tu, solo tu, solo tu
Mio cuore
Return to me
Oh my dear I'm so lonely
Hurry back hurry back
Oh my love hurry back I'm yours
Return to me
For my heart wants you only
Hurry home hurry home
Won't you please hurry home to my heart
My darling if I hurt you I'm sorry
Forgive me and please say you are mine
Return to me
Please come back bella mia
Hurry back hurry home to my arms
To my lips and my heart
Retorna me
Cara mia ti amo
Solo tu, solo tu, solo tu, solo tu
Mio cuore
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Re: Marty Robbins - Tekstovi pesama
"Ribbon Of Darkness"
Ribbon of darkness over me
Since my true love walked out the door
Tears I never had before
Ribbon of darkness over me
Clouds are gathering over my head
That kill the day and hide the sun
That shroud the night when day is done
Ribbon of darkness over me
Rain is falling on the meadow
Where once my love and I did lie
Now she is gone from the meadow
My love goodbye
Ribbon of darkness over me
Where once the world was young as spring
Where flowers did bloom and birds would sing
Ribbon of Darkness over me
In this cold room lying
Don't want to see no one but you
Lord, I wish I could be dying
To forget you
How I wish your old heart could see
How mine just takes and breaks all day
Come on back and take away
Ribbon of Darkness over me
Come on back and take away
Ribbon of Darkness over me
Ribbon of darkness over me
Since my true love walked out the door
Tears I never had before
Ribbon of darkness over me
Clouds are gathering over my head
That kill the day and hide the sun
That shroud the night when day is done
Ribbon of darkness over me
Rain is falling on the meadow
Where once my love and I did lie
Now she is gone from the meadow
My love goodbye
Ribbon of darkness over me
Where once the world was young as spring
Where flowers did bloom and birds would sing
Ribbon of Darkness over me
In this cold room lying
Don't want to see no one but you
Lord, I wish I could be dying
To forget you
How I wish your old heart could see
How mine just takes and breaks all day
Come on back and take away
Ribbon of Darkness over me
Come on back and take away
Ribbon of Darkness over me
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Re: Marty Robbins - Tekstovi pesama
"Rich Man Rich Man"
Rich man, rich man got all the good land
Ain't nothin' left but bad land for the poor man
Rich man's money, rich man's school
Did they make the poor man, rich man's fool
Rich man, rich man never have dirty hands
Never hold a plow that's turnin' his land
Poor man holds it day by day
Did they make the poor man, rich man's slave
I work the field come rain or shine
What else can I do
I have nothing nor has mine
Are we rich man's fools
Poor man, poor man always be a poor man
Sit at the end of day then I'm a tired man
Rich man's money, rich man's school
Did they make the poor man, rich man's fool
Rich man worried 'bout all the money spent
Worried 'bout taxes, he owes the government
Then on payday poor man shines
They can't tax just one thin dime
God loves both of us rich and poor alike
Loves us both the same, equal within his sight
Has no favourites, this I know
For the good book tells me so
Wealth can't buy a home on high
Not all the worldly gold
Faith, on bended knees, can buy
A home in saviour's soul
Rich and poor the same, no good without the flame
I mean the flame of love, sent down from God above
If our Faith in Him we lose
Rich or poor, we're both a fool
Rich man, rich man got all the good land
Ain't nothin' left but bad land for the poor man
Rich man's money, rich man's school
Did they make the poor man, rich man's fool
Rich man, rich man never have dirty hands
Never hold a plow that's turnin' his land
Poor man holds it day by day
Did they make the poor man, rich man's slave
I work the field come rain or shine
What else can I do
I have nothing nor has mine
Are we rich man's fools
Poor man, poor man always be a poor man
Sit at the end of day then I'm a tired man
Rich man's money, rich man's school
Did they make the poor man, rich man's fool
Rich man worried 'bout all the money spent
Worried 'bout taxes, he owes the government
Then on payday poor man shines
They can't tax just one thin dime
God loves both of us rich and poor alike
Loves us both the same, equal within his sight
Has no favourites, this I know
For the good book tells me so
Wealth can't buy a home on high
Not all the worldly gold
Faith, on bended knees, can buy
A home in saviour's soul
Rich and poor the same, no good without the flame
I mean the flame of love, sent down from God above
If our Faith in Him we lose
Rich or poor, we're both a fool
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Re: Marty Robbins - Tekstovi pesama
"Ride Cowboy Ride"
Ride, cowboy, ride
Don't ride too slow
Tucson's a mighty long way yet to go
He started his long ride in Prescott
The sun was a hundred or more
On down he rode at full gallop
Into the flat desert floor
Driving the big herd to Flagstaff
In Prescott the letter was there
Happiness soon would be sorrow
Sad news the letter did bear
Ride, cowboy, ride
Don't go too slow
Ride, cowboy, ride
You've a long way to go
Your darlin' now lies on her deathbed
Racked by fever and pain
Reaching for you at her bedside
At each breath she's callin' your name
Forward he leaned in the saddle
Pushing through mesquite and sage
His head never raised for a greeting
As he passed the Wickenburg stage
Ride, cowboy, ride
Don't ride too slow
Tucson's a mighty long way to go
In Phoenix he traded horses
Now on the back of this roan
He could see visions of Tucson
His darlin' and their lovely home
Ride, cowboy, ride
Don't ride too slow
There's still a hundred and twenty to go
In through the ranch gate he galloped
And without breaking his stride
He bounded out of the saddle
And rushed to his sweet darlin's side
Then as the dyin' girl saw him
A smile came over her face
Holding her hand as it tightened
Barely had he won the race
Ride, cowboy, ride
On through the blue
Ride, cowboy, ride
She'll be waiting for you
Ride, cowboy, ride
On through the blue
Ride, cowboy, ride
She'll be waiting for you
Ride, cowboy, ride
Don't ride too slow
Tucson's a mighty long way yet to go
He started his long ride in Prescott
The sun was a hundred or more
On down he rode at full gallop
Into the flat desert floor
Driving the big herd to Flagstaff
In Prescott the letter was there
Happiness soon would be sorrow
Sad news the letter did bear
Ride, cowboy, ride
Don't go too slow
Ride, cowboy, ride
You've a long way to go
Your darlin' now lies on her deathbed
Racked by fever and pain
Reaching for you at her bedside
At each breath she's callin' your name
Forward he leaned in the saddle
Pushing through mesquite and sage
His head never raised for a greeting
As he passed the Wickenburg stage
Ride, cowboy, ride
Don't ride too slow
Tucson's a mighty long way to go
In Phoenix he traded horses
Now on the back of this roan
He could see visions of Tucson
His darlin' and their lovely home
Ride, cowboy, ride
Don't ride too slow
There's still a hundred and twenty to go
In through the ranch gate he galloped
And without breaking his stride
He bounded out of the saddle
And rushed to his sweet darlin's side
Then as the dyin' girl saw him
A smile came over her face
Holding her hand as it tightened
Barely had he won the race
Ride, cowboy, ride
On through the blue
Ride, cowboy, ride
She'll be waiting for you
Ride, cowboy, ride
On through the blue
Ride, cowboy, ride
She'll be waiting for you
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Re: Marty Robbins - Tekstovi pesama
"Rose Of Ol' Pawnee"
My rose of ol' Pawnee a flower of a dawn
Blooming tenderly her memory still lingers on
My angel of the night a moonlit reverie
A star of love so bright shines on my rose of ol' Pawnee
Sweet are the dreams that I hold in my heart as I go wanderin' along
Long are the hours since we drifted apart deep in my heart is a song
My angel of the night...
Sweet are the dreams...
My rose of ol' Pawnee a flower of a dawn
Blooming tenderly her memory still lingers on
My angel of the night a moonlit reverie
A star of love so bright shines on my rose of ol' Pawnee
Sweet are the dreams that I hold in my heart as I go wanderin' along
Long are the hours since we drifted apart deep in my heart is a song
My angel of the night...
Sweet are the dreams...
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"Roving Gambler"
Well, I am a roving gambler I've gambled all around
Whenever I need my deck of cards I lay my money down
I lay my money down I lay my money down
I had not been in Washington many more days than three
When I fell in love with a pretty little girl
And she fell in love with me
She fell in love with me fell in love with me
She took me in her parlor cooled me with her fan
Whispered low in Mama's ear I love this gambling man
I love this gambling man love this gambling man
Daughter oh dear daughter what makes you treat me so
To leave your dear old Mama and with that gambler go
Mother, oh dear Mother you know I love you well
But the love I have for the gambling man
No human tongue can tell
No human tongue can tell human tongue can tell
Well I hear the train a-commin', commin' around the curve
Whistlin' and a blowin', strainin' every nerve
Mother, oh dear Mother I'll tell you if I can
If you ever see me commin' again, I'll be with a gamblin' man
Be with a gamblin' man, be with a gamblin' man
Well, I am a roving gambler I've gambled all around
Whenever I need my deck of cards I lay my money down
I lay my money down I lay my money down
I had not been in Washington many more days than three
When I fell in love with a pretty little girl
And she fell in love with me
She fell in love with me fell in love with me
She took me in her parlor cooled me with her fan
Whispered low in Mama's ear I love this gambling man
I love this gambling man love this gambling man
Daughter oh dear daughter what makes you treat me so
To leave your dear old Mama and with that gambler go
Mother, oh dear Mother you know I love you well
But the love I have for the gambling man
No human tongue can tell
No human tongue can tell human tongue can tell
Well I hear the train a-commin', commin' around the curve
Whistlin' and a blowin', strainin' every nerve
Mother, oh dear Mother I'll tell you if I can
If you ever see me commin' again, I'll be with a gamblin' man
Be with a gamblin' man, be with a gamblin' man
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"Ruby Ann"
I said hello to the man that tried to win your hand
A long time ago.
I tried to smile as he talked of the days
When he was your beau,
But I could see he was a-shamin' me
When he talked of his wealth and fame --
Ruby Ann took the hand of this poor, poor man,
Ain't true love a funny thing?
Big man, you got money in your hand,
So what?
You're at a table for two, but still there's only you,
Big shot!
Well, your money can't buy if your power can't hold,
You can't romance your fame --
Ruby Ann took the hand of this poor, poor man,
Ain't true love a funny thing?
Big man, you got money in your hand,
So what?
You're at a table for two, but still there's only you,
Big shot!
Well, your money can't buy if your power can't hold,
You can't romance your fame --
Ruby Ann took the hand of this poor, poor man,
Ain't true love a funny thing?
Ruby Ann took the hand of this poor, poor man,
Ain't true love a funny thing?
I said hello to the man that tried to win your hand
A long time ago.
I tried to smile as he talked of the days
When he was your beau,
But I could see he was a-shamin' me
When he talked of his wealth and fame --
Ruby Ann took the hand of this poor, poor man,
Ain't true love a funny thing?
Big man, you got money in your hand,
So what?
You're at a table for two, but still there's only you,
Big shot!
Well, your money can't buy if your power can't hold,
You can't romance your fame --
Ruby Ann took the hand of this poor, poor man,
Ain't true love a funny thing?
Big man, you got money in your hand,
So what?
You're at a table for two, but still there's only you,
Big shot!
Well, your money can't buy if your power can't hold,
You can't romance your fame --
Ruby Ann took the hand of this poor, poor man,
Ain't true love a funny thing?
Ruby Ann took the hand of this poor, poor man,
Ain't true love a funny thing?
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Re: Marty Robbins - Tekstovi pesama
"Running Gun"
I rode out of Kansas City, going south to Mexico
I was running dodging danger,left the girl that I loved so
Far behind lay Kansas City and the past that I had earned
Twenty notches on my six gun marked the lessons I had learned
Many times I sold my fast gun for a place to lay my head
Till the nights began to haunt me by the men that I left dead
Couldn't stand it any longer with the life that I'd begun
So I said good-bye to Jeannie and became a running gun
I rode into Amarillo as the sun sank in the west
My thoughts in Kansas City and the girl that I love best
As I smiled and kissed her gently and then turned away to go
Said I'd send for her to meet me when I reached old Mexico
I had barely left the saddle and my foot just touched the ground
When a cold voice from the shadows told me not to turn around
Said he knew about my fast gun, knew the price paid by the law
Challenged by a bounty hunter, so I turned around to draw
I knew someday I'd meet him, for his hand like lightning flashed
My own gun stood in leather as his bullet tore its path
As my strength was slowly fading, I could see him walk away
And I knew that where I lie today, he too must lie some day
Now a crowd is slowly gathering but my eyes are growing dim
And my thoughts return to Jeannie and the home that we had planned
Oh please tell her, won't you mister, that she's still the only one
But a woman's love is wasted when she loves a running gun
I rode out of Kansas City, going south to Mexico
I was running dodging danger,left the girl that I loved so
Far behind lay Kansas City and the past that I had earned
Twenty notches on my six gun marked the lessons I had learned
Many times I sold my fast gun for a place to lay my head
Till the nights began to haunt me by the men that I left dead
Couldn't stand it any longer with the life that I'd begun
So I said good-bye to Jeannie and became a running gun
I rode into Amarillo as the sun sank in the west
My thoughts in Kansas City and the girl that I love best
As I smiled and kissed her gently and then turned away to go
Said I'd send for her to meet me when I reached old Mexico
I had barely left the saddle and my foot just touched the ground
When a cold voice from the shadows told me not to turn around
Said he knew about my fast gun, knew the price paid by the law
Challenged by a bounty hunter, so I turned around to draw
I knew someday I'd meet him, for his hand like lightning flashed
My own gun stood in leather as his bullet tore its path
As my strength was slowly fading, I could see him walk away
And I knew that where I lie today, he too must lie some day
Now a crowd is slowly gathering but my eyes are growing dim
And my thoughts return to Jeannie and the home that we had planned
Oh please tell her, won't you mister, that she's still the only one
But a woman's love is wasted when she loves a running gun
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Re: Marty Robbins - Tekstovi pesama
"Saddle Tramp"
They call me a drifter, they say I'm no good
I'll never amount to a thing
Well I may be a drifter and I may be no good
There's joy in this song that I sing.
Saddle tramp, saddle tramp
I'm as free as the breeze and I ride where I please
Saddle tramp, saddle tramp.
At night I will rest 'neath a blanket of blue
Doubt if I ever will change
I might even dream of a lady I knew
Might even whisper her name
Saddle tramp, saddle tramp
I'm as free as the breeze and I ride where I please
Saddle tramp.
I might even wind up in Idaho
And visit a cute little miss
A sweet little someone I used to know
And I might even stop long enough for a kiss.
Saddle tramp, saddle tramp
I'm as free as the breeze and I ride where I please
Saddle tramp, saddle tramp.
Might even ride back through Phoenix someday
Might even stop for awhile
But branded, no never! I'll not be tied down
Trapped by a fair lady's smile.
Saddle tramp, saddle tramp
I'm as free as the breeze and I ride where I please
Saddle tramp!
They call me a drifter, they say I'm no good
I'll never amount to a thing
Well I may be a drifter and I may be no good
There's joy in this song that I sing.
Saddle tramp, saddle tramp
I'm as free as the breeze and I ride where I please
Saddle tramp, saddle tramp.
At night I will rest 'neath a blanket of blue
Doubt if I ever will change
I might even dream of a lady I knew
Might even whisper her name
Saddle tramp, saddle tramp
I'm as free as the breeze and I ride where I please
Saddle tramp.
I might even wind up in Idaho
And visit a cute little miss
A sweet little someone I used to know
And I might even stop long enough for a kiss.
Saddle tramp, saddle tramp
I'm as free as the breeze and I ride where I please
Saddle tramp, saddle tramp.
Might even ride back through Phoenix someday
Might even stop for awhile
But branded, no never! I'll not be tied down
Trapped by a fair lady's smile.
Saddle tramp, saddle tramp
I'm as free as the breeze and I ride where I please
Saddle tramp!
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