Chris Ledoux

[Asmina]

"A Little Money Honey"

"A Little Money Honey"

Every time the end of the month, finally rolls our way.
We've got just enough money honey, to see that the bills get paid.
But this time we've got an extra hundred dollars and I'll tell you what
we outta do.
Let's go downtown and throw it around, and just blow it on just me and
you.
We can take the kids to your mama's 'cause our good times overdue.
We can dance all night, and do it up allright.
But before the night is through,
Let's drive down to the river, the way we used to do.
Let's take a little money honey, and blow it on me and you...
Well I've been doin' the best I can, just to bring the bacon home,
And you've been slavin' every day to make this house a home,
But I've heard that too much work, well it sure ain't good for you.
So let's take a little money honey, and blow it on me and you...
We can take the kids to your mama's, 'cause our good times overdue.
We can dance all night, and do it up right.
But before the night is through,
Let's drive down by the river, the way we used to do.
Let's take a little money honey, and blow it on me and you.
Well let's take a little money honey, and blow it on me and you...

 

[Asmina]

"I Do It For Me"

"I Do It For Me"
Meet a rodeo cowboy in Billings killing time trading stories and beer
And asked him how he made a living riding broncs and bull doggin' steers
Well he smiled as he tipped his hat slowly he said friend it ain't all like it seems
While some folks are makin' a livin' others are livin' their dreams
And some cowboys ride for the buckle some for the rodeo name
Some like the sound or the thrill of the crowd and others got no place to stay
Some do it for love and others for money some ride for glory or fame
But through all of my seasons of all of the reasons
I've stayed on this circuit for me

I said I've been on this suicide circuit for the best part of fifteen long years
Don't let this ol porker face fool you because beneath it a measure of fear
I've been beat, I've been down I've been busted till my body was cryin' with pain
Take a couple of days and shake it all off and you do it all over again
And some cowboys ride...
I've stayed on this circuit for me

 

[Asmina]

"Wild And Wooly"

"Wild And Wooly"
I've been workin' all week long out in the saddle
I lay my bed roll down at night out on the range
Cussin' dust and heat and fly's and cattle
All this romance can drive a poor cowboy insane
And that lonesome coyote's a howlin' on the prairie
And that big Wyoming moon is shinnin' down
Well it's Saturday night and you know its customary
For a wild and wooly cowboy to ride to town

Well I just got paid and my pockets are full of money
I can't stand no more I can't wait another day
I got to ride to town I gotta see my little green eyed honey
We're going to dance and romance and love the night away
And that lonesome coyote's...
I'm gettin' sick and tired of just sleepin' on the ground
Come on Buck let's go to town

 

[Asmina]

"Born In Mississippi"

"Born In Mississippi"


I was born in Mississippi on the Gulf of Mexico
And I could hear the Gators a roar at night out on the old bayou
I remember Spanish Moss a hangin' from the cypress trees
And the smell of Honey Suckle on the Mississippi breeze
Thank you Mississippi for lovin' me
Thank you for givin' this country boy a place to dream
Thank you for old Cane Pole the fishin' hole
The grits and black eyed peas thank you Missippi for lovin' me
Then my family moved down to Texas when I was 12 years old
I took my first chew of plug tobacco and got hooked on rodeo
I rode my Buckskin pony where the old Red River flows
And my Texas pride still makes me cry when I remember the Alamo
Thank you Texas for loving me thank you for the country road the horny toads
The chile and pinto beans thank you Texas for lovin' me
Now I live up in Wyoming I love home out on the range
But every now and then my mind goes roamin'
Down those country roads through my boy hood days
And after all these years I'd just like to say
Thank you America for lovin' me
Thank you for givin' this country boy a place to dream
Thank you for the country roads the folks I've known
From sea to shinning sea thank you America
Thank you mom and dad for lovin' me

 

[Asmina]

"Running Through The Rain"


"Running Through The Rain"

Last night we rode our broncs in Seattle,
Me and Bill packed the car in the pourin' rain.
Winch and John were at the beer stand, gettin' spraddled.
But we got 'em gathered and hit the road again.
Chewin' snoose and spittin' in a bottle.
With country music blastin' on the radio.
Talkin' girls and broncs and gold beltbuckles.
Rollin' south to a California rodeo.
Just rollin' down that great American highway,
With the mornin' sky lit up like a flame.
Chasin' dreams and followin' a rainbow.
Like children runnin' through the rain.
Well it's rodeo time in Oakdale, California.
And we stumble with the trash out of the car.
And ole Bill looks at me through whiskers and wild, red eyeballs,
And says, we look more like hobo's than big-time rodeo stars.
Well we ride our broncs and we all win a little money.
And there's Winch over at the beer stand again.
But look, he's got his arm around a little California honey.
An' Bill says...I wonder if that lady there's got any friends.
Just rollin' down that great American highway,
With the mornin' sky lit up like a flame.
Chasin' dreams and followin' a rainbow.
Like children runnin' through the rain.
Well, the years went by and now we've all got families.
Ah, but we still get together every now and then,
And we talk about all the bad broncs and good times.
Lord, somtimes I wish I was back on that road again...
Just rollin' down that great American highway,
With the moernin' sky lit up like a flame.
Chasin' dreams and followin' a rainbow.
Like children runnin' through the rain.
Just chasin dreams and followin' a rainbow...
Like crazy children runnin' through the rain...

 

[Asmina]

"I Believe In America"

"I Believe In America"


This country's seen some hard times, lord knows she's deep in debt.
She's comin' through another depression and for some it ain't over yet.
We've all been divided, playin' our own selfish games.
Why does it always take the hard times to get people back together again.
But I believe in America, I believe in America...
One nation under God, still proud and strong!
I believe in America, I'm proud to be in America,
Though I know in America we've gotta right some wrongs.
But I don't believe you can keep America down for long.
Now if you read the papers, or listen to the news these days.
Sometimes there don't look like there's much hope left for the good ole USA.
This country she ain't perfect, but thank God she's still free.
An' she's gonna make her comeback, yes sir, just you wait and see.
An' I believe in America, I believe in America...
One nation under God, still proud and strong!
I believe in America, I'm proud to be in America,
Though I know in America we gotta right some wrongs.
But I don't believe you can keep America down for long.
I believe in America, I believe in America...
One nation under God, still proud and strong!
I believe in America, I'm proud to be in America,
though I know in America we gotta right some wrongs.
But I don't believe you can keep America down for long.

 

[Asmina]

"Cowboy Songs"

"Cowboy Songs"


Well I wake up in the mornin', I brew my coffee hot and strong.
I get out my ole guitar, and try to write a song.
An them larks are singin, oh lord, just outside.
And I'm stuck here in this kitchen tryin' to write.
And I'm writin' these cowboy songs. Yodellehe, Cowboy songs...
Just me and my beat up ole guitar.
Cowboy songs, Yodellehe, Cowboy songs...
Well maybe one of these cowboy songs is gonna make me a star.
Now Hank Williams Jr. writes 'em rough, and sings 'em tough.
And Charlie Daniels sings a song about the devil.
And Waylon and Willie sing about...whatever they like.
And I'll probably be sing these cowboy songs for the rest of my life.
And writin' these cowboy songs. Yodellehe, Cowboy songs...
Just me and my beat up ole guitar.
Cowboy songs, Yodellehe, Cowboy songs...
Well maybe one of these cowboy songs is gonna make me a star.
Well this don't sound like Strawberrie Row, or that lonesome cattle call.
And you might think that it don't sound nothin' like a cowboy song at all.
But it is, 'cause I wrote it...And I'm a real life buckaroo.
And I wrote this silly little cowboy song, especially for you.
Here it is...Cowboy songs, Yodellehe, Cowboy songs.
Just me and my beat up ole guitar.
Just a Cowboy song, Yodellehe, Cowboys songs.
Well maybe one of these cowboy songs is gonna make me a star.

 

[Asmina]

"Seventeen"

"Seventeen"


When he was five years old his mom took him down to the round corral
To watch his dad work the young horse they called Smokey man did that horse buck
But his old dad just sat up there and rode him like there was nothin' to it
Right then the boy gained a whole new respect for the man
And from that day on he knew that when he grew up he wanted to be a cowboy

Seventeen cowboys' dreams ain't on fixin' fences
Once he's seen 'em ride in old Cheyenne
Ranch routine and his old man's schemes
This ain't where his heart is but you know his daddy understands
Noonday comes father and son sit down and eat their dinner
Beneath that big Wyoming sky
His daddy knows he's gotta let him go the boy can't be a winner
If he don't spread his wings and fly
And in his mind he's riding bulls down in Las Vegas
Soon he'll be on a train that leads to Santa Fe
Sweet voice of freedom echoes down the ages calls another cowboy on his way

Fencin's done and the morning sun finds him packed and ready
Momma kissed his cheek and then she went inside
His old man well he shook his hand said son you ride 'em pretty
Didn't see the tears that his momma cried
And in his mind he's riding...

 

[Asmina]

"Hooked On An 8 Second Ride"


"Hooked On An 8 Second Ride"


Rollin' down a long highway
Out through New Mexico
Driftin' down to Santa Fe
To ride a bull in a rodeo
He's hooked on a feelin'
Addicted to a natural high
Don't know why it's appealin'
All he knows is he's got to ride

He's addicted to danger
Ruled by passion and pride
To pain and fear he's no stranger
But his lust needs to satisfied
Hooked on an 8 second ride

Gettin' up down in back of the chutes
Makes that rosin burn
He's got his spurs on the heels of his boots
He's at the point of no return
Climbing over that chute gate he settles down inside
The tension's risin' but he can't wait
Until they turn that bull outside

He's addicted to danger
Ruled by passion and pride
To pain and fear he's no stranger
But his lust needs to satisfied
Hooked on an 8 second ride
Hooked on an 8 second ride
Hooked on an 8 second ride

 

[Asmina]

"Cadillac Cowboy"

"Cadillac Cowboy"


Hold tight with a leather fist
Watch out when he starts to twist
That's what their daddies' used to tell them boys

How to ride them bulls
I got a jingle in my jeans
Sore places in between
And I'm leavin' on a saw blade
With a push and a pull

10-4 Buddy, come on back
A horse trailer on a Cadillac
Yeah, we're talkin' to the cowboy
In the Coupe de Ville
Chug-a-luggin' up one side
Slidin' down the other
I'm a lover of the other side of the hill

Turn up that radio
Don't wanna think about a rodeo
Don't wanna think about a round-up
Up in old Cheyenne
It's a crazy circuit
But still you work it
Turn down that sound, boys
Let's get up and check the scan

10-4 Buddy, come on back
A horse trailer on a Cadillac
Yeah, we're talkin' to the cowboy
In the Coupe de Ville
Chug-a-luggin' up one side
Slidin' down the other
I'm a lover of the other side of the hill

Bandana hangin' mirror
Still wet from ear to ear
We'll, I guess it's true then
What the wise men say
When you ride your last one
Make sure he's the best one
Jump while he's movin'
Tip your hat boys and walk away

10-4 Buddy, come on back
A horse trailer on a Cadillac
Yeah, we're talkin' to the cowboy
In the Coupe de Ville
Chug-a-luggin' up one side
Slidin' down the other
I'm a lover of the other side of the hill
10-4 Buddy, come on back
A horse trailer on a Cadillac
Yeah, we're talkin' to the cowboy
In the Coupe de Ville
Chug-a-luggin' up one side
Slidin' down the other
I'm a lover of the other side of the hill
I'm a lover of the other
Side of the hill