GUADALUPE STREET by Michael L. Dado

YOU’RE A SPECIAL THING IN BOOTS AND FADED JEANS
I’M NOTHIN' OUT OF ORDINARY LESS THAN MOST IT SEEMS
DOWN ON GUADALUPE STREET I WATCH YOU PASSIN' BY
SWIRLIN' BROKEN HEARTS LIKE FEATHERS FROM THE SKY

I SAID MISS IT SEEMS YOUR BOYFRIEND AIN'T TOO BRIGHT
SHE SAID SILLY MAN IT'S PLAIN TO SEE IT'S NOT HIS BRAINS I LIKE
HIS HAIR AND SMILE ARE REALLY HOT AND CHECK OUT HIS BEHIND
DON'T WASTE MY TIME A'TALKIN' ‘BOUT HIS MIND

AND DON'T YOU NEVER NOTICE ALL THE WRECKAGE IN YOUR WAKE
HOW YOU PART THEM MEN LIKE MOSES, AS IF LOVE'S A BIG MISTAKE
YOU SMILE AND LAUGH AND FLOAT ON BY LIKE TREASURE FROM THE SEA
WITH MY BACK TO THE OCEAN, MY HAIR ON FIRE
YOU STILL DON'T NOTICE ME?

MY DAYS ARE CAFFEINE, WORK AND COUNTIN' SCARS
MY NIGHTS ARE SPENT IN HONKY-TONKS A POUNDIN' THIS GUITAR
AND IF YOU EVER CROSS MY PATH YOUR LATEST FOOL IN TOW
YOUR SECRET'S SAFE WITH ME JUST SO'S YOU KNOW:
WITH MY BACK TO THE OCEAN, MY HAIR ON FIRE

REPEAT OFFENDERS LYRICS

CHICKEN HOLE by Michael L. Dado

WELL MY MAMA TOLD ME WHEN I WAS YOUNG
SAID BOY KEEP YOUR DISTANCE FROM THE SERPENT’S TONGUE
KEEP YOUR PATH TO THE NARROW AND STRAIGHT
MAYBE IF YOU’RE LUCKY YOU CAN WIND UP AT THE PEARLY GATES

WELL I TRIED MY BEST JUST TO FOLLOW THAT SONG
KEPT TO MY BUSINESS AS I WENT ALONG
THEN THERE YOU STOOD STANDIN’ ON THAT OTHER TRAIL
NEXT THING I REMEMBER I WAS POSTIN’ BAIL

CAUSE MAMA NEVER TOLD ME ‘BOUT A GIRL LIKE YOU
WELL I HEARD SOME STORIES BUT I NEVER KNEW
TEAR A HOLE IN MY HEART THROW A CHICKEN THROUGHA
NO, MAMA NEVER TOLD ME ‘BOUT A GIRL LIKE YOU

SHE GOT EYES CUT THROUGH ME LIKE BROKEN GLASS
AND A SMILE AS ICY AS AN OVERPASS
WHEN YOU WALK AWAY I GOTTA STOP AN STARE
KEEPS MY INSIDE BURNIN’ LIKE A ROADSIDE FLARE

OH I’M PROUD TO SAY I’M BACK ON THE RIGHTEOUS PATH
AND I’M WELL AWARE OF THE BIG MAN’S WRATH
BUT I MUST CONFESS I GOTTA WANDERIN’ MIND
EVERY NOW AND THEN IT’S JUST A WASTE OF TIME
BLACKSMITH by Kenny Croes

LATE INTO THE DAY THE TOWN FOLK GATHER BY THE RAILROAD TRACKS
THERE’S A BLACKSMITH RIDIN’ ON HOME ON A NORTHBOUND TRAIN
DRESSED IN ARMY BLUE AN OLD NAN HOLDS HIS HEAD UP HIGH
STANDIN’ AT THE STATION AS A SOLDIER FINDS HIS WAY BACK HOME

WAITIN’ ON A MOURNFUL WHISTLE HEARD AS THE TRAIN ROLLS IN
THERE’S A WIFE AND A CHILD AND THEY’RE HOLDIN’ UP AS BEST THEY CAN
SHE RECALLS THE BOY AND THEN THE MAN WHO WENT TO WAR
GALLANT TO THE LAST HE WAS FELLED BY A REBEL HAND

IT TAKES SOME FIRE AND A HAMMER AND SOME LEAD
TO MAKE A WHEEL OR GOOD MAN DEAD
THEY’LL TAKE HIS NAME AND THEY’LL BURN IT INTO STONE
NOW AND FOREVER THE BLACKSMITH’S KNOWN
AS THE LAST MAN LOST IN THE WAR BETWEEN THE BLUE AND GRAY

WHAT’S IT TAKE TO BRING A BROTHER DOWN ON A FARMER’S FIELD
TURNED TO A BATTLEGROUND MUDDY WITH THE BLOOD OF MEN
AND NOW A BUGLE CALLS TO DRAW THE GATES OF HEAVEN WIDE
HALF A MILLION MEN MARCHIN INTO GLORY SIDE BY SIDE

SO SHE WALKS AMONG THE BLACK VEILED LADIES OF THE TOWN
PRAYIN’ FOR THE SOUL NOW SHE HAS TO LEAVE BEHIND
SHE WOULD DREAM THE HAND OF GOD CAME DOWN BEFORE HE FELL
SO HIS LAST HEARTBEAT WOULD END THE WARS FOR ALL TIME

SOUTH COUNTY GIRL by Michael L. Dado

SHE TOLD ME HER NAME WAS CRYSTAL TIFFANY BROWN
AND SHE’D NEVER BEEN NOWHERE OUTSIDE OF THIS OLD TOWN
BUT SHE BURNED WITH A MAGAZINE DREAM OF SEEING THE WORLD
YOU AIN’T NEVER HEARD A STORY ‘TIL YOU HEARD IT FROM A SOUTH COUNTY GIRL

I WAS SITTIN’ IN A TAVERN CALLED THE GRAVEL BAR
WITH A SHOT AND A BEER AND A BROKE DOWN CAR
SAID YOU LOOK LIKE THE KIND OF TROUBLE I BEEN HOPIN’ TO FIND
HEY SWEET BABY TAKE ME OUTA HERE
THEN SHE ROLLED HER EYES, PUT HER TONGUE IN MY EAR
AND WE HEADED DOWN THE HARD ROAD, GUESS I’M JUST THE HARD ROAD KIND

PUT HER HAND IN MINE, WAS A FEELIN’ I’D NEVER KNOWED
AND WE HEADED FOR HER DADDY’S PLACE OUT BILL’S CREEK ROAD
THE BACK DOOR WAS OPEN WE COULD SMELL THAT OCEAN BREEZE
TOOK A GALLON OF PATRON AND HIS F-150 KEYS

IF I HAD ANOTHER CHANCE TO DO IT WELL I PROBABLY WOULD
THOSE NEXT FOUR DAYS WERE A HOT MESS BLUR, BUT I NEVER FELT SO GOOD
YOU KNOW THEY FINALLY TOOK US AT THE TILLAMOOK COUNTY LINE
SON DON’T NEVER PICK A JUDGE’S DAUGHTER FOR A PARTNER IN CRIME

 

DON’T BOTHER TO PACK by Kenny Croes

I’M LIKE A FREIGHT TRAIN TEARIN’ DOWN THE TRACK
IN ONE DIRECTION AND I AINT-A COMIN’ BACK
I LEFT YOU MONEY BUT I TOOK THE DOG AND CAT
YOU’LL NEVER CATCH US SO DON’T BOTHER TO PACK

I KNOW THE SIGNS, I CAN SEE IT IN YOUR FACE
YER WEARIN’ MAKEUP AND I KNOW YER LOSIN’ WEIGHT
YOU GUSSY UP WHEN YOU JUST SHOPPIN’ AT THE STORE
YOU NEVER LOOK LIKE THAT AT HOME ANYMORE
I THINK YOU GOTTA MAN, SOMEONE ON THE SIDE
SOME KINDA PRETTY BOY STOMPIN’ ON MY PRIDE
I LOVED YA BETTER WHEN YER HIPS WERE NICE N WIDE
I TELL YA SUGAR I AM GOIN’ FOR A RIDE

I KNOW THE SIGNS, LISTEN, ALL YOU DO IS GRIPE
WHILE I BEEN WORKIN’ YOU BEEN STEPPIN’ OUT AT NIGHT
YOU NEVER TOLD ME THAT YOU GOT A SECOND PHONE
I HEAR YA WHISPERIN’ WHEN YOU THINK YOU’RE ALONE
I THINK YOU GOTTA MAN, SOMEONE ON THE SIDE
SOME KINDA PRETTY BOY STOMPIN’ ON MY PRIDE
I LOVED YA BETTER WHEN YER HIPS WERE NICE N WIDE
I TELL YA SUGAR I AM GOIN’ FOR A RIDE
GO TOGETHER by Kenny Croes

YOUNG FOLK, YOU BETTER MAKE YOUR CHOICE
WHICH ROAD YOU WANNA GO DOWN
YOU CAN DRIVE ON INTO TROUBLE
OR TAKE THE LONG WAY AROUND
YOU MIGHT HURRY DOWN A DEAD END ROAD
OR A LONG HIGHWAY FOREVER
IF YOU WANT TO GO FAST, GO ALONE
IF YOU WANT TO GO FAR, GO TOGETHER

GO TOGETHER WHEN YOU’RE CAUGHT HOLDIN’ HANDS
GO TOGETHER WHEN YOU GOT A TRUE ROMANCE
GO TOGETHER WHEN YOU TURN LEFT OR RIGHT
GO TOGETHER WHEN YOU WANNA DRIVE ALL NIGHT
IF YOU WANT TO GO FAST, GO ALONE
IF YOU WANT TO GO FAR, GO TOGETHER

DEVILS GONNA TALK YOU INTO ONE NIGHT STANDS
THAT’S THE KINDA TROUBLE YOU DON’T NEED
TRUE LOVE IS GOIN’ THE DISTANCE, FRIENDS
HAS NOTHIN’ TO DO WITH SPEED
LOVE EACH OTHER NICE AND SLOW
TIME IS WHAT YOU’LL TREASURE
IF YOU WANT TO GO FAST, GO ALONE
IF YOU WANT TO GO FAR, GO TOGETHER

LAST NIGHT by Kenny Croes

TIME, DRINK
WON’T HOLD ME BACK FROM THE BRINK
HER MEMORY OUTLASTED THE PILLS AND WHISKEY LAST NIGHT
PACE, SLEEP
HANG AT THE BAR DOWN THE STREET
NEARLY TOOK MY WHOLE LIFE TO GET TROUGH LAST NIGHT

WORDS, WALKS
SLOW DOWN THE HANDS OF THE CLOCKS
CRAWLIN’ ON MY HANDS AND KNEES TO GET HOME LAST NIGHT
BEND. BREAK
IT'S TOO MUCH FOR ONE HEART TO TAKE
NEARLY TOOK MY WHOLE LIFE TO GET TROUGH LAST NIGHT

LAUGH,CRY
HURTS EVEN WHEN YOU KNOW WHY
NEARLY TOOK MY WHOLE LIFE TO GET TROUGH LAST NIGHT
NEARLY TOOK MY WHOLE LIFE TO GET TROUGH LAST NIGHT
2 COW GARAGE by Michael L. Dado


WELL I GUESS IT ALL STARTED BACK IN 1951
I WAS THE FIRST OF 4 KIDS I WAS THE OLDEST SON
BUT I ALWAYS HAD SOMETHIN’ KEPT ME OFF TO THE SIDE
I JUST NEVER FIT IN THERE NO MATTER WHAT I TRIED
I WAS LIVIN’ LIKE A FARMER BUT I WASN’T FOOLIN’ ANYONE

WE HAD A 2 COW GARAGE AND A FLAT BED TRUCK
A GRADE B DAIRY WITH SOME BUSTED LUCK
FARMED A LITTLE SPREAD AT THE FOOT OF BLACK BUTTE
IT WAS A HOT DRY LIVIN’ TOO MANY COWBOY BOOTS

YOU KNOW I GOT MYSELF A GUITAR I GUESS I MUSTA BEEN 13
I THOUGHT KEITH RICHARDS HAD TO BE THE COOLEST THING
I HAD A FOUR PIECE BAND SYNCOPATED NOISE
LOUDER THE BETTER, NORMAL TEENAGE BOYS
IN THE DUSTY FRIDAY EVENINGS
WE COULD REALLY MAKE THE BARN DOORS SWING

EVERY MORNING I WOULD WAKE UP TO THE SOUND OF COUNTRY RADIO
THE COW MANURE WOULD STICK TO ME
AND FOLLOW ME EVERYWHERE I’D GO
WHEN I WAS 17 YOU KNOW I’D HAD MY FILL
I TOOK IT NORTHWEST AND I’M A LIVIN HERE STILL
LITTLE BROTHER STAYED BEHIND AND HE CALLED ME ‘BOUT A WEEK AGO

HE SAID HE’S GOT HIMSELF A 2 COW GARAGE WHERE HE PARKS HIS TRUCK
A COOP FULL OF CHICKENS AND A ONE EYED DUCK
100 HEAD OF SHEEP AND A SPECKLED PUP
I’T AIN’T THE LIFE FOR ME, BUT HE’S A’ EATIN’ IT UP

HE’S GOT A 2 COW GARAGE WHERE HE PARKS HIS TRUCK
HIS EX WIFE’S A BEAVER SO HE ROOTS FOR THE DUCKS
100 HEAD OF SHEEP AND A SPECKLED PUP
I’T AIN’T THE LIFE FOR ME, BUT HE’S A’ EATIN’ IT UP

BIRDS by Michael L. Dado

I JUST HEARD IT ON THE RADIO MY BIRD CAN’T SING
THAT SEEMS TO ANSWER A LOT OF THINGS
MAKES SOME THINGS CLEARER, PUTS SOME IN DOUBT
CAN’T WAIT TO SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THE BIRD FINDS OUT

I JUST SAW IT ON A TV SHOW MY BIRD CAN’T DANCE
SEEMED LIKE A VICTIM OF CIRCUMSTANCE
IT NEVER WAS HOW IT USED TO BE
CAN’T WAIT TO SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THEY SET HER FREE

I’M AT THE WINDOW, YOU’RE IN THE TREES
I’M WATCHING YOU, YOU’RE LOOKING AT ME
NEITHER OF US KNOWS WHAT WILL BE, WE’RE LEAVIN’ AGAIN
I’M IN THE CAR AND YOU’RE ON THE PLANE
WHEN WE SHOULD BOTH BE HERE ON THIS TRAIN
I HATE THE CLOUDS AND YOU LOVE THE RAIN, WE’RE LEAVIN’ AGAIN

FROM A FACEBOOK POST I LEARNED BY BIRD CAN’T FLY
IT NEVER OCCURRED TO ME TO ASK HER WHY
MAYBE HER WINGS WERE TIRED, MAYBE THEY WERE COLD
CAN’T WAIT TO SEE WHAT HAPPENS AFTER SHE’S BEEN TOLD

YOU’RE IN THE SKY, I’M ON THE GROUND
I’M LOOKING UP, AS YOU FALL DOWN
GAVE UP MY HAT, YOU KEPT YOUR CROWN, WE’RE LEAVIN’ AGAIN
YOU’RE AT A DESK, I’M ON THE AIR
I CLOSE MY EYES AND FEEL YOUR STARE
I’M WORRIED SICK, BUT YOU DON’T CARE YOU’RE LEAVIN’ AGAIN
YOU’RE LEAVIN’ AGAIN

QUIVER Michael L. Dado

AIN’T NO ARROWS IN HER QUIVER,
SHE SCARES ME JUST THE SAME
AIN’T NO ARROWS IN HER QUIVER,
BUT SHE TERRIFIES ME JUST THE SAME
WHEN SHE REACHES BACK BEHIND HER
MAKES A POOR BOY FORGET HIS NAME

CUP OF COFFEE IN THE MORNING
BRING THE SHINE FOR THE AFTERNOON
WAKE THE SIREN IN THE MORNING
WE GON’ SHINE IN THE AFTERNOON
DROP THE SUN INTO THE OCEAN
WE BE WAITIN’ ON THAT CHESHIRE MOON

WELL, I TRIED TO LIVE WITHOUT HER, TRIED TO LET HER GO
BUT IT LEFT ME IN A BROKEN PLACE
PAY THE DEVIL TO FORGET HER, CURSE THE DAY I MET HER
BUT THERE AIN’T NO SATISFACTION AFTER JUST ONE TASTE

AIN’T NO ARROWS IN HER QUIVER,
BUT SHE OWNS ME JUST THE SAME
AIN’T NO ARROWS IN HER QUIVER,
BUT SHE TERRIFIES ME JUST THE SAME
WHEN SHE REACHES BACK BEHIND HER
MAKES A POOR BOY FORGET HIS NAME

TURKEY IN THE YARD by Kenny Croes

THE DOOR’S KICKED IN, THE WINDERS BROKE
MOLE IN THE GARDEN, HOLE IN THE BOAT
THE PICK UP DIED, THE TRACTOR CROAKED
MY GIRL AND BEST FRIEND ELOPED
THERE’S A TURKEY IN THE YARD, HE WON’T GO HOME
ANTS IN THE KITCHEN, DOG WITH A BONE
CAT’S ON THE ROOF, MICE IN THE BARN
BUT I’M OKAY SO I DON’T GIVE A DARN

THE WELLS DRIED UP, THE PIGS ARE LOOSE
CROPS AIN’T PICKED, HENS WON’T ROOST
I’D THINK UP SOME LAME EXCUSE
BUT I’M TOO DRUNK SO WHAT’S THE USE

AN OLD GUITAR ON MY LAP
MY LEFT FOOT BEGINS TO TAP
I MIGHT SING A LITTLE FLAT
I DON’T CARE A WIT ‘BOUT THAT

 

 

PRAIRIE LULLABYE by Kenny Croes

IT’S SLEEPYTIME LITTLE COWBOY
THERE’S STARS ARE IN THE SKY
DREAM YOU’RE A-RIDIN’ SO FAST YOU COULD FLY
WANDER SO FARAWAY, WANDER SO WIDE
NO TELLIN’, COWBOY, HOW FAR YOU WILL RIDE
I’LL TUCK YOU IN, I’LL SAY PRAYER
SO YOU CAN RIDE ALONG MOST ANYWHERE
YOUR DAY IS DONE, LET’S CAMP ON THE TRAIL
IT’S SLEEPYTIME, LITTLE COWBOY

IT’S SLEEPYTIME, LITTLE COWGIRL
THE MOON’S ON THE RISE
DREAM YOU COULD ROPE IT IN 2 OR 3 THRIES
HANG IT FOR LUCK SOMEWHERE HIGH IN THE BARN
WHILE YOU ARE FALLIN’ ASLEEP TO MY YARN
I’LL TUCK YOU IN, I’LL SAY PRAYER
SO YOU CAN RIDE ALONG MOST ANYWHERE
YOUR DAY IS DONE
LET’S CAMP ON THE TRAIL
IT’S SLEEPYTIME, LITTLE COWGIRL

IT’S SLEEPYTIME, LITTLE COWPOKES
WE SHUT THE CORRAL
DON’T MIND THE COYOTE OR THE HOOT OF THE OWL
YOU’LL ALL BE WRANGLERS WHEN YOU CLOSE YOUR EYES
AND I’LL BE THE NIGHTHWAK UNTIL THE SUNRISE
I’LL TUCK YOU IN, I’LL SAY PRAYER
SO YOU CAN RIDE ALONG MOST ANYWHERE
YOUR DAY IS DONE
LET’S CAMP ON THE TRAIL
IT’S SLEEPYTIME, LITTLE COWBOY
IT’S SLEEPYTIME, LITTLE COWGIRL
IT’S SLEEPYTIME, LITTLE COWPOKES