Chris Ledoux

[Asmina]

"Even Cowboys Like A Little Rock And Roll"


"Even Cowboys Like A Little Rock And Roll"
Well now cowboys love the ladies they like beans and sour dough
Good horses and hot black coffee and camp fires burnin' low
You know we love that cowboy music but I'll bet you didn't know
That even cowboys like just a little rock and roll

Even cowboys like a little bit of rock and roll
Yeah we all got some boogie woogie in our soul
There's a little bit of Buddy Holly in every cowboy that I know
And even cowboys like a little bit of rock and roll

Now when you're camped out on the prairie and that ole' moon is shinin' bright
And you can hear them cattle bawlin' soft and low
soft and low

There's nothin' like a cowboy song to make it all feel just right
But even cowboys like a little bit of rock and roll

Even cowboys like a little bit of rock and roll
Yeah we all got some boogie woogie in our soul

There's a little bit of ole' Chuck Berry in every cowboy that I know
And even cowboys like a little bit of rock and roll
STEP ON IT!!

Now those old buckaroos are set in their ways and they'll even tell you so
Say they don't like nothin' but them old time cowboy songs

Yeah but I've seen that green grass growin' underneath that winter snow
I'll bet them old cowboys even like a little rock and roll

Even cowboys like a little bit of rock and roll
Yeah we all got some boogie woogie in our soul

There's a little bit of Charlie Daniels in every cowboy that I know
And even cowboys like a little bit of rock and roll

Yeah there's a little long hair in every single cowboy that I know
And even cowboy's like a little bit of rock and roll

 

[Asmina]

"Something In The Wind"


"Something In The Wind"

There's something in the wind that's blowin' through my soul
And it's calling out to me saying boy it's time to go
There's a restless feeling in my heart that just wont let me be
And a rustlin' in the leaves that says it will soon be time to leave
You know I'm tryin' hard to try and settle down
But sometimes late at night that old feeling comes around
And I know I should be happy with my woman by my side
Cause she loves me and she needs me but I've got the urge to ride
And I know my woman loves me I love her just the same
I love it when she holds me and softly speaks my name
But this feeling still keeps callin' me that I just can't explain
So I'll hold her in my arms till the feeling goes away

I spent half my life a driftin' I guess it's in my blood
Since I found a dream worth while Lord you think I'd had enough
But this akin deep inside me says boy lets move along
Gotta keep myself from leavin' I can't do my woman wrong
And I know my woman loves me...
Yes I'll hold her in my arms till the feeling goes away

 

[Asmina]

"Copenhagen Junkie"


"Copenhagen Junkie"
Well I've never been afraid of much and never thought I need a crutch
To help me thru the trials of this life
But there's one thing I cant do with out and Copenhagens what I'm talkin'
About and I love it nearly as much as I love my wife
Now when I first started chewin' I didn't know what I was doin'
But I liked the way it helped me to relax
And a big ol' chew tastes might good just the way Copenhagen should
But when its gone I'm a slobbering maniac
I'm a Copenhagen junkie there's a big ol' hairy monkey on my back
And he just wont let me be
Cause when I run out of chewin' know I'm on the road to ruin
Zes that Copenhagen's got a hold on me

I can go without a lot of things like sweet potatoes and butter beans
And you know if wouldn't really bother me at all
I can go without food for a couple of days but if you take my s'noose away
I'll be climbing like the spider up the wall
I'm a Copenhagen junkie...

Well I even tried to quit one time my knees got weak I sorta went blind
And my mellow disposition headed south
And I started eating like a big fat hog got wild got mean like a rabid dog and
Start frothin' and foamin' at the mouth
I'm a Copenhagen junkie...

Can I help you sir ah yeah do you got any Copenhagen
No Sir I'm afraid we're all out ah
I'm a Copenhagen junkie...
Ah Copenhagen it makes me feel so good
But when its gone boys I ain't feeling exactly the way I should

 

[Asmina]

"Working Cowboy Blues"


"Working Cowboy Blues"
Discouraged is the word these days at homes acros the range
The livestock markets down and it don't look like it's gonna change
Nobody's found a cure for what we are goin' through
But I'll tell you boys just what I'm gonna do
Well I'm gonna saddle up old paint right after shipping time
Ride out on the mountain among the aspens and the pines
Take along my fishing pole and leave my cares behind
And find myself a little piece of mind
I'm gonna ride up on the mountain live like a mountain man
Lay my body on the ground eat from a fryin' pan
I know it's not the answer but I'm gonna try to lose
These dog gone low down workin' cowboy blues

Well next year it might get better aw thats what they always say
But I've seen a string of next years come and Lord they're all the same
But as long as there's a mountain, someplace to get away
Well this old cowboy just might not go insane
I'm gonna ride up on the mountain...
These dog gone low down lonesome workin' cowboy blues

 

[Asmina]

"The Wild Bunch Rides Again"
"The Wild Bunch Rides Again"



A bunch of old cowboys are makin' their noise at the rodeos across the land
They're all over forty but let me tell you Lordy they're still tuff rodeo hands
Well their age may be showin' and their grey hairs a growin'
And they ought to be a packin' it in aut there's bronc's to be rode
And steers to be throwed and the wild bunch is ridin' again
The wild bunch is ridin' again the wild bunch is ridin' again
Well they may be gettin' grey and they may be gettin' old
And the years and the miles have taken their toll
And the old arthritis is a settin' in but the wild bunch is ridin' again
The wild bunch is ridin' again

They ain't gettin' any younger but they still got a hunger
For the glory and a chance to win
Though their hides gettin' wrinkled and their body's all crinkled
And they're as wild as they've ever been
They know they ought to hang it up but Lord it's mighty tough
Just to leave it all in yesterday they're gonna keep on a ridin'
Gonna keep on tryin' aw they ain't gonna fade away
They ain't gonna fade away
Well they may be gettin' grey...
Well they may be gettin' grey...
The wild bunch is ridin' again

 

[Asmina]

"The Rodeo Hand"

"The Rodeo Hand"

He's a rodeo hand a dyin' breed driftin' like a tumble weed
Rollin' where the urge tells him to go
And all this cowboy really needs is a tank of gas and entry fees
To get him to the next big rodeo
Now most athletes take alfalfa pills and super B's
A cowboy don't need all that motern stuff
A cowboy's gotta be lean and mean he trains on caffine and nicotine
And them all night drives help to make him tough

He's underfed and under paid and too damn hungry to be afraid
Some where between the crazy and insane
Cowboys ain't afraid pf dyin' shoot he'd even ride a red eyed Lion
If you'd show him where to take the rein
Now the only coach a cowboy needs is a growlin' gut that says come on let's eat
So tonight cowboy you better make a winning ride
Bout the only thing that makes him go
Is that big gold buckle waitin' down the road
And a bad case of too much cowboy pride

 

[Asmina]

"The Feeling Comes Back"

"The Feeling Comes Back"
I hung it all up
'Cause I'd had enough of that highway
So I settled down and quit runnin' around like my wild days
Most of the time I do just fine
I'm where I want to be
But I know it ain't over
The smell of sweet clover
Still works it's magic on me.

[CHORUS:]
And the feelin' comes back
On a brite summer morning
Lord it strikes without warning
And it takes me away
Oh the feeling comes back
I'd like to be rodeoen
Just packed up and goin'
Wish I was leaving today.

In my memories haze I think of the days when I was crazy
Now I'm slowin' down quit runnin' around getting lazy
But deep down inside in the back of my mind
THere's a wild buckaroo running free
I guess I'll never get over the way the sweet clover
Still works it's magic on me.

[CHORUS]

 

[Asmina]

"God Must Be A Cowboy"

"God Must Be A Cowboy"

Campfire coffee from a tin cup in my hand
Sure warms the fingers when it's cold
Playing an ol' guitar a friend I understand
It sure smooths the wrinkes in my soul
Sleeping in the moonlight a blanket for a bed
It leaves a peaceful feelin' in my mind
Wakin' up in the morning with an eagle over head
Makes me long to fly away before my time
And I think God must be a cowboy at heart
Cause he made wide open spaces from the start
He made grass and trees and mountains and a horse to be a friend
And trails to lead ol' cowboys home again

The night life in big cities is alright for a while
It sure makes you feel good when you're there
But the country's so pretty it goes on and on for miles
And it takes away my troubles and my cares
And I think God must be..

 

[Asmina]

"The Real Thing"

"The Real Thing"
His boots are old and tattered his Stetson has seen it's better days
His hands are rough and calloused and what's left of his hair is turning grey
He ain't as tall and handsome as cowboys up on the movie screen or in a magazine
He ain't no coke a cola cowboy he's the real thing
He rides across the praire out where the wild wind blows
And he still works his cattle just like a hundred years ago
Sittin' tall in the saddle Lord he feels just like a king
Mhm he ain't no coca cola cowboy he's the real thing

There's a woman that loves him and she knows what real love's all about
She's cooked his meals washed his clothes
And raised the kids and learned to go without
And if she could do it over heavens knows she wouldn't change a thing not a sing thing
Her her knight in shining armor and she loves him cause he's the real thing
He rides across the praire...
Naw he ain't no rhinestone cowboy he's the real thing

 

[Asmina]

"Little Long-Haired Outlaw"

"Little Long-Haired Outlaw"


Well I have been a cowboy dang near all my life
That good ol' cowboy music is all I'm supposed to like
But here lately I don't know what's happening but I'm losin' control
I'm losin' control
To a little longhaired outlaw who's a ridin' somewhere deep down in my soul
He likes rock and roll

Well he rides a pinto stallion down the canyons of my mind
Makes camp beneath a memory below the timberline
Got a little electric fender guitar plugs direct into my soul
Right into my soul
Turns up the volume bends them guitar strings and plays that rock and roll
Ah and here he goes

Well I can be do a concert strummin' along just fine
Playing Little Joe The Wrangler when somethin' snaps inside my mind
And I can feel that longhaired music wellin' up from the rivers of my soul
Where the music flows
When that little longhair outlaw takes over and makes me play that rock and roll oh yeah

Now if you like cowboy music and you don't like this song
Well I'd like to apologize if the tune kinda came out wrong
But you see I can't help myself the little longhair has got control
And he won't let go
But I'll get back to my cowboy music but sometimes you gotta play a little rock and roll
It's my turn it's about time