Chris Ledoux

[Asmina]

"Joade The Rodeo Clown"

"Joade The Rodeo Clown"
Gather round boys and a tale I will tell about Joade the rodeo clown
This happy feller keep the cowboys together after they hit the ground
He once was a fighter and a saddle bronc rider and all around hell of a hand
But a bull got him down away from the clown he lived but not ride again
But rodeo was burned deep in his soul and his heart just wouldn't let go
He didn't want cowboys hooked by the bulls so he took to clowin' the show
With grease paint and red nose and baggy old clothes
His track shoes barreled and bloomed
He earned his keep a fightin' the bulls and savin' us hard ridin' fools
I was down in the well and hung in my rope in a show in old west Texas town
The man who saved me from chain and hells was Joade the rodeo clown
The bull gored old Joade with his terrible old horns
Then stomped and mauled him around
One of my buddies dragged me away but Joade lay dead on the ground
The preacher they found for the funeral well he didn't have a whole lot to say
He didn't know Joade or about rodeo life so all he could do was to pray
There's many a cowboy that owes him his life and the children all loved him too
There were lines on his face and each one was a trace
Of the laughter the miles and the blues
So barkeep get with it and set em up again I'm buyin' this next round
And if there's any man here who can't drink to old Joade
Then he better just get the hell out

 

[Asmina]

"Mighty Lucky Man"

"Mighty Lucky Man"



Well, I figure myself a mighty luck man with the simple few things I've got
There's money in the pockets of these old wore out jeans
I've got a trailer house and a lot
My wife's good lookin' and a heck of a cook and she does her best to satisfy
I've got a little bitty boy he's my pride and joy
And a happiness that money can't buy
Well I owe everything that I've got the the Lord he's delt me a mighty good hand
And I owe a lotta people in a lot of different ways for making me what I am
But the one thing that I'm most thankful for I guess it was a stroke of good luck
Is when the Lord looked down on this great big world and made those horses that buck

Well, I wonder what my life would be like today if not for them buckin' old broncs
I guess I'd be tied to desk and a phone or workin' at some old gas pumps
Well I know that I can't ride forever but I'll do it just as long as I can
Cause it's live for today forget about tomorrow life of a rodeo man
Well I owe everything...
When the Lord looked down on this great big world
And made those horses that buck

 

[Asmina]

"Easy Come, Easy Go"

"Easy Come, Easy Go"


This old highway, she's hotter than nine kinds of hell
And the rides, they're as scarce as the rain
When you're down to your last shuck with nothin' to sell
And you're too far away from the train

It's been a good month of Sundays and a guitar a go
I had a tall drink of yesterday's wine
Left a long string of friends some sheets in the wind
And some satisfied women behind

Hey, won't you ride me down easy?
Lord, ride me on down
Leave word in the dust where I lay
Say I'm easy come, easy go
And I'm easy to love when I stay, when I stay

There's snow on the mountain, raised hell on the hill
I locked horns with the devil himself
I've been a rodeo bum, a son of a gun
And a hobo with stars in his crown

Hey, won't you ride me down easy?
Lord, ride me on down
Leave word in the dust to where I lay
Say I'm easy come, easy go
And I'm easy to love when I stay

Hey, won't you ride me down easy?
Lord, ride me on down
Leave word in the dust to where I lay
Say I'm easy come, easy go
And I'm easy to love when I stay

Hey, won't you ride me down easy?
Lord, ride me on down
Leave word in the dust where I lay

 

[Asmina]

"The Only Road You Know"

"The Only Road You Know"


The rodeo is over and the crowd has all gone home
And you have time to walk around these lonely grounds alone
You see the empty buckin chutes where broncs and bulls have stood
You think about the way they fired the bad ones and the good
You ask yourself what calls me on why did I ever go
And leave my loved ones far behind to follow rodeo
Though you haven't got a dime you know just where to go
You'll pack your hat and riggin' sack to another rodeo
Some folks say that you're a bum but you know that isn't so
You are just a happy guy on the only road you know

You bucked down at Mount Isa when you got hot from the swell
And you missed one out at Alice Springs but they said you spurred him well
Feeling bruised and battered and your sprits mighty low
You hear the highway call you on to another rodeo
Though you haven't got a dime...

 

[Asmina]

"She's In Love With A Rodeo Man"

"She's In Love With A Rodeo Man"


She's a barmate in a west Texas dancehall she's there every night till they close
And the cowboys pay for the jukebox and she plays San Antonio Rose
Well I know her life ain't been easy Lord the lines in her face say it all
But she still is a beautiful woman in the lights of the dance Texas hall
But she won't sit down at your table and I know that you can't hold her hand
She won't go home with you cowboy she's in love with a rodeo man

Well he's hard and he's scarred and he's grayin' and he's stoned most all of the time And he drinks at a dark corner table and he waits there until closin' time
He's hard and his scars are grey and he's stone most all of the time
And he drinks at the dark cornered table and he he drinks there until closing time
But she won't sit down at your table...

 

[Asmina]

"Real Live Buckeroo"

"Real Live Buckeroo"
Well I ain't the type of cowboy that you'll see on TV
I wasn't near as pretty as Mama wanted me to be
Well I grew up on the ranches just cussin' all day long
Breakin' in them broomtails and hummin' old dirty songs
Whiskey tends to make me high and sad songs make me cry
And pretty women break my heart almost every night
Well I run on beans and nicotine I'm a real live buckeroo
And my heart's not pure and my boots ain't clean and I never tell the truth

Well if there's anything under my hat besides the cattle biz
Well I just can't seem to remember what it is
Yeah my thinkin's kinda crude but my lovin' gets plumb rank
Them girlies just don't understand me a snortin' round their flanks
And when I take a nasty fall I'll cuss until I'm blue
Then I'll get right up and on again just like you're s'posed to do
But it ain't because I'm so brave all that stuff's just talk
My daddy says the reason is I'm dumber than a box of rocks yeah
Whiskey tends to make me high...

This song ain't bout no Strawberry Roan or no ram page herd of steers
This is just the type of cowboy song that you probably don't like to hear
This song ain't got no message and won't feel perty in yer ear
This song is just one of them there
Well this song is just one of them there these here yeah

 

[Asmina]

"If You Loved Me You'd Do It"



"If You Loved Me You'd Do It"
The walls that surround me in this room I call my well of loneliness
Keep whispering your name with the voices hauntin' as your soft arrays
And since you've gone away I get lonelier each day
And I still don't know how you can put me through it
If there's any love still burning in your heart you'd be returnin'
If you loved me you'd do it
If you love me you'd do it you'd come back home to me
You'd take away this loneliness and end my misery
If you love me yes if you'd love me you'd do it

The memories that I live with seem to press against me softly in the night
Remembering the good times don't leave time to think of who was wrong or right
Love is not an easy prize it can pay before your eyes
It's not a simple thing and we both knew it
And to throw it all away is wrong so come back home if you'd love me you'd do it
If you love me you'd do it...

 

[Asmina]

"Rodeo Cowboy"

"Rodeo Cowboy"



I meet her in Wyoming at the Cheyenne rodeo
Just a girl in blue jeans and eighteen at the time
I remember how she cheered the day I rode a horse called Midnight
And I hoped that someday that cowgirl could be mine
She followed me to Denver where we became good friends
We'd sit around the cutes and talk while I was killin' time
I'd laugh and tell her stories but I'd never mention stayin'
For the next town and the rodeo were always on my mind
I'm a rodeo cowboy I follow the circuit
Where top money's paid that's where I'll be found
The only thing I own is a suitcase and a saddle
Rodeo cowboy I'll never settle down

In Salt Lake City Utah I told her that I loved her
But still she knew I wasn't born to be the settlin' kind
For with tomorrow's sun I'd pack up my ol gear bag
And leave all thoughts of her and all the hundred miles behind
The last time I saw her was in Amarillo Texas
I'm still in love with her although she can't be mine
But I hope she'll keep the shinny silver buckle that I gave her
Says All Around Cowboy of 1969
I'm a rodeo cowboy...

 

[Asmina]

"Rusty Spurs"

"Rusty Spurs"
Rusty spurs a hangin' from a nail their on the wall
Cold winds a blowin' and the snow begins to fall
Old man a dreamin' in his rockin' chair
Thinkin' bout the days gone by wishin' he was there
Rodeo you take a boy and make a man so tall
Drink his youth and cast him by the way
What's he gonna do now that he's through
But sit and dream about the good old days

He used to rodeo and ride 'em mighty fine
Now he's old and crippled but he rides on in his mind
And I can tell, rodeo, you're doin' the same to me
I feel like I'm fifty but I'm only twenty-three
Rodeo you take a boy...

Old picture album he keeps there by his side
Holds cherised mem'ries of broncs he used to ride
He thinks about his old friends and where they are today
Are they still living or have they passed away
Rodeo you take a boy...

 

[Asmina]

"Amarillo By Morning"

"Amarillo By Morning"


Amarillo by morning up from San Antone
Everything that I got is just what I've got on
Oh when the sun is high in the Texas sky I'll be buckin' in the country fair
Amarillo my morning Amarillo I'll be there

Turned my saddle in Houston broke my leg in Santa Fe
I lost my wife and a girl friend somewhere along the way
But I'll be looking for aid when they pull that gate and I hope the judge ain't blind
Amarillo by morning Amarillo on my mind

Amarillo by morning up from San Antone
Everything that I got is just what I've got on
I ain't got a dime and what I got is mine I ain't rich but Lord I'm free
Amarillo by morning Amarillo's where I'll be
Amarillo by morning Amarillo's where I'll be