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lonesome valley
01:46
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(this is an old folk song, not mine.
i first heard it through woody guthrie.)
you gotta walk that lonesome valley,
you gotta walk it by yourself,
nobody here can walk it for you,
you gotta walk it by yourself.
youve gotta sleep in a lonesome graveyard
youve gotta sleep there by yourself
nobody here can sleep there for you
youve gotta sleep there by yourself
theres a road thatll take you to glory
through a valley not far away
nobody here can go there for you
they can only point the way
you gotta walk that lonesome valley,
you gotta walk it by yourself,
nobody here can walk it for you,
you gotta walk it by yourself.
mama and daddy love you dearly,
Sister does and brother, too,
They may beg you to go with them,
But they cannot go for you.
you gotta walk that lonesome valley,
you gotta walk it by yourself,
nobody here can walk it for you,
you gotta walk it by yourself.
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your love tomorrow
01:32
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looking for new ways to say i’m a ramblin man
a cowboy, but the lonesome kind
looking for new ways to say that this life is hard
i miss you, but i’m doing fine
but this ramblin man don’t want to ramble no more
call me home and i will follow
i’ll spend nights just sittin by the phone
waitin for your love tomorrow
oh, outlaw, put down your guns for now
just come sit and drink with me
i could use some friends who understand
and if you don’t, there’s always whiskey
cause this ramblin man don’t want to ramble no more
call me home and i will follow
i’ll spend nights just spent sittin by the phone
and waitin for your love tomorrow
oh, this ramblin man don’t want to ramble no more
call me home and i will follow
i’ll spend nights just spent sittin by the phone
and waitin for your love tomorrow
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cover of waylon jennings and willie nelson
Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold
They'd rather give you a song then diamonds or gold
Lonestar belt buckles and old faded Levi's and each night begins a new day
If you don't understand him and he don't die young
He'll probably just ride away
Mamas' don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Don't let 'em pick guitars or drive them old trucks
Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mamas' don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
'Cause they'll never stay home and they're always alone
Even with someone they love
Cowboys like smokey old pool rooms and clear mountain mornings
Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night
Them that don't know him won't like him
And them that do sometimes won't know how to take him
He ain't wrong he's just different
But his pride won't let him do things to make you think he's right
Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks
Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mama don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
'Cause they'll never stay home and they're always alone
Even with someone they love
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big iron
02:43
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Hardly Flesh Baltimore, Maryland
he/they art student and singer-songwriter, babey. contains multitudes.
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