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March 21, 2018
A million bloody teardrops
Drying out my soul
A thousand days without you
Ain’t no bottom of the hole
The only thing I have
Is nothing
The only thing I did
Was injure you
The only thing I feel
Is empty
Cuz you’re the only one
Who loved me true
I only know tomorrow
Will be sadder than today
I know I had it all
And I let it slip away
The only thing I have
Is freedom
The only thing I want
Is me and you
The only thing I do
Is break things
The only thing I know
Is I love you
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, losers, love songs, lyrics, sad songs
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March 17, 2018
As soon as someone
Leaves the room
Scoundrels screech
And bark
Like hyenas
Hide all day
And come out
After dark
Yapper-snappin
Judgement-crappin
Jibber-jabbin clowns
Talkin loads of smack
About the folks
Who ain’t around
Distortion and
Deception
Are your
Stock-in-trade
Your best friend
Turns his back
And you get
Out your blade
Yapper-snappin
Judgement-crappin
Jibber-jabbin clowns
Talkin loads of smack
About the folks
Who ain’t around
A dread disease
Grows in your soul
Spewing
Hate and bile
Cold deception
Hides the beast
That lives behind
Your smile
Yapper-snappin
Judgement-crappin
Jibber-jabbin clowns
Talkin loads of smack
About the folks
Who ain’t around
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, losers, lyrics
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March 14, 2018
Long ago and far away
I wasn’t very nice
Did a lot of ugly things
And paid a gruesome price
Beat my chest and banged my drum
Ready for a fight
Split some heads and ate some fists
Threw my anger left and right
Tough guy tried to swing on me
I punched him in the head
He landed on the concrete
And now that man is dead
Judge called me a loser
And a menace to the town
The world would be much better
Without your type around
Banged my soul against a wall
For twenty years inside
Then one day I read a book
It woke me up inside
The man I killed and guys like me
Are trash you throw away
When we kill each other
We really make your day
The man I killed is haunting me
And waiting at the door
I honor him by loving strays
And comforting the poor
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, lyrics, prison
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March 8, 2018
Yes, and how many years can some people exist
Before they’re allowed to be free
—Bob Dylan
you force yourself on others
your power breeds abuse
coercing our submission
you lit a righteous fuse
one little push
and the wall comes down
after keeping us back
and holding us down
you’d sell your mother’s soul
you’d steal a beggar’s breath
trampling on the poor
making money offa death
one little push
and the wall comes down
after keeping us back
and holding us down
trafficking in bullets
making nations bleed
our blood will feed the soil
you tried to bury us like seeds
one little push
and the wall comes down
after keeping us back
and holding us down
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, los ladrones que mandan, lyrics
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February 28, 2018
Never said she was married
I didn’t see a ring
When Blue started barking
I picked up my things
Found myself staring
At a mighty big knife
Blue bit his ankle
And we ran for our life
Time to move along now
Alabama Blue
This no-good town
Ain’t fit for me and you
They’ll be pretty girls for me
And some new smells for you
Time to move along now
Alabama Blue
Honeys kept me busy
I was cuttin’ a rug
Honkytonk hero
Happy hittin’ a jug
Seven hundred dollars
Is a mighty big bill
Me and Blue skedaddled
Made it over the hill
Time to move along now
Alabama Blue
This no-good town
Ain’t fit for me and you
They’ll be pretty girls for me
And some new smells for you
Time to move along now
Alabama Blue
Never meant no trouble
Don’t wanna hurt no one
I’m not a bad feller
But I do love my fun
Never met nobody
Better than Blue
The finest amigo
That a man ever knew
Time to move along now
Alabama Blue
This no-good town
Ain’t fit for me and you
They’ll be pretty girls for me
And some new smells for you
Time to move along now
Alabama Blue
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, lyrics, Mike Savad
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February 25, 2018
But, scarce observed, the knowing and the bold
Fall in the gen’ral massacre of gold;
Wide-wasting pest! that rages unconfin’d,
And crowds with crimes the records of mankind
For gold his sword the hireling ruffian draws,
For gold the hireling judge distorts the laws;
—Samuel Johnson, The Tenth Satire of Juvenal, Imitated
The rich everyday exhort a part of their daily allowance from the poor
not only by private fraud but by public law
—Thomas More, Utopia
Los ladrones que mandan
The thieves who always win
Extracting every dollar
From misery and sin
When tyrants, kings and pirates
Lay the land to waste
Los ladrones que mandan
Will always get their taste
Tax you, fine you, frame you
Guilty any way you plea
Los ladrones que mandan
Lock you up for living free
Ain’t no way to ever reckon
How much they really stole
Los ladrones que mandan
Crush you body, crush your soul
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, los ladrones que mandan, lyrics
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February 23, 2018
The factories are empty
And cities waste away
Leaders sell us out for cash
And tell us all to pray
The churches are deserted
The schools are falling down
We got abandoned buildings
People sleeping on the ground
We got hurt and hate and war
We got pills that waste your soul
They serve us bombs and bullets
We’re just trying to get whole
They hollowed out our country
And left an empty shell
They got thirty bits of silver
I hope they spend it well
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, los ladrones que mandan, lyrics, neoliberalism
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February 17, 2018
As one goes through life one learns that if you don’t paddle your own canoe, you don’t move.
—Katherine Hepburn
Life keeps
Coming at you
And you wonder
What to do
You know
I wanna help
And I’m always
Here for you
But I can’t paddle
Your canoe
I can sit
And I can listen
Till morning’s
Wet with dew
I can even talk
If you want
My point of view
But I can’t paddle
Your canoe
I can love you
I can feed you
Hold your hand
And tie your shoe
I hope you
Always know
I got a million
Hugs for you
But I can’t paddle
Your canoe
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, Katherine Hepburn, lyrics, Rich Thistle
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February 12, 2018
People looking at you
Cuz they wanna see themself
Listening to advice
Is gonna ruin your mental health
Don’t let nobody tell ya
Who you’re sposed to be
Try to please the people
And you’ll never be free
Ain’t no one alive
To tell ya what you’re all about
Listening to advice
Is gonna turn you inside out
Don’t let nobody tell ya
Who you’re sposed to be
Try to please the people
And you’ll never be free
You’re the only person
Inside you from the start
You’re the only one
Who knows what’s living in your heart
Don’t let nobody tell ya
Who you’re sposed to be
Try to please the people
And you’ll never be free
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, lyrics
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