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do I sound confused?
cuz I am-what dance am I doing here? |
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And just what are you in the mood for?
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Can anybody hear singin'?
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Does having a cold one and watching the dancing count?
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Edited by
galendgirl
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Sun 06/28/09 07:40 PM
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"In the mood, that's what he told me
In the mood, and when he told me In the mood, my heart was skippin' It didn't take me long to say "I'm in the mood now" I hear it! I hear it! Do you? |
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"In the mood, that's what he told me In the mood, and when he told me In the mood, my heart was skippin' It didn't take me long to say "I'm in the mood now" I hear it! I hear it! Do you? Don't yall all want to give the little lady a hand? Clap Clap Clap |
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Not exactly chuck wagon style, but hey...it's sassy!
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Standing Ovation
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Allrighty then. I guess I'll have to sing you little cowpokes a song too.
Are yall ready? DUM-DE-DE-DUM, DE-DE-DUM-DE-DE-DUM, DE-DAA-DAAAAA DUM-DE-DE-DUM, DE-DE-DUM-DE-DE-DUM, DE-DAA-DAA-DAA-DAA-DAAAA! Well, I walk into the room Passing out hundred dollar bills And it kills and it thrills like the horns on my Silverado grill And I buy the bar a double round of crown And everybody's getting down An' this town ain't never gonna be the same. [Chorus:] Cause I saddle up my horse and I ride into the city I make a lot of noise Cause the girls They are so pretty Riding up and down Broadway on my old stud Leroy And the girls say Save a horse, ride a cowboy. Everybody says Save a horse, Ride a cowboy Well I don't give a dang about nothing I'm singing and Bling- Blanging While the girls are drinking Long necks down! And I wouldn't trade ol' Leroy or my Chevrolet for your Escalade Or your freak parade I'm the only John Wayne left in this town And I saddle up my horse and I ride into the city I make a lot of noise Cause the girls They are so pretty Riding up and down Broadway on my old stud Leroy And the girls say Save a horse, ride a cowboy. Everybody says Save a horse, Ride a cowboy [Spoken:] I'm a thourough-bred that's what she said in the back of my truck bed As I was gettin' buzzed on suds Out on some back country road. We where flying high Fining, whine, having ourselves a big and rich time And I was going, just about as far as she'd let me go. But her evaluation of my cowboy reputation Had me begging for salvation all night long So I took her out giggin frogs Introduced her to my old bird dog And sang her every Wilie Nelson song I could think of And we made love And I saddled up my horse and I ride into the city I make a lot of noise Cause the girls They are so pretty Riding up and down Broadway on my old stud Leroy And the girls say Save a horse, ride a cowboy. Everybody says Save a horse, Ride a cowboy What? What? Save A Horse Ride A Cowboy Everybody says Save a Horse Ride a cowboy. |
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Artist: Big & Rich
Song: Save a Horse (Ride a Cowboy) Album: Horse of a Different Color (Not bad for a blonde, huh?) |
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Edited by
rara777
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Sun 06/28/09 07:54 PM
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Standing Ovation
My wife was blonde. She was smart as a whip. Quick witted too.
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Standing Ovation
My wife was blonde. She was smart as a whip. Quick witted too.
(galendgirl bows humbly...)
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can we have an encore?
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(rara bows humbly to galendgirl)
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can we have an encore? Of course you can you little dogie. Are yall ready for anuther? F Ride, cowboy, ride C Don't ride too slow G C Tucson's a mighty long way yet to go C Dm He started his long ride in Prescott C Dm The sun was a hundred or more C Dm On down he rode at full gallop C G C Into the flat desert floor C Dm Driving the big herd to Flagstaff C Dm In Prescott the letter was there C Dm Happiness soon would be sorrow C G C Sad news the letter did bear F Ride, cowboy, ride C Don't go too slow G Ride, cowboy, ride C You've a long way to go C Dm Your darlin' now lies on her deathbed C Dm Racked by fever and pain C Dm Reaching for you at her bedside C G C At each breath she's callin' your name C Dm Forward he leaned in the saddle C Dm Pushing through mesquite and sage C Dm His head never raised for a greeting C G C As he passed the Wickenburg stage F Ride, cowboy, ride C Don't ride too slow G C Tucson's a mighty long way yet to go C Dm In Phoenix he traded horses C Dm Now on the back of this roan C Dm He could see visions of Tucson C G C His darlin' and their lovely home F Ride, cowboy, ride C Don't ride too slow G C There's still a hundred and twenty to go C Dm In through the ranch gate he galloped C Dm And without breaking his stride C Dm He bounded out of the saddle C G C And rushed to his sweet darlin's side C Dm Then as the dyin' girl saw him C Dm A smile came over her face C Dm Holding her hand as it tightened C G C Barely had he won the race F Ride, cowboy, ride C On through the blue G Ride, cowboy, ride C She'll be waiting for you F Ride, cowboy, ride C On through the blue G Ride, cowboy, ride C F C She'll be waiting for you |
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Are you playing guitar, metal???
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G`night everyone. Have fun and don`t behave yourselves.
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Can't yall see the chords I'm a playin'?
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Does that mean don't get caught? G'night rara!
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G`night everyone. Have fun and don`t behave yourselves.
Gnite ed. |
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My wife was blonde. She was smart as a whip. Quick witted too.