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Western Ballad in Bob Wills Waltz Time
acoustic blues folk rock soft rock folk music muse cowboy frogg frogg hollow charles consaul not elvis torro sappo blues you can use coffeeholic songs about texas no mexico zone love songs for cynics sarcasm spoken here
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In the words of James Taylor, It's me and my guitar. Always in the same mood! Then again, maybe my guitar is just humoring me - sigh -
Just me, I'm an old Folksinger that still plays out once in a blue moon. Thank you for listening to my primitive acoustic songs. I am a retired Army Bandsman, a certified Wall Wacker, and am currently a teacher. Next time I retire I am going back into Folksinging. It's the perfect occupation really, no hope of fame and fortune and definately keeps me humble. Folksinging just naturally makes me a better person I s'pose.
Song Info
Genre
Country • Country and Western
Charts
#476 in subgenre Peak #12
Charts
Peak #93
Author
Charles W - T Consaul
Rights
I wrote it, played it and sang it.
Uploaded
November 26, 2005
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MP3 3.6 MB • 128 kbps • 3:54
Story behind the song
I am often asked why I am not more famous. I smile and say, "Why I'm still alive!" People who find fame in their own lifetimes often sacrifice it for posterity. Oddly enough, fame for posterity is often useless for those who need it while they're alive. Hmmm. Another moral cunundrum.
Lyrics
I Lived Charles W - T Consaul 1. There's lots of Bold Cowboys More famous than I am Their names fill the plains With a romantic strain Lots of Bold Cowboys, but seldom old Cowboys Those poor young cold Cowboys Left out in the rain C: So I can't feel too bad that nobody's heard of me That's just a concession that I'll have to give For although I was fearsome and Reckless and Daring'I Lived! 2. Lots of young Cowgirls Would Moon and fawn o'er me But I fell for one and stayed mainly with her And I wasn't the fastest When I pulled out my Pistol But I hit what I aimed at and Folks called me SIR Chorus 3. I fought in the War and I fought in the Towns And I fought for my Farm when I had me no choice I never gave up any Ponies or Cattle My word was my bond and my gun was my voice Chorus 4. And I must have got shot fourteen times In my lifetime there was always somebody around to throw lead But I always recovered Though I sometimes healed slowly And at Eighty six years I died sleeping in Bed Chorus 5. So you won't read my name In the old Penny Dreadfulls No one sings my name in the Western Saloons But if you're a Wise Man, They won't sing your either Fame at that price is for Boobs and Baffoons Chorus
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