Thursday, March 17, 2016

ATF: Diverse 'Pokes

This series will include as many of my all-time favorite (ATF) tunes as I can get my grubby little hands on (so to speak).  Now, each one included in each edition will have some connection with the other—albeit only as a figment of my imagination, but they will not be numbered.  For I just cannot bring myself to rate some higher than others.  So, this will not be a countdown, but if you are enjoying them as much as I do, it won’t matter.  Besides, with no countdown, this could go on forever and ever!  Oh, and despite the fact that there is absolutely no way your musical tastes could be as exquisite as mine, I welcome any suggestions you might dare to make.  For I am, after all, quite magnanimous by nature.



God Must Be A Cowboy
Dan Seals
Campfire
Coffee
From a tin cup in my hand
Sure warms the fingers
When it's cold
A-playing
An old guitar
A friend I understand
Sure smooths the wrinkles
In my soul
A-sleeping
In the moonlight
A blanket for the bed
Leaves a peaceful feeling in my mind
Waking up
In the morning
With an eagle overhead
Makes me long to fly away before my time

And I think God must be
A cowboy
At heart
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 old cowboys home again

The night life
And big cities
Is alright for awhile
Sure makes you feel good when you're there
But the country's
So pretty
It goes on and on
For miles
And takes away my troubles and my cares

And I think God must be
A cowboy
At heart
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 old cowboys home again
And trails to lead old cowboys home again

Link: [Kid Rock]


Cowboy
Kid Rock
Cowboy

Cowboy

Well I'm packin' up my game
And I'm a-head out west
Where real women come equipped
With scripts and fake breasts
Find a nest in the hills
Chill like Flint
Buy an old drop top
Find a spot to pimp
And' I'm a Kid Rock
It up an' down your block
With a bottle of scotch
And watch lots of crotch
Buy yacht with a flag sayin'
Chillin' the most
Then rock that biatch up
And down the coast
Give a toast to the sun
Drink with the stars
Get thrown in the mix
And tossed out of bars
Zip to Tijuana
I wanna roam
Find Motown an' tell them fools
To come back home
Start an escort service
For all the right reasons
An' set up shop
At the top of Four Seasons
Kid Rock
And I'm the real McCoy
And I'm headin' out west sucker
Because I wanna be a

Cowboy baby
With the top let back
And the sunshine shinin'
Cowboy baby
West coast chillin'
With the Boone's Wine
I wanna be a
Cowboy baby
Ridin' at night
‘Cause I sleep all day
Cowboy baby
I can smell a pig
From a mile away

I bet you'll hear my whistle blowin'
When my train rolls in
It goes like dust in the wind
Stoned pimp
Stoned freak
Stoned out of my mind
I once was lost
But now I'm just blind
Palm trees and weeds
Scabbed knees and rice
Get a map to the stars
Find Heidi Fleiss
And if the price is right
Then I'm gonna make my bid boy
And let Californ-I-A
Know why they call me

Cowboy baby
With the top let back
And the sunshine shinin'
Cowboy baby
West coast chillin'
With the Boone's Wine
I wanna be a
Cowboy baby
Ridin' at night
‘Cause I sleep all day
Cowboy baby
I can smell a pig
From a mile away

Yeah
Kid Rock
You can call me Tex
Rollin' sunset woman
With a bottle of Becks
Seen a slimy in a 'Vette
Rolled down my glass
And said
Yeah, this %$#& fits right in your @$$
No kiddin'
Gun-slingin'
Spurs hittin' the floor
Call me Hoss
I'm the boss
With the sauce
In the horse
No remorse for the sherrif
In his eye
I ain't right
I'm gonna paint his town red
And paint his wife white
Cause chaos
Rock like Amadeus
Find West Coast &%$$#
For my Detroit players
Mack like mayors
Ball like Lakers
They told us to leave
But bet they can't make us
Why they wanna pick on me
Lock me up
And snort away my key
I ain't no G
I'm just a regular failure
I ain't straight outta Compton
I'm straight out the trailer
Cuss like a sailor
Drink like a Mick
My only words of wisdom are just
?Radio edit?
I'm flickin' my Bic
Up and down that coast
An' keep on truckin'
Until it falls into motion

Cowboy
With the top let back
And the sunshine shinin'
Cowboy
Spend all my time at
Hollywood and Vine
Cowboy
Ridin' at night
‘Cause I sleep all day
Cowboy
I can smell a pig
From a mile away
Cowboy
With the top let back
And the sunshine shinin'
Cowboy
Spend all my time at
Hollywood and Vine
Cowboy
Ridin' at night
‘Cause I sleep all day
Cowboy
I can smell a pig
From a mile away
Cowboy
With the top let back
And the sunshine shinin'
Cowboy
With the top let back
And the sunshine shinin'
Cowboy
Hollywood and Vinin’

Lyrics From: [eLyrics.net]

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14 comments:

  1. Yup, always liked that first one!

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    1. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Gorges!!! It has always taken me to a very good place.

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  2. The Dan Seals words are just lovely. I am not usually a fan of that kind of music but even the music is pretty nice too! :)

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    1. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Jenny!!! What, no love for Kid Rock?

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  3. I also like the first one, and enjoy the colorful lyrics about a way of life passing into history.

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    1. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Stephen!!! I am really glad you enjoyed this.

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  4. Shouldn't you have posted songs by Green Day today?

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    1. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Ann!!! Hey, I think I have been doing a better job at matching themes to the dates at hand, but after it was too late, a couple of unmatched (so far) songs on the list by Irish bands would have been perfect for today. In all fairness, however, county and western music came from old Scots-Irish folk tunes.

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  5. Good job on this, happy St Patrick's Day

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    1. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Martin!!! Finally some love for Kid Rock?

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    1. Thanks for stopping by, my dear TWG!!! He really surprises me (in a very good way) sometimes.

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  7. I suggest listening to music played properly and then these folks could find a different tune.

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    1. Thanks for stopping by, my dear Adullamite!!! Alas, I know that it is really hard for you to understand, but as I have told you many times before, not everyone loves The Sex Pistols like you do.

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