Posts Tagged ‘lyrics’
January 2, 2015
She’s the kind we gotta watch
Time to take her down a notch
Keeping folks where they belong
Is what makes the village strong
Gossip rumor innuendo
Whisper slander hearsay
Slurs and lies and defamation
Character assassination
Violators gotta pay
The village has to spank her
Words are like an anchor
We police ourselves with hate
Like a bucket full of bait
Gossip rumor innuendo
Whisper slander hearsay
Slurs and lies and defamation
Character assassination
Violators gotta pay
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, crab mentality, haters, lyrics
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December 26, 2014
Seems like every time I look at
Some Eastern magazine
Another California-Hater’s
Blowing smoke out of his spleen
They hate us for our happy
They hate our smiling gleam
All those people pissing
On our California Dream
Cheering drought and earthquake
Feeding on their scorn
California-Haters
Watch the news like porn
Huddled by their heaters
I can almost hear them scream
All those people pissing
On our California Dream
Baited by our beaches
Folks come from all around
Y’all stop by; you’re sure to find
Someone from your hometown
They hate us for our sunshine
They hate our happenin scene
All those people pissing
On our California Dream
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:California, California Haters, country music, Country Music Lyrics, haters, lyrics
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December 10, 2014
I’m a rough and tumble cowboy
In a civilized time
My boots are gonna ramble
Till the end of the line
I’ll never be humble
And I’ll never be tame
A man’s gotta rumble
And play his own game
Won’t live a life
That lingers
Till the coals are dust
Always quit the casino
Before I hit bust
Won’t swap my tomorrow
For yesterday
It’s better to burst
Than ripple away
Gotta live in the sunshine
If I wanna survive
I’ll never be yoked
To your nine-to-five
Pity the fool
Who tries to fence me in
I ain’t gonna go
Where I already been
Won’t live a life
That lingers
Till the coals are dust
Always quit the casino
Before I hit bust
Won’t swap my tomorrow
For yesterday
It’s better to burst
Than ripple away
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, cowboys, lyrics, manhood
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November 28, 2014
My friends at the bar
Are a bunch of crazy boozers
I love em like brothers
But they’re such a load of losers
Lazy, stupid, welfare-cheating
Mother-mooching scum
I like to take a drink
But I ain’t no bum
I ain’t a drunk
I just like to play
I ain’t a drunk
I go to work every day
I don’t even keep
No booze in my home
I ain’t a drunk
Cuz I never drink alone
That cop who pulled me over
Was way outta line
I wasn’t really drinking
Just a little wine
I had a big meal
I was driving fine
My B-A-C was only
One point nine
I ain’t a drunk
I just like to play
I ain’t a drunk
I go to work every day
I don’t even keep
No booze in my home
I ain’t a drunk
Cuz I never drink alone
My whiny kids
And my self-righteous wife
Are really jealous
Of my freewheeling life
They asked me to quit
But they ain’t my boss
If they wanna move out
It’ll be their loss
I ain’t a drunk
I just like to play
I ain’t a drunk
I go to work every day
I don’t even keep
No booze in my home
I ain’t a drunk
Cuz I never drink alone
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:Alcoholism, country music, Country Music Lyrics, denial, lyrics
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November 25, 2014
Everyone remembers
You were such a crazy kid
I know you want to tell her
“Don’t do the things I did”
She gets to live her own life
And make her own mistakes
She’s gotta blow off some steam
Before she puts on the brakes
Since taking her first steps
She’s been falling on her rear
She’s getting smarter every day
She’s getting bolder every year
She gets to live her own life
And make her own mistakes
She’s gotta blow off some steam
Before she puts on the brakes
That’s the way it’s gotta go
You can stomp and you can yell
If you love her let her be
I know it hurts like hell
She gets to live her own life
And make her own mistakes
She’s gotta blow off some steam
Before she puts on the brakes
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, lyrics, parenthood
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November 17, 2014
You won’t find it
On the web
You won’t find it
At the mall
You won’t find it
Up her dress
There ain’t
No one to call
Ain’t nobody out there
To tell you
Who you are
So cast down your bucket
Right where you are
The planets won’t
Tell you
You can’t see it
In the stars
You won’t find it
In a pill
You won’t find it
At the bar
Ain’t nobody out there
To tell you
Who you are
So cast down your bucket
Right where you are
You can ask
Your pastor
You can hire yourself
A shrink
Five hundred bucks
An hour
Won’t tell you
What you think
Ain’t nobody out there
To tell you
Who you are
So cast down your bucket
Right where you are
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, lyrics
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November 15, 2014
Got a million ills to feed on
Need a bartender to bleed on
Livin in a lovin
Gone wrong song
I always gotta
Be the wrong one
Better mix me up
A strong one
I don’t deserve another chance, Stan
Couldn’t keep it in my pants, Man
Livin in a lovin
Gone wrong song
I always gotta be
The wrong one
Better mix me up
A strong one
Doctors say I got a sick head
Cuz I’m always such a dickhead
Livin in a lovin
Gone wrong song
I always gotta be
The wrong one
Better mix me up
A strong one
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, love songs, lyrics, sad songs
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November 7, 2014
Y’all some
Wine-sippin,
God-hatin,
Tree-huggin,
Baby-killin
Tofu eaters
Hopeless heathen wife-cheaters
Yellow-bellied troop-defeaters
I can tell you who you are
Just by lookin at your car
And the clothes that you wear
And the way you cut your hair
Y’all some
Truck-drivin,
Gun-clingin,
Choir-singin,
Beer-guzzlin
Boo-boo raisers
Redneck mobile home appraisers
Happy when you’re meltin glaciers
I just look at you and shrug
It’s so easy to be smug
We can fuss and fight all day
While they send our jobs away
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:Blue State, country music, Country Music Lyrics, Humor, liars, lyrics, Red State
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November 1, 2014
I like ’em rich and slightly gray
I thought she was the perfect prey
Just when I thought I had it made
I got punked and she got played
I didn’t know when to be afraid
I maxed her cards and sold her jade
But I couldn’t finish my charade
I got punked and she got played
She treated help like galley slaves
My work was like a small crusade
But when she caught me with the maid
I got punked and she got played
My best laid plans didn’t go so well
Now she’s in jail and I’m in hell
She sure knew how to work that blade
I got punked and she got played
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, gigolos, Humor, liars, lyrics
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