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April 16, 2011
As Long as Babies Cry
Now I was workin’ out
At my local gym
With my buddies: Paco,
Chester, Dave and Slim
That was when I noticed
And I ain’t tellin’ lies
The world’s greatest beauty
Right before my eyes
So I sauntered over
And mustered up my charm
I approached her sideways
Showin’ off my massive arm
I said, “Now hey there darlin’
Hows about you and me
Get together Friday evening
For some dinner and tv?”
As long as babies cry
You’ll never be my guy
As long as skies are blue
I’ll live life without you
And now our story ends
Please go back to your friends
Now I was never one
To give up that easy
I’m such an awesome guy
My friends call me “Cool Breezy”
And as luck would have it
Another fine young beauty
Was doin’ her thigh crunchers
So I walked up to that cutie
I said “I know your legs are tired
From runnin’ through my brain
But if I don’t get your number
I might just go insane”
As long as babies cry
You’ll never be my guy
As long as skies are blue
I’ll live life without you
And now our story ends
Please go back to your friends
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, Humor, lyrics, rejection, working out
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March 15, 2011
Blowing up Babies
We’re lost and we’re angry
We ain’t got no plan
And we’re blowing up babies in Afghanistan
Things are falling apart
All across the land
We’re still blowing up babies in Afghanistan
Only fools wanna mess
With festering clans
Let’s stop blowing up babies in Afghanistan
When’d we all get so stupid?
I can’t understand
Why we’re blowing up babies in Afghanistan
Soldiers sign up
To protect the homeland
We make ’em blow up the babies in Afghanistan
We need our leader
To be a man
And stop blowing up babies in Afghanistan
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, lyrics, unhealthy for children and other living things, War
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February 26, 2011
Neglect
My fire used to burn when it was stoked
Never cleaned the chimney; house full of smoke
Creosote ain’t no kinda joke
Time to fix my bike; tighten every spoke
My dog used to love me till today
I ran outta food; guess he run away
I go to the park; no one to play
Canine nutrition; important every day
My friends came over every night
Didn’t pay my bill; turned off all my lights
Now my possessions; completely outta’ sight
Much misery for a simple oversight
My mother used to feed me every day
Then I grew up; she made me move away
Fast food and frozen dinners; really not okay
Learn how to cook before going on your way
A maid used to come and clean my place
Till it got so messy; simply a disgrace
Everyone says I’m a basket case
That housekeeper can never be replaced
My uncle used to help me fix my car
I never checked my oil; won’t make it too far
I’m filling all the skies; smoke, soot and tar
Check those fluids; be a highway star
Neglect used to be my middle name
Caused so much trouble; had to change my game
First thing I did; accept all blame
Ignoring all my problems; just too lame
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, licken good and fried, lyrics, neglect
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December 24, 2010
Cruel Crazy World
I go out each day
Confronting
Hazards and constraints
I bear it all
So joyfully
Without any complaints:
Traffic jams, mudslides, maniacs, bug bites
Derelicts, hurricanes, potholes, red lights
Pranksters, liars, idiots, road crews
Bad news, salesmen, rain delays and dog doo
Frustrated road-ragers, terrorists, and tidal waves
Lunatic zombies climbing right up out their graves
Bad coffee, typhoons, forty-car pile-ups
Degenerate freaks and unrequested dial-ups
Backfires, flat tires, insolent creeps
Nattering nitwits boring me to sleep
Seedy backstreet sideshow demons
And everyone is always scheming
I come home to you
And you hug
The pain away
Ready and refreshed
I’ll face
Another blessed day
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, cruel crazy world, love songs, lyrics
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December 8, 2010
Bleary Blob of Blue
Time is just a concept
And I am just a fool
And the last fourteen hours
Are just a bleary blob of blue
I think I lost my girlfriend
I think I lost my mind
I know I lost my dinner
I can’t find my behind
I think I lost employment
I know they took my car
I lost everything that matters
When I stepped inside that bar
I’m overcome with sickness
My brain’s a filthy stew
I cannot stop these tremors
And my body feels like goo
I think I lost my girlfriend
I think I lost my mind
I know I lost my dinner
I can’t find my behind
I think I lost employment
I know they took my car
I lost everything that matters
When I stepped inside that bar
This county holding pen is
Just as cold as I am dry
Right now I need to rally
Just to find the strength to die
I think I lost my girlfriend
I think I lost my mind
I know I lost my dinner
I can’t find my behind
I think I lost employment
I know they took my car
I lost everything that matters
When I stepped inside that bar
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:Alcoholism, country music, Country Music Lyrics, drunk tanx, lyrics
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December 6, 2010
Parkwood to Rosewood
I met a gal from Fresno
Drivin’ down the line
Drinkin’, Dancin’, Motel Rooms
We had ourselves a time
But I got misdirected
She just walked away
An’ I been clawing my way back
Across the USA
Parkwood to Rosewood
To Kenwood to Pine
Gotta find my baby
And see her one more time
Cedar to Maple
To Dogwood to Vine
I’ll do whatever it takes
To make that woman mine
I rumble round America
One city at a time
Truckstops, bars and diners
Someday I will find
That gal who made
My whole world sing
I got to make her mine
Parkwood to Rosewood
To Kenwood to Pine
Gotta find my baby
And see her one more time
Cedar to Maple
To Dogwood to Vine
I’ll do whatever it takes
To make that woman mine
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, lyrics, roads, truck driving man
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November 22, 2010
Stupidity Shows
Had a lovely time at Larry’s
Till they turned on the tv
We spent the evening watching morons
With their phony rivalries
Grownups trading insults
Like they’re still in jr. high
Silly self-indulgence
Fifteen minutes passes by…
Read a book,
Chop some wood
Or take yourself a walk
Anything is better
Than hearing losers squawk
Ride a bike,
Brew some tea
Or dream yourself a dream
And miss those morons eating bugs
To beat the other team
Hug your kid,
Go to church
Or fix yourself some grits
Don’t waste your precious life
Watching losers pitching fits
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, lyrics, reality tv
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October 26, 2010
My life’s in shambles
Brass tacks and brambles
Rumblin’ around in my heart
I’m losing my balance
And drinking up gallons
Since you and me been apart
I’m stuck in my bed
I done lost my head
My get-up-and-go fell apart
I’m hazy and dazy
Wayward and crazy
I really ain’t actin’ too smart
I’m busting up bars
And crashing my car
It’s time for rehab to start
My life’s in shambles
Brass tacks and brambles
Rumblin’ around in my heart
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:Alcoholism, country music, Country Music Lyrics, heartbreak, lyrics
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