Im A Weeping Child

The Outlaw

Sad and lonely sitting in a bar feeling sorry

Nursing My Whisky

He's Gone Again

An Old Man Cries

Make Me Wanna Stay

Banjo Dreams

The Wrong Side

Keep Walking

A Song about a lonely old retiring Cowboy

I'll hang up my bridle and Jangerling spurs.
Fold my bandana that used to be hers.
Oil my old saddle that served me a time.
Thats all an old cowboy can do.

I'll turn out the gelding to laze by the stream.
In tall fields of clover, get lost in his dreams.
The long horns are calling its time to go home.
Thats all an old cowboy can do.

Chorus
So boil up some coffee and cook me some beans.
The  sunsets as good as Ive ever seen.
Lay out my bedroll beneath those sweet stars.
That's all an old cowboy can do.


So if you're a cowboy, there's work here to do.
Shine up those spurs and make them look new.
Pick up your saddle and muster the bay.
Theres work for a young cowboy to do.


Chorus
So boil up some coffee and cook me some beans.
The  sunsets as good as Ive ever seen.
Lay out my bedroll beneath those sweet stars.
That's all an old cowboy can do.




                              Whistle x 3
I'll hang up my bridle and Jangerling spurs.
Fold my bandana that used to be hers.
Oil my old saddle that served me a time.
Thats all an old cowboy can do.

Thats all an old cowboy can do.
Thats all an old cowboy can do.

Hung Up The Bridle

Hangup The Bridle

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While In My Coma

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