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[Caruthers]

Robert Earl Keen, Sonoras Death Row Tabs/Chords
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Artist: Keen Jr Robert Earl
Song: Sonoras Death Row
Robert Earl Keen Sheet Music
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Capo at 3rd fret

C Am F C
Me and the boy's we cinched up our saddles and rode to sonora last night
C Am F C
Gun's hanging proud, daring out loud for any one looking to fight
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G
Card cheats and rustlers would run for their holes when the boys from the
old broken O
C Am F C
Rode up and reined on the street that they named Sonora's death row


Mescal is free at Amanda's saloon for the boy's from the old broken O
Saturday nights in the town of Sonora are the best in all Mexico
They've got guitars and trumpets and sweet senoritas who won't want to let
you go
You'd never believe such a gay happy time on the street called Sonora's
death row

Inside Amanda's we was a dancin' with all of Amanda's gals
I won some silver at seven card stud so I was out doin' my pals
But the whiskey and mescal, peso cigars drove me outside for some air
Somebody whispered "Your life or your money", I reached but my gun wasn't there

Break:

I woke up face down in Amanda's back alley aware of the fool I had been
Rushed to my pony, grabbed my Winchester and entered Amanda's again
Where I saw my partners twirling my pistols and throwing my money around
Blinded by anger, I jacked the lever and one of them fell to the ground

Amanda's got silent like night in the desert, my friends stared in pure
disbelief
Amanda was kneeling beside the dead cowboy plainly expressing her grief
And as I bowed my head a trembled shot through me my six-gun was still at
my side
I felt my pockets, there was my money, I fell to my knees and I cried

A nightmare of mescal is all that it was for no one had robbed me at all
I wish I was dreaming the sound of the gallows they're testing just outside
the wall
The mescal's still free at Amanda's saloon for the boy's from the old Broken O
I'd give a ransom to drink there today and be free of Sonora's death row
I'd give a ransom to drink there today and be free of Sonora's death row

[Caruthers]

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Whiskey Trader Song:

My head is worth a fortune and my soul aint worth a damn.

Last Comanche Moon:

I raced the wolf the night the broken arrow fell, I rode the milky way, lost my fortune, for to save the mission bell, hey ho.

[KW Driver]

Robert Earl Keen, Sonoras Death Row Tabs/Chords
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he didn't write it, he covered it on West Textures.

a K. Ferrell wrote it, according to the liner notes.

and from Wiki:

"Sonora’s Death Row" is a story song written by California songwriter Kevin "Blackie" Farrell and published by Drifter Music/Bug Music (BMI), ©1975.[1][2] Recorded covers of the song have been performed by Robert Earl Keen, Leo Kottke, Michael Martin Murphey, Tom Russell, Richard Shindell, Dave Alvin and others. The song was also printed the spring 1995 issue of Sing Out! with the following introduction:
Legendary Texas Ranger and Arizona Border Guard Jeff Milton once described Sonora as a hell and a paradise, Michael Martin Murphy tells us. Blackie Farrell's classic Old West ballad, Murphy says, "captures the dangers implicit in cowboys on a tequila spree.

[Flesh Thorn]

Mm, mmm, mm!
Barack Hussein Obama

He said that all must lend a hand
To make this country strong again
Mmm, mmm, mm!
Barack Hussein Obama

He said we must be fair today
Equal work means equal pay
Mmm, mmm, mm!
Barack Hussein Obama

He said that we must take a stand
To make sure everyone gets a chance
Mmm, mmm, mm!
Barack Hussein Obama

He said red, yellow, black or white
All are equal in his sight
Mmm, mmm, mm!
Barack Hussein Obama

Yes!
Mmm, mmm, mm
Barack Hussein Obama

Song 2:
Hello, Mr. President we honor you today!
For all your great accomplishments, we all doth say "hooray!"

Hooray, Mr. President! You're number one!
The first black American to lead this great nation!

Hooray, Mr. President we honor your great plans
To make this country's economy number one again!

Hooray Mr. President, we're really proud of you!
And we stand for all Americans under the great Red, White, and Blue!

So continue ---- Mr. President we know you'll do the trick
So here's a hearty hip-hooray ----

Hip, hip hooray!
Hip, hip hooray!
Hip, hip hooray!

WTF ?????

[Jenny Lynn]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0B7sH5QLyXY

The pictures on the youtube video (at link above) with this song are amazing, enjoy.

The Mummers' Dance- Loreena McKennitt
When in the springtime of the year
When the trees are crowned with leaves
When the ash and oak, and the birch and yew
Are dressed in ribbons fair

When owls call the breathless moon
In the blue veil of the night
The shadows of the trees appear
Amidst the lantern light

We've been rambling all the night
And some time of this day
Now returning back again
we bring a garland gay

Who will go down to those shady groves
And summon the shadows there
And tie a ribbon on those sheltering arms
In the springtime of the year

The songs of birds seem to fill the wood
That when the fiddler plays
All their voices can be heard
Long past their woodland days

We've been rambling all the night
And some time of this day
Now returning back again
we bring a garland gay

And so they linked their hands and danced
Round in circles and in rows
And so the journey of the night descends
When all the shades are gone

"A garland gay we bring you here
And at your door we stand
It is a sprout well budded out
The work of Our Lord's hand"

We've been rambling all the night
And some time of this day
Now returning back again
we bring a garland gay

[KW Driver]

Sad Songs and Waltzes, WIllie

i'm writing a song all about you.
a true song as real as my tears.
but you've no need to fear it
cause no one will hear it.
sad songs and waltzes aren't selling this year.

i'll tell all about how you cheated.
i'd like for the whole world to hear.
i'd like to get even
with you cause you're leavin'.
but sad songs and waltzes aren't selling this year.

it's a good thing that i'm not a star.
you don't know how lucky you are.
though my record may say it,
no one will play it.
sad songs and waltzes aren't selling this year.

it's a good thing that i'm not a star.
you don't know how lucky you are.
though my record may say it,
no one will play it.
sad songs and waltzes aren't selling this year.

[McD]

This is what I'd want to listen to as I gear up!!

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Lyrics:
ANOTHER MISSION
THE POWERS HAVE CALLED ME AWAY
ANOTHER TIME TO CARRY THE COLORS AGAIN
MY MOTIVATION, AN OATH I’VE SWORN TO DEFEND
TO WIN THE HONOR OF COMING BACK HOME AGAIN
NO EXPLANTION WILL MATTER AFTER WE BEGIN
UNLOCK THE DARK DESTROYER THAT’S BURIED WITHIN
MY TRUE VOCATION, AND NOW MY UNFORTUNATE FRIEND
YOU WILL DISCOVER A WAR YOU’RE UNABLE TO WIN
I’LL HAVE YOU KNOW
THAT I’VE BECOME
(CH)
INDESTRUCTIBLE
DETERMINATION THAT IS INCORRUPTABLE
FROM THE OTHER SIDE
A TERROR TO BEHOLD
ANNIHILATION WILL BE UNAVOIDABLE
EVERY BROKEN ENEMY WILL KNOW,
THAT THIER OPPONENT HAD TO BE INVINCIBLE
TAKE A LAST LOOK AROUND, WHILE YOU’RE ALIVE
I’M AN INDESTRUCTABLE MASTER OF WAR
ANOTHER REASON, ANOTHER CAUSE FOR ME TO FIGHT
ANOTHER FUSE UNCOVERED NOW, FOR ME TO LIGHT
MY DEDICATION, TO ALL THAT I’VE SWORN TO PROTECT
I CARRY OUT MY ORDERS WITHOUT A REGRET
MY DECLARATION, IMBEDDED DEEP UNDER THE SKIN
A PERMANENT REMINDER OF HOW IT BEGAN
NO HESITATION, WHEN I AM COMANNDED TO STRIKE
YOU NEED TO KNOW,
THAT YOU’RE IN FOR THE FIGHT OF YOUR LIFE
YOU WILL BE SHOWN
HOW I’VE BECOME
(CH)
Lyrics by:
Disturbed
Music by:
Disturbed

[Jenny Lynn]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ogCQsj6 ... re=related

Wow Seether does an awesome acoustic cover of a favorite song of mine from the 90's Mad Season's 'River of Deceit'

My pain is self-chosen
At least, so The Prophet says
I could either burn
Or cut off my pride and buy some time
A head full of lies is the weight, tied to my waist

The River of Deceit pulls down, oh oh
The only direction we flow is down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down

My pain is self-chosen
At least I believe it to be
I could either drown
Or pull off my skin and swim to shore
Now I can grow a beautiful shell for all to see

The River of Deceit pulls down, yeah
The only direction we flow is down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down

The pain is self-chosen, yeah
Our pain is self-chosen
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* this song has been playing in my head all week

[another damn texan]

Robert Earl Keen has a lot of songs that I relate to. This is one of my favorites. "Gringo Honeymoon"...

We were standin' on a mountain top
Where the cactus flowers grow
I was wishin' that the world would stop
When you said we'd better go

We took a rowboat 'cross the Rio Grande
Captain Pablo was our giude
For two dollars in a weathered hand
He rowed us to the other side

CHORUS:
And we were dreamin' like the end was not in sight
And we dreamed all afternoon
We asked the world to wait so we could celebrate
A gringo honeymoon

We stepped out onto the golden sand
The sun was high and burning down
Rented donkeys from an old blind man
Saddled up and rode to town

Tied our donkeys to an ironwood tree
By the street where the children play
We walked in the first place we could see
Servin' cold beer in the shade

CHORUS:
We were drinkin' like the end was not in sight
And we drank all afternoon
We asked the world to wait so we could celebrate
A gringo honeymoon

Met a cowboy who said that he
Was running from the DEA
He left a home, a wife, a family
When he made his getaway

We followed him on down a street of dust
To his one room run-down shack
He blew a smoke ring and he smiled at us
I ain't never goin' back

CHORUS:
We were flyin' like the end was not in sight
And we soared all afternoon
We asked the world to wait so we could celebrate
A gringo honeymoon

He said there's one last place that you should go
He took us to the town's best bar
He knew a crusty caballero
Who played an old gut string guitar

And he sang like Marty Robbins could
Played like no one I've known
For a while we knew that life was good
It was ours to take back home

CHORUS:
We were singin' like the end was not in sight
And we sang all afternoon
We asked the world to wait so we could celebrate
A gringo honeymoon

We were standin' on a mountain top
Where the cactus flowers grow
I was wishin' that the world would stop
When you said we'd better go

[Jenny Lynn]

Darn good party song, oldie but a goodie

The Trammps - Disco Inferno Lyrics

Burn baby burn! Burn baby burn! Burn baby burn! Burn baby burn!
Burnin'!

To mass fires, yes! One hundred stories high
People gettin' loose y�all gettin' down on the roof - Do you hear?
(the folks are flaming) Folks were screamin' - out of control
It was so entertainin' - when the boogie started to explode
I heard somebody say

Burn baby burn! - Disco inferno!
Burn baby burn! - Burn that mama down
Burn baby burn! - Disco inferno!
Burn baby burn! - Burn that mama down
Burnin'!

Satisfaction (uhu hu hu) came in the chain reaction
(burnin') I couldn't get enough, (till I had to self-destroy) so I had to
self destruct, (uhu hu hu)
The heat was on (burnin�), rising to the top, huh!
Everybody's goin' strong (uhu hu hu)
And that is when my spark got hot
I heard somebody say

Burn baby burn! - Disco inferno!
Burn baby burn! - Burn that mama down, yoh!
Burn baby burn! - Disco inferno!
Burn baby burn! - Burn that mama down
Burnin'!

Up above my head I hear music in the air - I hear music!
That makes me know there's (somebody) a party somewhere

Satisfaction came in a chain reaction - Do you hear?
I couldn't get enough, so I had to self destruct,
The heat was on, rising to the top
Everybody's goin' strong
That is when my spark got hot
I heard somebody say

Burn baby burn! - Disco inferno! (Aah yeah!)
Burn baby burn! - Burn that mama down
Burn baby burn! - Disco inferno, yeah!
Burn baby burn! - Burn that mama down
Burn baby burn! - Disco inferno! (Aah yeah!)
Burn baby burn! - Burn that mama down
Burn baby burn! - Disco inferno, yeah!
Burn baby burn! - Burn that mama down
Burnin�!

I just can't stop
When(till) my spark gets hot
Just can't stop
When my spark gets hot

Burning, burning, burning, burning...

[KW Driver]

Robert Earl Keen has a lot of songs that I relate to. This is one of my favorites. "Gringo Honeymoon"...

that's probably my favorite of his. but all of Live #2 is excellent.

and one hell of a cool guy. done a couple meet and greets before a couple of shows, and Bill W giving me a pass cause I couldn't get hold of a ticket was the only way I got into a Gruene Hall show with Fred Eaglesmith opening.

and I just found this:

[rgrokelley]

I’ve got the reach and the teeth of a killin’ machine, with a need to bleed you when the light goes green,
best believe, I’m in a zone to be, from my Yin to my Yang to my Yang Tze. Put a
grin on my chin when you come to me, ‘cuz I’ll win, I’m a one-of-a-kind and I’ll bring death
to the place you’re about to be: another river of blood runnin’ under my feet.

Forged in a fire lit long ago, stand next to me, you’ll never stand alone. I’m
last to leave, but the first to go, Lord, make me dead before you make me old. I
feed on the fear of the devil inside of the enemy faces in my sights:
aim with the hand, shoot with the mind, kill with a heart like arctic ice

I am a soldier and I’m marching on, I am a warrior and this is my song

I bask in the glow of the rising war, lay waste to the ground of an enemy shore,
wade through the blood spilled on the floor, and if another one stands I’ll kill some more.
Bullet in the breach and a fire in me, like a cigarette thrown to gasoline,
if death don’t bring you fear, I swear, you’ll fear these marchin’ feet.

Come to the nightmare, come to me, deep down in the dark where the devil be, in the
maw with the jaws and the razor teeth, where the brimstone burns and the angel weeps.
Call to the gods if I cross your path and my silhouette hangs like a body bag;
hope is a moment now long past, the shadow of death is the one I cast.

I am a soldier and I’m marching on, I am a warrior and this is my song
My eyes are steel and my gaze is long, I am a warrior and this is my song

Now I live
lean and I mean to inflict the grief, and the least of me's still out of your reach. The
killing machine’s gonna do the deed, until the river runs dry and my last breath leaves.
Chin in the air with a head held high, I’ll stand in the path of the enemy line.
Feel no fear, know my pride: for God and Country I’ll end your life.

I am a soldier and I’m marching on, I am a warrior and this is my song
My eyes are steel and my gaze is long, I am a warrior and this is my song

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