Subject: RE: Songs of the Kingwood Kowboy From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy Date: 20 Sep 19 - 02:29 PM https://kingwoodkowboy.com/ Ballad Of Montana McCoy (Larry W Jones 09/19/2019) (song #7604) I well recall the night when he strolled in Weather was frigid from a new cold snap I don’t rightly know just where to begin An oilskin coat covered the tall bold chap He stood at the long bar rail looking tired Then ordered a shot and gazed all around He was a wrangler whom some folks admired But the look on his face was full of frown Here’s to those good cowboys now dead and gone To all the pals that I hold dear If anyone asks who must move along Say Montana McCoy was here Then from his mouth came words quiet and low Now, listen pards and I’ll tell you my tale This man of the west packs a heavy load And never more will I wrangle cow trails I rode out of Billings and Alberton All the way to Bridger and Yellowstone But cattle trails have scarred this western son And now on safer trails is where I’ll roam Here’s to those good cowboys now dead and gone To all the pals that I hold dear If anyone asks who must move along Say Montana McCoy was here One awful day in the cold wind and rain We were driving cattle quite far from town There were five of us from Helena grange And one young cowboy from Sheridan Mound We were all cowboys who rode the far range Never once did we stop to count the cost But now when I think back it seems so strange That on one bad day five good pals were lost Here’s to those good cowboys now dead and gone To all the pals that I hold dear If anyone asks who must move along Say Montana McCoy was here The storm it caused a big cattle stampede Hooves were heard pounding in the rain that poured We rode like the wind, didn’t give no heed That we might never see our homes no more The lead cows were circled but none were slowed While all of us hoped they would settle down The whole herd looked like a river that flowed Where a cowboy might fall and surely drown Here’s to those good cowboys now dead and gone To all the pals that I hold dear If anyone asks who must move along Say Montana McCoy was here The cattle were ragin’ and runnin’ wild We cowboys tried to get the upper hand Along with the wild herd we too were riled Riding like all good cowboys for the brand When I awoke the night had turned to dawn I dragged myself to my horse feeling sore Then I cussed that herd over what they’d done And vowed to never drive cattle no more Here’s to those good cowboys now dead and gone To all the pals that I hold dear If anyone asks who must move along Say Montana McCoy was here Now, ever since that awful day and night I’ve been roamin’ and tryin’ to forget That wild stampede where we lost the fight I can see the faces of lost pals yet And sometimes at night when the moon is high I can feel the wind tearing at my skin I hear cowboys who never said goodbye All five of them were like my next of kin Here’s to those good cowboys now dead and gone To all the pals that I hold dear If anyone asks who must move along Say Montana McCoy was here |
Subject: RE: Songs of the Kingwood Kowboy From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 18 Sep 19 - 06:40 PM I Rode Away To Stay Alive (Larry W Jones 09/18/2019) (song #7603) I was ridin’ down the trail from San Antony When I met a cowgirl who was skin and bony I said, you’re the purdiest girl I’ve seen alive And that’s when she drew her forty-five So, I rode away to stay alive I was ridin’ down the trail from San Antony When I met a cowgirl who was not so bony I said, you’re the purdiest girl I’ve seen a-spell And that’s when she said, go or I’ll yell So, I rode away from that fine belle (Instrumental) I was ridin’ down the trail from San Antony When I met a cowgirl on a little pony I said, girl you look like the apple of my eye She said, cowboy you’re about to die So, I rode away and said bye bye I was ridin’ down the trail from San Antony When I met a cowgirl who appeared quite homey I said, girl my fences need mended She said, I know how cows are tended So, we rode away with hearts blended Now she’s got all my fences mended And she’s got all of my cows tended And now this song is ended, Yee Ha! |
Subject: RE: Songs of the Kingwood Kowboy From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 17 Sep 19 - 06:57 PM The Blue Moon Of Kentucky Is Gold (Larry W Jones 09/17/2019) (song #7602) Now, Kentucky moons have come and gone But all those moons ain’t as have been told Folks, don’t pay attention to that song The blue moon of Kentucky is gold So now folks, take off your blue blindfold And what’s more, it ain’t made of swiss cheese That old blue Kentucky moon is gold And folks, if you go there you will freeze (Instrumental) Now, that Kentucky blue grass ain’t blue Blue moons of Kentucky ain’t blue too How confused can you get in your mind When you’re blue on Kentucky moonshine Those Kentucky moons ain’t blue, they’re gold Kentucky blue grass ain’t blue, it’s green So, don’t pay attention to what’s told Grass is green and moons have a gold sheen (Instrumental) Well now folks, it’s high time to come clean Don’t get caught up in that old song mold Kentucky blue grass is really green And old blue Kentucky moons are gold The blue moon of Kentucky is gold |
Subject: RE: Songs of the Kingwood Kowboy From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 15 Sep 19 - 10:48 AM Y’all Git (Larry W Jones 09/07/2019) (song #7596) We live in the backwoods where everybody’s just like kin But some of them crazy kinfolks don’t make us smile They come a-knockin’ with no warnin’ wantin’ to git in But we say, Y’all git and don’t come back for awhile Y’all git, Y’all git Y’all git and don’t Y’all come back for awhile Y’all git, Y’all git Y’all git on down the road a country mile Well, here they come a-runnin’, they all can smell Ma’s cooker Eatin’ everything from ham and beans, nothin’ missed Lookin’ mighty fuller and there ain’t no girl a looker And brother that’s when Ma and I insist Y’all git, Y’all git Y’all git and don’t Y’all come back for awhile Y’all git, Y’all git Y’all git on down the road a country mile Ma works hard washin’ all them dirty dishes in the sink Now, you would think all those kinfolks would help But all they do is ask for more sweet lemonade to drink And brother that’s when Ma and I go yelp Y’all git, Y’all git Y’all git and don’t Y’all come back for awhile Y’all git, Y’all git Y’all git on down the road a country mile Y’all git, Y’all git Y’all git on down the road a country mile |
Subject: RE: Songs of the Kingwood Kowboy From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 15 Sep 19 - 10:45 AM You’re Still On My Mind (Larry W Jones 09/06/2019) (song #7594) Maybe it’s the shading of the sun on the grass Or the lading of shine on candelabra brass Maybe these thoughts pervading on my mind will pass But sweet darlin’ you’re still here on my mind You left behind a lot of things in a hurry I’m not inclined to bother so please don’t worry Days are movin’ slow and my mind’s kinda blurry But sweet darlin’ you’re still here on my mind (Instrumental) Though my mind is blurry my thoughts of you are clear But my eyes are not that way when they’re filled with tears It don’t matter cause I can’t bring back yesteryear But sweet darlin’ you’re still here on my mind I wish you’d come back but I won’t ask yes or no The railroad track is calling and I just might go Where I’ll end up, well I suppose you’ll never know But sweet darlin’ you’re still here on my mind Yes sweet darlin’ you’re still here on my mind |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 01:04 PM Born For The Ramblin Road (Larry W Jones 06/20/2019) (song #7542) Well, I was born for the ramblin’ road Drivin’ big ‘ol trucks with heavy loads And when they call me for haulin’ I can hear the road a-callin’ Cause I was born for the ramblin’ road Daddy was a farmer in Georgia But that plowin’ never was my goal I was born with longing for ramblin’ Behind a plow I’d not be standin’ Cause I was born for the ramblin’ road (Instrumental) Today I’m drivin’ to New Orleans Eight hours south of Nashville Tennessee Stop at Lucille’s on Bayou Lafourche Eat some good Creole gumbo cuisine The ramblin’ road keeps on callin’ me Drivin’ big ‘ol trucks with heavy loads Freightliner camper is my abode Understand that I’m a drivin’ man Cause I was born for the ramblin’ road Yeah, I was born for the ramblin’ road Born for the rambling road Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 01:03 PM Freightliner Diner (Larry W Jones 06/19/2019) (song #7541) Well, I own a little place called the Freightliner Diner In the middle of somewhere between New York and LA All the truckers say there ain’t nowhere to stop that’s finer Than my Freightliner Diner when you’re on that long highway I heard stories of a railroad that leads to Santa Fe An old trucker said he wasn’t gonna tell me tall tales Said he was driving the road beside it the other day And he was going so fast he blew the train off the rails (Instrumental) Yeah, I own a little place called the Freightliner Diner In the middle of somewhere between New York and LA All the truckers say there ain’t nowhere to stop that’s finer Than my Freightliner Diner when you’re on that long highway A man came in and took out a little bottle of pills Said it was concentrated caffeine to keep him awake They helped a lot when pulling Albuquerque’s Nine Mile Hill Then he ordered more coffee just for good old goodness sake (Instrumental) Well, I own a little place called the Freightliner Diner In the middle of somewhere between New York and LA All the truckers say there ain’t nowhere to stop that’s finer Than my Freightliner Diner when you’re on that long highway Old Red Sovine stopped in from the hills of West Virginia He put a quarter in the jukebox and played Teddy Bear Del Reeves dropped by on the way to Creole Louisiana And that’s when the rockin’ Girl On The Billboard filled the air (Instrumental) Yeah, I own a little place called the Freightliner Diner In the middle of somewhere between New York and LA All the truckers say there ain’t nowhere to stop that’s finer Than my Freightliner Diner when you’re on that long highway One day Boxcar Willie stopped in to say hello to us Said he barely made it cause he almost ran out of luck Back down the road he tried to pass a big ‘ol Greyhound bus Got back in line just in time to miss a runaway truck (Instrumental) Yeah, I own a little place called the Freightliner Diner In the middle of somewhere between New York and LA All the truckers say there ain’t nowhere to stop that’s finer Than my Freightliner Diner when you’re on that long highway I’ve heard it all from Tom McCall, and old Charley Pride Moe Bandy, Micky Gilley and more stopped by on their ride All the truckers say there ain’t nowhere to stop that’s finer Than my Freightliner Diner when you’re on that long highway Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 01:01 PM Truck Driving Queen (Larry W Jones 06/19/2019) (song #7540) She stopped at a small diner in Texas Just on the outskirts of old Abilene The jukebox was playing about exes And one verse mentioned a truck driving queen She ordered a cup of Folgers coffee And she wore an older pair of blue jeans Then she talked about her ex named Bobby And how she became a truck driving queen (Instrumental) She ordered a cup of coffee to go But then, before she left old Abilene She turned and said that everyone should know She’d been driving a truck when turned eighteen She climbed in the cab of her old semi And headed west out of old Abilene Nobody saw her when she started to cry She was the song of a truck driving queen Nobody saw her when she started to cry She was the song of a truck driving queen Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 01:00 PM Big Wheels Roll At Midnight (Larry W Jones 06/18/2019) (song #7539) Well, I grew up in a town called Little I saw both ends standing in the middle I’d sneak around downtown in the moonlight And watch those great big wheels roll at midnight I caught a big ‘ol case of restlessness And both my feet gave chase to carelessness No care I gave as to the wrong or right I had to make big wheels roll at midnight Well, I put my eye on the centerline And I left that town like a man who’s blind Though I knew I would never find daylight Making eighteen big wheels roll at midnight (Instrumental) Well, I put my eye on the centerline And I left that town like a man who’s blind Though I knew I would never find daylight Making eighteen big wheels roll at midnight I’m still here driving on the long highway Just hope the wife and kids back home don’t stray When this run’s done I’ve got a song to write About making big wheels roll at midnight When this run’s done I’ve got a song to write About making big wheels roll at midnight Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:58 PM Tarmac Troubadour (Larry W Jones 04/13/2019) (song #7511) Morning sunshine has lightened up the skies While beside her my eyes are opened wide Truck is loaded with a high canvas load So, here I go, the tarmac troubadour With coffee thermos I climb in the cab Soon I’ll be rollin’ on the superslab Now make this big Mack bulldog diesel roar One run more for the tarmac troubadour (Instrumental) Chicago will soon be comin’ in sight Drivin’ all day and now it’s stormy night Thinkin’ of my darlin’ with all my might Homebound track for the tarmac troubadour Soon I’ll be right back in her arms again Until then I’ll be rollin’ like the wind Got my right foot and pedal on the floor Home’s callin’ for the tarmac troubadour Got my right foot and pedal on the floor Home’s callin’ for the tarmac troubadour Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:55 PM Old Town Road (Larry W Jones 03/29/2019) (song #7499) Well, I’m drivin’ my pickup down an old town road Goin’ to a rodeo I ain’t rode before Drivin’ my F-150 down an old town road Gonna ride a bull until my back side is sore Got an old one horse trailer on the bumper hitch Tack and saddle ain’t new but they’re a perfect match My Stetson’s just a 5X with a broken stitch Drivin’ for another eight second riders patch I’m drivin’ down an old town road With an old cowboy’s pickup load F-150 ain’t bein’ towed Yeah, drivin’ down an old town road (Instrumental) Back on the farm I drive an old John Deere tractor Ten hours a day ain’t good by nobody’s factor Seen the sign about a rodeo so I slowed Now I’m drivin’ my pickup down an old town road Got an old one horse trailer on the bumper hitch Tack and saddle ain’t new but they’re a perfect match My Stetson’s just a 5X with a broken stitch Drivin’ for another eight second riders patch I’m drivin’ down an old town road With an old cowboy’s pickup load F-150 ain’t bein’ towed Yeah, drivin’ down an old town road Yeah, I’m drivin’ my pickup down an old town road Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:54 PM Freeways (Larry W Jones 02/21/2019) (song #7432) Freeways travel in all directions Cause for reflection is what they give No freeways are paved of the quiet kind Leading to the shadows of my mind The concrete path is not for the few Who don’t believe words that misconstrue Those freeways never stop to remind That there’s a path for the gentler kind (Instrumental) Freeways travel mountains and valleys To some rally with a loud refrain I need an alley where there’s no pain Where searching for love is not in vain The concrete path is not for the few Who don’t believe words that misconstrue Those freeways never stop to remind That there’s a path for the gentler kind (Instrumental) Freeways lead people into danger Where some bad stranger might push and shove I need a back road of the quiet kind Leading to a love I have in mind Freeways never reach up to the sky Where dreams of love fly above the clouds Freeways don’t know the heart of a dove Freeways will never lead to true love (Instrumental) The concrete path is not for the few Who don’t believe words that misconstrue Those freeways never stop to remind That there’s a path for the gentler kind The concrete path is not for the few Who don’t believe words that misconstrue Those freeways never stop to remind That there’s a path for the gentler kind Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:53 PM Drive Away Day (Larry W Jones 11/03/2018) (song #7369) Today is drive away day sweet baby has gone away Today is drive away day down the road Sweet baby has left this town, today she turned my love down Today is drive away day down the road I think I’ll go driving flying on down the road I think I’ll lighten brighten this new heavy load Today is drive away day sweet baby has gone away Today is drive away day down the road (Instrumental) I just can’t face myself my heart is on the shelf Today is drive away day down the road My dream has gone downhill but my heart loves her still Today is drive away day down the road I think I’ll go driving flying on down the road I think I’ll lighten brighten this new heavy load Today is drive away day sweet baby has gone away Today is drive away day down the road Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:52 PM Despair Thoroughfare (Larry W Jones 10/24/2018) (song #7363) I’m here all alone in my lonely sorrow Without you the rooms seem empty and bare If you should return some fine tomorrow You can find me on despair thoroughfare I left all my dreams of love behind me And I gave up hoping that you’d be fair If you should return eventually You can find me on despair thoroughfare (Instrumental) My friends said that you would soon desert me That I’d wake up and you would not be there But if you decide that you’d not hurt me You can find me on despair thoroughfare I left all my dreams of love behind me And I gave up hoping that you’d be fair If you should return eventually You can find me on despair thoroughfare You can find me on despair thoroughfare You can find me on despair thoroughfare Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:51 PM Roadways Run Eternal (Larry W Jones 7/19/2018) (song #7244) Well, these roadways run eternal I’ve driven some from end to end I log them all in my journal With many songs that I have penned Yeah, these roadways run eternal On parkways and byways I’ve been Sometimes I think I’m nocturnal But I just take it on the chin (Instrumental) Livin’ out of cheap old motels And greasy diners that I know But I love that diesel too well Life on the super slab ain’t slow Yeah, these roadways run eternal On parkways and byways I’ve been Sometimes I think I’m nocturnal But I just take it on the chin Yeah, these roadways run eternal Like many songs that I have penned Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:50 PM Dream Sweeper In Nashville (Larry W Jones 10/03/2017) (song #7234) All roads lead to Nashville, from Little Rock or Birmingham They come from Louisville and Atlanta for the sights and glam It’s where guitars ring and cowboys sing about cowgirl dreams And where a dream sweeper sweeps up the pieces in Nashville I drive a dream sweeper in Nashville Tennessee When the sun comes up in Nashville, there’s only me Cleaning up the streets of dreams that were not to be I drive a dream sweeper in Nashville Tennessee Well, it’s a lonely place when the sun comes up in Nashville Mournful looks on the faces of dreamers can bring a chill A country boy comes looking for joy and the stage is key But when the sun comes up I crank it up and sweep his dreams I drive a dream sweeper in Nashville Tennessee When the sun comes up in Nashville, there’s only me Cleaning up the streets of dreams that were not to be I drive a dream sweeper in Nashville Tennessee (Instrumental) I sweep up the songs of love that fall like a broken dove They were just show on music row when fallen from above Dreams were shattered and now are scattered around music town Swept off the sidewalks and into the streets after sundown I drive a dream sweeper in Nashville Tennessee When the sun comes up in Nashville, there’s only me Cleaning up the streets of dreams that were not to be I drive a dream sweeper in Nashville Tennessee Cleaning up the streets of dreams that were not to be I drive a dream sweeper in Nashville Tennessee Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:49 PM Road Runner Road (Larry W Jones 05/21/2017) (song #7177) Well, you say that over the horizon There is a new place you’ve been longing for But I wonder if what you envision Is that much better than your own front door I hope you run into something of cheer And all your dreams turn out to be a friend But keep in mind that I will still be here When your road runner road comes to an end It seems that your mind is full of worry But I haven’t heard why you cannot stay Dear, if you were not in such a hurry The winds of change wouldn’t blow you away (Instrumental) The road you will follow may disappear Or you may lose your way around the bend But keep in mind that I will still be here When your road runner road comes to an end If, down the road, you are feeling lonely And all the dreams you have don’t go as planned Return to the one who loves you only For you I still esteem and understand I hope you run into something of cheer And all your dreams turn out to be a friend But keep in mind that I will still be here When your road runner road comes to an end Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:48 PM Treadmill Highway (Larry W Jones 11/26/2013) (song#6802) This treadmill highway goes on out of sight Back over flats and hills I’m home tonight Old threads of blacktop just go on for miles This old treadmill highway just ain’t my style How many miles til I hold her again Can’t wait until I’m back where I began On this treadmill highway, I’m wasting time Gotta find a way to make this rig fly (instrumental) I’ve got a lonesome feeling that won’t mend Nothing is appealing from end to end My eyes are blinking and both are half-mast I keep thinking I’m going nowhere fast How many miles til I hold her again Can’t wait until I’m back where I began On this treadmill highway, I’m wasting time Gotta find a way to make this rig fly How many miles til I hold her again On this treadmill highway, I’m wasting time Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:47 PM Picking Up My Pickup (Larry W. Jones 02/09/2011) (song#6254) I’m sorry, sorry darlin’, but you made me cry I’m tired of picking up the pieces of my life Leave the truck keys under your mat when you depart I’m picking up my pickup along with my heart I’m lonely, lonely darlin’, but you’ve had your day We’ve only been a-quarrelin’ since the first of May I’ll be kicking up the dust in my new head start I’m picking up my pickup along with my heart I’m sorry, sorry darlin’, but you made me cry I’m tired of picking up the pieces of my life Leave the truck keys under your mat when you depart I’m picking up my pickup along with my heart (instrumental) I thought when I picked you up from your last romance That you would never give another guy a chance But you picked someone new and now you’ve made it clear That you don’t want my love that’s true or want me near I’m sorry, sorry darlin’, but you made me cry I’m tired of picking up the pieces of my life Leave the truck keys under your mat when you depart I’m picking up my pickup along with my heart Leave the truck keys under your mat when you depart I’m picking up my pickup along with my heart Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:45 PM Truck Drivers Promenade (Larry W Jones 09/23/2010) (song#6248) My run was done and I had time to kill Reefer would be loaded at morning light Took a taxi to the top of the hill And went to the truckers barn dance that night I had gone to the dance to just observe Watching the old country band as they played Then I saw something that rattled my nerves My girl danced the truck drivers promenade Now my diesel rolls toward the sunset glow I’m not wasting any time on mistakes But when I turn on the old radio They still play the truck drivers promenade (instrumental) I wonder if she knows the route I’m on With her I guess I didn’t make the grade But that’s alright although I know it’s wrong To still love the truck drivers promenade Now my diesel rolls toward the sunset glow I’m not wasting any time on mistakes But when I turn on the old radio They still play the truck drivers promenade Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:44 PM Big Rig Daddy (Larry W. Jones 07/05/2009) (song#5962) My darlin’ asked, dear, do you really have to go Sounded like a broke record on the radio I said my truck note was due and we need the dough My rig takes a beatin’ every time I leave town It’s pedal to the metal with the hammer down I’m just a big rig daddy and I don’t drive slow Now, a ten lane interstate is a trucker’s life But then, a-waitin’ back home is his darlin’ wife Up ahead a slow driver’s gettin’ in my way Now, I should-a took a job with a white collar Then I could-a had a job payin’ top dollar I’ll be a big rig daddy til my dyin’ day Well, my darlin’ asked me when I was gonna quit I said I’m still payin’ for that big rig permit I’m just a big rig daddy’s all I had to say By day, number two diesel’s flowin’ in my blood At night I open up another ice cold Bud Yeah, I’m a big rig daddy Big rig daddy A big rig daddy drivin’ through the rain and mud Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:43 PM Heavy Load Hauler (Larry W. Jones 07/19/2009) (song#5926) A young truck driver walked into the cafe Complaining ’bout the route he had to drive I looked at him and all I had to say Son, you’ve gotta drive that rig to survive I’m a heavy load hauler, an over the road crawler I can’t wait for my next hard run I’m from Texas and I’m taller, drivin’ for the dollar I don’t retard that throttle, son I’ve drove interstates around the Great Lakes I love to make big diesels cry and whine And son, what I have found, for goodness sakes You’ll be a heavy load hauler in time I’m a heavy load hauler, an over the road crawler I can’t wait for my next hard run I’m from Texas and I’m taller, drivin’ for the dollar I don’t retard that throttle, son (instrumental) He swallowed down his coffee, tipped a dime And said he’d give it some more time to see Outside his diesel roared from being primed He’ll be a heavy load hauler like me I’m a heavy load hauler, an over the road crawler I can’t wait for my next hard run I’m from Texas and I’m taller, drivin’ for the dollar I don’t retard that throttle, son I’m a heavy load hauler on an over the road hard run Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:41 PM Driving A New Road With Old Wheels (Larry W. Jones 05/27/2009) (song#5882) I’m driving a new road with old wheels My heart has no load to slow me down Ain’t worried bout what the road reveals I’m driving a new road out of town I’m through with old ways that brought sorrow I’m heading out of town to be free There will be no heartbreaks tomorrow I’m driving a new road meant for me I left a load leaving that woman A new abode is around the bend Or maybe I’ll just keep on roaming I’m driving a new road to its end (instrumental) I’m driving a new road with old wheels My heart has no load to slow me down Smooth as a silk road is how it feels I’m driving a new road out of town I left a load leaving that woman A new abode is around the bend Or maybe I’ll just keep on roaming I’m driving a new road to its end I’m driving a new road with old wheels My heart has no load to slow me down Ain’t worried bout what the road reveals I’m driving a new road out of town Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:40 PM I Gotta Roll (Larry W. Jones 09/08/2008) (song#5803) Up ahead is Albuquerque And our spread in New Mexico Throwin’ tread from one rear tire Drowns out the honky tonk radio I see the red of a shootin’ star Somewhere far up in the sky But there ain’t no use in makin’ a wish As down the road I fly I gotta roll Gotta keep on rollin’ down this here road tonight I gotta roll Keep on rollin’ til I know everything’s alright Pit stop at the trucker’s coffee shop And a piece of pecan pie Leave a little tip for the whistle stop And down the road bye bye Pedal to the metal as down the road I rattle through the breeze Feelin’ perky, in Albuquerque My darlin’s waitin’ for me – instrumental – I see the red of a shootin’ star Somewhere far up in the sky But there ain’t no use in makin’ a wish As down the road I fly I gotta roll Gotta keep on rollin’ down this here road tonight I gotta roll Keep on rollin’ til I know everything’s alright Pit stop at the trucker’s coffee shop And a piece of pecan pie Leave a little tip for the whistle stop And down the road bye bye Pedal to the metal as down the road I rattle through the breeze Feelin’ perky, in Albuquerque My darlin’s waitin’ for me I gotta roll I gotta roll Gotta keep on rollin’ down this here road tonight Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:38 PM Cousin Of The Main Road (Larry W. Jones 05/19/2008) (song#5434) A phone call back home from a busy roadside cafe She’s all alone at the end of another day No use in begging him to change, he has the keys To that open range that only a trucker sees Cousin of the main road, related to the breeze Rollin’ toward the sunset, goin’ where he may please His big rig hauls a heavy load of dreams with ease Cousin of the main road, related to the breeze He opens up the throttle, picks the open lanes Thermos full of coffee, kicks wake-up in this veins His whole world runs on diesel, so to him it seems With ease, his big rig hauls a heavy load of dreams – instrumental – From Houston up to old Cheyenne Vancouver to Alaska’s range He’ll always be a truckin’ man His life you never rearrange Roll on, roll on From Miami sun up to Maine He pays those turnpike tolls again One more run and then head for home Back to baby who’s all alone Roll on, roll on Cousin of the main road, related to the breeze Rollin’ toward the sunset, goin’ where he may please His big rig hauls a heavy load of dreams with ease Cousin of the main road, related to the breeze Roll on, roll on Cousin of the main road, roll on where you please Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:37 PM Dreaming That I’m Holding You Again (Larry W. Jones 03/10/2008) (song#5347) Well, I’m truckin’ through another storm Lookin’ for another morn Can’t wait until I see broad daylight Tanks full of fuel, truckin’ sure is cruel And I’ve been drivin’ all night I keep these big wheels a-rolling Dreaming that I’m holding you again Your sweet love is so consoling You keep my sweet dreams from caving in Country songs on the radio Listen to the big diesel whine But I’ve still got some miles to go On my side of this broken line I keep these big wheels a-rolling Dreaming that I’m holding you again Your sweet love is so consoling You keep my sweet dreams from caving in – instrumental – I keep these big wheels a-rolling Dreaming that I’m holding you again Your sweet love is so consoling You keep my sweet dreams from caving in Can’t wait until I see Can’t wait until I see Can’t wait until I see broad daylight I keep these big wheels a-rolling Dreaming that I’m holding you again Your sweet love is so consoling You keep my sweet dreams from caving in Dreaming that I’m holding Dreaming that I’m holding Dreaming that I’m holding you again Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:35 PM Heart Of Texas (Larry W. Jones 02/24/2008) (song#5310) Rollin’ hard and rollin’ mean Headin’ up toward Abilene Texas Freightliner with big smokin’ rollin’ wheels Texas moon is out tonight Bugs mashed on the bright headlights The Heart of Texas knows how a big diesel feels Yeah, the Heart of Texas is on the road again And the big ‘ol concrete superslab Knows every trooper and big rig scab Now, listen to the big diesel howl While ‘ol Smokey Bear is on the prowl Pull on over, pay the fine, and then The Heart of Texas is gone again Rollin’ hard and rollin’ mean No time for a truck stop queen Texas Freightliner with big smokin’ rollin’ wheels Eyes are bloodshot red and white Lookin’ for the mornin’ light The Heart of Texas knows how a big diesel feels Yeah, the Heart of Texas is on the road again – instrumental – And the big ‘ol concrete superslab Knows every trooper and big rig scab Now, listen to the big diesel howl While ‘ol Smokey Bear is on the prowl Pull on over, pay the fine, and then The Heart of Texas is gone again Big ‘ol Freightliner slowin’ on down The roadside diner outside of town Has an old jukebox that plays country songs for real Cup of coffee by a neon light Give a wave bye and I’m out of sight The Heart of Texas knows how a big diesel feels Yeah, the Heart of Texas is on the road again Well, the Heart of Texas is a live Freightliner And I’m the next of kin Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:34 PM Honk If You Honky Tonk Truck Driver (Larry W. Jones 10/17/2007) (song#5079) There’s a Peterbilt driver down in Texas And he loves that Texas honky tonk music He burns up Texas roads pullin’ heavy loads He’s the Honk if You Honky Tonk truck driver When the jukebox plays that honky tonk music He’s just gotta hear some more good country sounds When you hear steel guitars and fiddles ringin’ The Honk if You Honky Tonk truck driver’s back in town – instrumental – When he parks his diesel rig at a truck stop He feeds that jukebox like a big pearl diver Listens to George Strait then burns the interstate He’s the Honk if You Honky Tonk truck driver When the jukebox plays that honky tonk music He’s just gotta hear some more good country sounds When you hear steel guitars and fiddles ringin’ The Honk if You Honky Tonk truck driver’s back in town When you hear steel guitars and fiddles ringin’ The Honk if You Honky Tonk truck driver’s back in town Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:33 PM West Bound And Up (Larry W. Jones 09/14/2007) (song#4955) West bound and up Sundown in a diesel truck I’m on a black top road called the Cheyenne run Truckin’ through ice and snow I got a long way to go West bound and up This ol’ Texas Lone Ranger won’t be outdone Though I ain’t gonna get no medal Won’t be hearin’ no moanin’ You can bet my cowboy boot’s on the pedal Big rodeo up in Wyomin’ Gotta get ’em steers from Fort Worth by mornin’ This ol’ Texas Lone Ranger is Cheyenne bound West bound and up Sundown in a diesel truck I’m on a black top road called the Cheyenne run Truckin’ through ice and snow I got a long way to go West bound and up This ol’ Texas Lone Ranger won’t be outdone – instrumental – Ol’ Smokey Bear’s somewhere up ahead And my right boot’s filled with lead Hope I don’t scare this big load of steers to death Gotta keep lookin’ cause he’s bookin’ Just keep this big ol’ diesel cookin’ It’s a big freeway just like the sign post said West bound and up Sundown in a diesel truck I’m on a black top road called the Cheyenne run Truckin’ through ice and snow I got a long way to go West bound and up This ol’ Texas Lone Ranger won’t be outdone West bound and up Sundown in a diesel truck I’m on a black top road called the Cheyenne run Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:31 PM Driving Along The Wrong Back Road (Larry W. Jones 09/14/2007) (song#4953) Too many loves and none were true Has anyone done the same to you Heartaches can make a heavy load Driving along the wrong back road Oh, I had friends but now they’re gone But memories go on and on Dreams on others are now bestowed Driving along the wrong back road Too many byways through all the years My ways have only led to tears Losing must be the truckers’ code Driving along the wrong back road – instrumental – Too many byways through all the years My ways have only led to tears Losing must be the truckers’ code Driving along the wrong back road I missed a turn, miss all my friends There’s no return to make amends I can’t plant anew, seeds been sowed Driving along the wrong back road Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:30 PM Smokin’ And Rollin’ On (Larry W. Jones 07/04/2007) (song#4756) Brake pads smokin’, black wheels rollin’ Smokin’ and rollin’ on Brake pads smokin’, downgrade’s got them black wheels pokin’ Smokin’ and rollin’ Smokin’ and rollin’ on That white dotted line outlines the nation Truck drivers all know what they’re facin’ They’re just gypsies smokin’ down the road With a heavy load Smokin’ and rollin’ on – instrumental – That white dotted line outlines the nation Truck drivers all know what they’re facin’ They’re just gypsies smokin’ down the road With a heavy load Smokin’ and rollin’ on Gear jammin’, just tryin’ the best one to find Truck drivers become accustomed to the grind Whether makin’ speed or downshiftin’ for inclines Truck drivers pull the load and hate to get behind Brake pads smokin’, black wheels rollin’ Smokin’ and rollin’ on Smokin’ and rollin’ on Smokin’ and rollin’ on Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:28 PM Forgotten Down That Lost Highway (Larry W. Jones 04/25/2007) (song#4612) Hot sunny days and rainy nights A trucking job is just cheating life I’m over the road with a heavy load Wondering about my lonely wife Forgotten down that lost highway Watching my dreams fading away Forgotten down that lost highway I’m never gonna see a better day Empty dreams and empty schemes Truckin’ life ain’t never what it seems Eighteen wheels on the straightaway And there ain’t no way to get away Forgotten down that lost highway Watching my dreams fading away Forgotten down that lost highway I’m never gonna see a better day Tired and cold, need a run that’s short But over the road just ain’t that sort Step on the pedal, big diesel whines Lookni’ to see them git home signs Forgotten down that lost highway Watching my dreams fading away Forgotten down that lost highway I’m never gonna see a better day Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:27 PM Freightliner Cowboy (Larry W. Jones 03/16/2007) (song#4522) When I was just a little boy My daddy told me lots of tales All about great gandpa Troy Ridin’ all those cattle trails I guess you can say I was impressed Down to my very heart and soul Cause I still dream of the ‘ol wild west Though it’s taken quite a toll I don’t wear spurs that jingle at my feet And my cell phone don’t need a wire My big ‘ol diesel is the king of the fleet Cause I’m a Freightliner cowboy flyer Some say this truckin’ life is suicidal But I see it as my rising star Once in a while I let my big diesel idle And strum a song on my guitar – instrumental – I sing about a girl I used to know Of days that have come and gone But now I just ride the open road On this freightliner I call home I don’t wear spurs that jingle at my feet And my cell phone don’t need a wire My big ‘ol diesel is the king of the fleet Cause I’m a Freightliner cowboy flyer Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:26 PM Down To Texas Where I’m Bound (Larry W. Jones 02/28/2007) (song#4480) I’m sitting in the station in another dirty town Looking through my tears as they tumble down Waiting for a bus they call a big greyhound To take me down to Texas where I’m bound Where that old dog is going, I don’t give a hoot Just as long as when I stop, I see cowboy boots I can’t wait for that old hound to come around To take me down to Texas where I’m bound – instrumental – Where that old dog is going, I don’t give a hoot Just as long as when I stop, I see cowboy boots I can’t wait for that old hound to come around To take me down to Texas where I’m bound I used to have a love that I could call my own I heard that she’s somewhere around San Antone Well, hello driver, get that big ‘ol diesel wound To take me down to Texas where I’m bound Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:25 PM Livin’ On Pickup Truck Drive (Larry W. Jones 02/15/2007) (song#4434) Well, I’m not a rich man livin’ in a penthouse dive I’m just a poor cowboy livin’ on Pickup Truck Drive I work longer every day than the old nine to five I’m just a poor cowboy livin’ on Pickup Truck Drive I’m not a rich man waitin’ for his ship to arrive I’m just a poor cowboy who’s tryin’ to stay alive Doin’ each day what I know is right is what I strive I’m just a poor cowboy livin’ on Pickup Truck Drive – instrumental – I know there’s rich folks shoppin’ on Rodeo Drive Buyin’ up everything every rich man can contrive But I’ve got more that gold and on her love I thrive I’m just a poor cowboy livin’ on Pickup Truck Drive Yeah, I’m just a poor cowboy Livin’ it up on Pickup Truck Drive Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:24 PM Takin’ The Short Way Home (Larry W. Jones 02/04/2007) (song#4383) Well, it’s Monday mornin’ and it’s almost noon I’ll be holdin’ my darlin’ close real soon Pour strong the coffee in my coffee cup I’ll be on the road when I saddle up I’m gonna roll on down another hundred miles Just another hundred miles with a covered load I’m gonna roll on down til I see a hundred smiles Just another hundred miles on a black top road I can almost feel your kiss, almost see your face I’m almost rollin’ faster than the law will grace The rain is comin’ down, my wheels are makin’ foam I don’t care cause I’m takin’ the short way home – instrumental – Don’t need no more stops for diesel-ine Windshield wipers keep my windows clean Burnin’ up the back roads with my tires Burnin’ up with a load of sweet desires I can almost feel your kiss, almost see your face Almost rollin’ faster than the law will grace The rain is comin’ down, my wheels are makin’ foam I don’t care cause I’m takin’ the short way home The rain is comin’ down, my wheels are makin’ foam I don’t care cause I’m takin’ the short way home Takin’ the short way home Takin’ the short way home Takin’ the short way home Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:23 PM Big Freightliner (Larry W. Jones 01/09/2007) (song#4306) Big Freightliner, let me hear you whine Big wheels, keep a-rollin’ down the line Rollin’ through the night burnin’ up the road Big Freightliner, get me there on time Big wheels, I feel you rollin’ just fine Gotta make it to Houston with a heavy load That Choctaw truck stop was warm and nice Glad I’m through that Oklahoma snow and ice Headin’ south across the Red River Valley line Soon I’ll be on that Dallas-Houston superslab No more stops for diesel, no more credit tab Check my pocket watch, I’m just a little behind Big Freightliner, let me hear you whine Big wheels, keep a-rollin’ down the line Rollin’ through the night burnin’ up the road Big Freightliner, get me there on time Big wheels, I feel you rollin’ just fine Gotta make it to Houston with a heavy load Black smoke a-pourin’ from flaming stacks Passin’ up a freight racing down the tracks Too fast to count the white dotted lines Gotta keep an eye out for black and white Hard to see a trooper in the dead of night Keep this rig rollin’ toward Houston signs Big Freightliner, let me hear you whine Big wheels, keep a-rollin’ down the line Rollin’ through the night burnin’ up the road Big Freightliner, get me there on time Big wheels, I feel you rollin’ just fine Gotta make it to Houston with a heavy load Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:21 PM Just Shot Past Hot Springs (Larry W. Jones 12/19/2006) (song#4248) Yesterday I left my dreams in Houston Back in that bayou city with you It’s a pity I had to run But I was tired of feeling blue I gassed up the tank in Texarkana Just as I had planned Reset the stations on the radio Watched for the law man Now I just shot past Hot Springs Following the white dotted line Don’t know what the road will bring But I’ve gotta get you off my mind Gotta keep my hands on the wheel While my heart is weeping still This old blacktop is turning blue And I can’t stop me from loving you Now I just shot past Hot Springs But it’s not gettin’ me over you Staring at headlights in the dark Like deer in the headlights do Hear the blare of a honky tonk bar On the radio that sounds like you I wish we had turned things around Before I left that old Astrodome But I’m here and I’m Nashville bound By tomorrow you’ll know I’m gone Now I just shot past Hot Springs Following the white dotted line Don’t know what the road will bring But I’ve gotta get you off my mind Gotta keep my hands on the wheel While my heart is weeping still This old blacktop is turning blue And I can’t stop me from loving you Now I just shot past Hot Springs But it’s not gettin’ me over you Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:20 PM Eighteen Wheels At Midnight (Larry W. Jones 11/24/2006) (song#4178) The town I’m from is so doggone little Only had one caution light in the middle At night I’d go down and whittle the time away I’d listen to the horn from an eighteen wheeler That old highway called and I could feel ‘er I’d dream of eighteen wheels at midnight Rolling on that road lookin’ for the light of day I grew up like a lonesome pup Flew around in my pickup truck Tryin’ to escape from that little town of mine Can’t say it didn’t treat me right But I dreamed of eighteen wheels at midnight Every time I heard a big ‘ol diesel whine I put my dreams on that white dotted line And I plotted how to escape that little town But somehow my dreams all let me down Cause I’m still here just wasting time Why I stayed, well it’s hard to say Life in a little town ain’t too harried Things came along, got in the way Like kids ‘n mortgage, bein’ married I still fly around in my pickup truck Payin’ bills when the money’s tight Well, I guess I just ran out of luck Dreamin’ of eighteen wheels at midnight Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:18 PM Highway 59 (Larry W. Jones 10/12/2006) (song#4051) This rig that I’m a-drivin’ is rollin’ mighty fine I’m still survivin’ this old life on Highway 59 It’s a long way from Laredo up to Canada I’ve seen it all seems like a hundred times Rollin’ up Highway 59 to the Harris County line This Southwest Freeway has no sex appeal I’ll be home tonight when I see that Eastex sign Where my sweet darlin’s cookin’ up my meal Coffee she’ll have ready along with cowboy stew And my Texas cowgirl has her kisses ready too I’m tired from drivin’ but I’m feelin’ mighty fine Rollin’ toward a Texas rodeo up Highway 59 I’ve wrestled this old Peterbilt all the way from Laredo Black top and concrete and the goin’s sometimes slow But when I hear that top gear whine, I just can’t wait To unwind where love is fine in the Lone Star state Coffee she’ll have ready along with cowboy stew And my Texas cowgirl has her kisses ready too I’m tired from drivin’ but I’m feelin’ mighty fine Rollin’ toward a Texas rodeo up Highway 59 Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Great Truckin' Songs! From: Kingwood Kowboy Date: 09 Sep 19 - 12:17 PM Heartaches And Byways (Larry W. Jones 09/30/2006) (song#4029) People I’ve seen, roads in between And here I am again tonight Sitting on this stool, feeling like a fool Singing songs of things that aren’t right Songs that I’ve sung, since I was young That really don’t mean a thing Sometimes I ask why, I’m living this lie While living the songs that I sing Heartbreaks and byways, good and bad days And hearing some lonesome whistle at night Heading for a show date, slowing on the jake brake Silver Eagle heading for lights that are bright It’s heartaches and byways tonight Tomorrow I’ll be where, there’s fans who will stare And hopefully cheer at my sound The byways that I’ve taken, are long and forsaken But there ain’t no turning around Heartbreaks and byways, good and bad days And hearing some lonesome whistle at night Heading for a show date, slowing on the jake brake Silver Eagle heading for lights that are bright It’s heartaches and byways tonight Heartbreaks and byways, good and bad days And hearing some lonesome whistle at night Heading for a show date, slowing on the jake brake Silver Eagle heading for lights that are bright It’s heartaches and byways tonight Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Train Songs From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy Date: 08 Sep 19 - 10:40 PM Til The Boxcar Got Old (Larry W Jones 07/04/2019) (song #7550) There’s an old wooden boxcar that’s left to rot away It’s one I rode the rails in back in the good old days The hobos were my neighbors and all of us rode free When that old boxcar was new it was something to see I started out when I was young to see the whole world I saw the four winds blow and saw scenes of life unfurled Never owned no land and I never had any gold For forty long years I rode til the boxcar got old (Instrumental) I heard my Daddy say son there’s danger when alone I can see you’re restless and want to be on your own So I watched my back and survived where that boxcar rolled For forty long years I rode til the boxcar got old Steel wheels on the boxcar and the wood was painted green Clicking and the clacking said it was no limousine But that was fine with me cause I never fit that mold For forty long years I rode til the boxcar got old But that was fine with me cause I never fit that mold Iron rails I rode til I and that new boxcar got old Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Train Songs From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy Date: 08 Sep 19 - 10:38 PM Tucson Train (Larry W Jones 04/25/2019) (song #7521) Well, I grew up hearing some long tall tales On my old grandpa’s knee he made it plain He rode with the outlaws by long steel rails Jesse and Billy robbed the Tucson train For hours I sat upon his bowlegged knees Listened to his stories of Jesse James With Billy and Jesse grandpa told me How they all three ambushed the Tucson train Grandpa told of Billy and other things He was called The Kid who went down in fame At robbing trains he was the youngest king And the other king’s name was Jesse James For hours I sat upon his bowlegged knees Listened to his stories of Jesse James With Billy and Jesse grandpa told me How they all three ambushed the Tucson train Well, I grew up and my grandpa grew old He rode horses and now I ride airplanes I figured out that the tall tales he told Belong in story books with western aims For hours I sat upon his bowlegged knees Listened to his stories of Jesse James With Billy and Jesse grandpa told me How they all three ambushed the Tucson train Well, grandpa’s funeral drew quite a crowd Two cowboy’s faces were forlorn and strained They were strangers and I heard a low sound As both of them disappeared in the rain I remember faces forlorn and strained Both old cowboys called out my grandpa’s name And the sound I heard was a sound of fame It was the low horn of the Tucson train Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Train Songs From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy Date: 08 Sep 19 - 10:37 PM Illinois Central Line (Larry W Jones 03/27/2019) (song #7497) Now, everybody calls me Hobo Jones I don’t fit in my clothes, just skin and bones Oh, but I can still hop an old boxcar Look out the door and view the stars that shine Rolling on the Illinois Central Line When I hear that low southbound whistle blow I know it’s time for Hobo Jones to go Down to New Orleans and the Gulf shores brine Rolling on the Illinois Central Line Rolling on the Illinois Central Line (Instrumental) I had me a lady in Illinois She made too much noise bout my hobo life So I hopped a freight to escape the strife Now everything is working out just fine Rolling on the Illinois Central Line Hear the clack of the rolling railroad wheels After New Orleans I’ll roll to Mobile This hobo life suits my lifestyle just fine Rolling on the Illinois Central Line Rolling on the Illinois Central Line Now, everybody calls me Hobo Jones The Illinois Central Line’s rolling on Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Train Songs From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy Date: 08 Sep 19 - 10:36 PM Black Coal Train (Larry W Jones 02/07/2019) (song #7422) Now, listen while we gather round the old black stove A story about a train that my Daddy drove In Leadville Colorado ran the black coal veins That’s where Daddy started driving the black coal train Real early in the morning when the sun was low Rolling out of Leadville he made the train horn blow Headed down to Texas on the steel railroad main Mama cooked the meals and waited for black coal train (Instrumental) Right on time every week about the break of day We heard the train a-comin’ down the right of way Daddy drove that old train no matter shine or rain From Leadville to Texas rolling the black coal train Well, I know that story ended a long time ago Daddy told us his stories round the old black stove About rolling down to Texas in the cold and rain And coming back to Mama in the black coal train Daddy’s life was in Leadville on the black coal train Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Train Songs From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy Date: 08 Sep 19 - 10:35 PM Old Boxcars Roll To Places New (Larry W Jones 8/16/2018) (song #7283) Well, this ain’t no passenger train Just an old boxcar on the main I’ve been riding it through the night Be somewhere new at morning light I’ve seen cities, I’ve been around I’ve seen pitiful run down towns And most I’ll never return to Old boxcars roll to places new I’ve seen bald eagles flying high I’ve heard hoot owls hoot in the night I’ve made some friends black, white and red A hobo village for my head (Instrumental) Well, this ain’t no passenger train Just an old boxcar on the main I’ve been riding it through the night Be somewhere new at morning light I’ve seen cities, I’ve been around I’ve seen pitiful run down towns And most I’ll never return to Old boxcars roll to places new And most I’ll never return to Old boxcars roll to places new Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Train Songs From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy Date: 08 Sep 19 - 10:33 PM Dixieland Express (Larry W Jones 04/17/2017) (song #7132) Step aboard the Dixieland, yeah, ride on the Dixieland From the wide Atlantic through the cotton fields heading west Step aboard the Dixieland, yeah, ride on the Dixieland The Dixieland Express Now, hear the lonesome sound of the train rolling outward bound Puffing on the main line South toward old Louisian’ on time Free as the breeze and going where I please on Dixie ground The Dixieland Express Step aboard the Dixieland, yeah, ride on the Dixieland From the wide Atlantic through the cotton fields heading west Step aboard the Dixieland, yeah, ride on the Dixieland The Dixieland Express (Instrumental) Now, hear the low clickety-clack on the main line track Oh, it sounds just the same and every time it calls my name That’s why I’m Dixieland bound with that smokestack blowing black This is a train of fame Step aboard the Dixieland, yeah, ride on the Dixieland From the wide Atlantic through the cotton fields heading west Step aboard the Dixieland, yeah, ride on the Dixieland The Dixieland Express Step aboard the Dixieland, yeah, ride on the Dixieland The Dixieland Express Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Train Songs From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy Date: 08 Sep 19 - 10:32 PM Long Train (Larry W Jones 03/31/2017) (song #7110) Long train, long train, you’re rolling so slow Long train, long train, big horn blowing low Makes no difference what track I’m on Long as this long train keeps rolling on Long train, just where are you headed for Both you and I don’t care anymore When she left me that’s when I left too Now all that left is this long train blues Long train, long train, you’re rolling so slow Long train, long train, big horn blowing low Makes no difference what track I’m on Long as this long train keeps rolling on (Instrumental) Long train, long train, you’re rolling so slow Long train, long train, big horn blowing low Makes no difference what track I’m on Long as this long train keeps rolling on Long train, long train, you’re rolling so slow Long train, long train, big horn blowing low She’s gone, she’s gone, now I’m all alone Ride this long train til her mem’ry’s gone She’s gone, she’s gone, now I’m all alone Ride this long train til her mem’ry’s gone Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Train Songs From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy Date: 08 Sep 19 - 10:29 PM Son Of The Tramp Iron Railroad (Larry W Jones 03/28/2017) (song #7106) Well, I was born in Costa Mesa by the railroad track Mama gave birth in a tar papered shack And by the time I was fourteen I lived like twenty one Cause I learned how to survive on my own Now, my Daddy was a hobo, so that’s what I’ve been told Mama never saw the love she was owed I’ve ridden these old rusty rails until now I am old I’m just a Son of the tramp iron railroad People call be a hobo whenever I’m in their town They walk the other way when I’m around I know just what they’re thinking and what was on me bestowed Another son of the tramp iron railroad (Instrumental) Now, my Daddy was a hobo, so that’s what I’ve been told Mama never saw the love she was owed I’ve ridden these old rusty rails until now I am old I’m just a Son of the tramp iron railroad People call be a hobo whenever I’m in their town They walk the other way when I’m around I know just what they’re thinking and what was on me bestowed Another son of the tramp iron railroad I’m just a son of the tramp iron railroad Son of the tramp iron railroad Kingwood Kowboy |
Subject: RE: Train Songs From: GUEST,Larry W Jones - Kingwood Kowboy Date: 08 Sep 19 - 10:28 PM Soundtrack Of Railroad Tracks (Larry W Jones 03/25/2017) (song #7102) My darlin’ packed her case today and went away Oh, and she didn’t say just where she’s gonna stay I heard her say, now Jack, I won’t be coming back So, you can play that jukebox song of railroad tracks Play that soundtrack of railroad tracks she’s rolling on The one that sounds just like she’s gone and done me wrong My heart for her burns but she’s on the tracks of no return Play that soundtrack of railroad tracks she’s rolling on (Instrumental) Now, I don’t know just what it was I went and did But when I came home late she went and flipped her lid She was on an outbound track and laid down the law Said something about a straw, then about her Ma Play that soundtrack of railroad tracks she’s rolling on The one that sounds just like she’s gone and done me wrong My heart for her burns but she’s on the tracks of no return Play that soundtrack of railroad tracks she’s rolling on My heart for her burns but she’s on the tracks of no return Play that soundtrack of railroad tracks she’s rolling on Kingwood Kowboy |
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