Posts Tagged ‘lyrics’
September 6, 2014
I heard a politician
His tongue was made of gold
He whetted all my wishin
What a tale he told
But once he got elected
He didn’t change a thing
His words were all infected
But Lord that man could sing
A honey-drippin phrase
Just puts me in a daze
I’m blinded by my ears
Every time I hear
A phony-talking sneak
It always leaves me weak
A man came from the city
What a song he sung
He made me feel so pretty
He made me feel so young
Now my soul is scarred
From all the things he did
He maxed out all my cards
And left me with a kid
A honey-drippin phrase
Just puts me in a daze
I’m blinded by my ears
Every time I hear
A phony-talking sneak
It always leaves me weak
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, liars, lyrics, politicians, sneaks
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August 21, 2014
When I see two people happy
I start to scheme and plan
I’ve always got a hunger
For somebody else’s man
If he’s good enough for you
He’d be better for me
You’d better hold on to your man
Or he’ll be my property
He’s charming and he’s handsome
He’s difficult to get
I‘ve had eleven like him
I’m collecting the whole set
If he’s good enough for you
He’d be better for me
You’d better hold on to your man
Or he’ll be my property
He’s muscular and tall
And he drives a German car
My life is a movie
And I’m making him a star
If he’s good enough for you
He’d be better for me
You’d better hold on to your man
Or he’ll be my property
I’ll have him, I’ll discard him
I’ll find another mate
Vittles look so tasty
When they’re on a different plate
If he’s good enough for you
He’d be better for me
You’d better hold on to your man
Or he’ll be my property
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, lyrics
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July 20, 2014
Teacher says my kid is bad
Pinching girls and punching boys
Says he’s quite the lively lad
Busting heads and breaking toys
I gotta raise the feller right
I can’t tolerate no sass
Every time the school calls
I always beat his little ass
He must’ve got that from his friends
Or else he seen it on tv
He didn’t learn that stuff from me
This is a sick society
Police got my boy downtown
For smashing glass and taking beer
I guess I’ll get another round
Before I sneak on outta here
I’m ashamed that he’s my son
That ain’t the way that he was taught
We all like to have our fun
But only idiots get caught
He must’ve got that from his friends
Or else he seen it on tv
He didn’t learn that stuff from me
This is a sick society
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:Alcoholism, country music, Country Music Lyrics, denial, hypocrisy, lyrics
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July 6, 2014
You can’t fill up on happy
By drinking twenty beers
Or eating cotton candy
Till it comes out your ears
Happy don’t yield dividends
When you pursue it as an end
Happy is the residue
Of all the worthwhile things we do
The need to know that nibbles
And asks us who we are
Won’t be sated by garages
With fifty-seven cars
Happy don’t yield dividends
When you pursue it as an end
Happy is the residue
Of all the worthwhile things we do
Find yourself a project
And plug, plug, plug away
Make a little progress
And show up every day
Happy don’t yield dividends
When you pursue it as an end
Happy is the residue
Of all the worthwhile things we do
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, happiness, happy, lyrics
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July 2, 2014
Wheel of fortune
Rollin on
My dreams
Gets me so exasperated
Deeds and outcomes
Ain’t related
Sooner or later
Life’ll kick you
In the ass
No one is immune
Nobody
Gets a pass
Everybody got a reason
To be angry
But angry
Won’t feed your chickens
Angry hurts
And angry sickens
Sooner or later
Life’ll kick you
In the ass
No one is immune
Nobody
Gets a pass
Just try to do
Your best
Cuz fickle
Fate don’t give a damn
So cherish what
Is beautiful
And take it like a man
Sooner or later
Life’ll kick you
In the ass
No one is immune
Nobody
Gets a pass
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, fate, lyrics, wheel of fortune
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June 20, 2014
Got money in my pants
Got a shiny new car
Got tickets to a dance
Got a seat at the bar
Got everything I earned
From all the work I do
But I never ever learned
That I just needed you
I’m a boat without a sail
I’m a light without a lamp
I’m a letter in the mail
That ain’t got no stamp
I’m a fool without a plan
Darling, can’t you understand?
I’m a rinky dink shadow
Of a man
I’m tearing up the town
I’m breaking all the rules
And I’m rollin all around
With a mighty bunch of fools
Got all my crazy pals
Got a million things to do
Got a thousand horny gals
But I just need you
I’m a boat without a sail
I’m a light without a lamp
I’m a letter in the mail
That ain’t got no stamp
I’m a fool without a plan
Darling, can’t you understand?
I’m a rinky dink shadow
Of a man
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, losers, love songs, lyrics, sad songs
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June 8, 2014
—Throw down the mattock and dance while you can.
W.H. Auden
Life pushes “Play”
We get a dance
We can shimmy
We will slip
We don’t get a
Second chance
It’s a one-way trip
I took a road
It got me here
A stack of choices
Make a man
Don’t make no sense
To shed no tears
Here is who I am
My life’s been good
And it’s been bad
But it’s the only
One I get
It would be stupid
And so sad
To waste it with regret
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, lyrics, regret, W.H. Auden
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June 5, 2014
escaping
pain and pity
i lit out
for the city
and ran
away from home
sometimes a body
gotta roam
I just wanted to be free
Thought I had to make a mark
But this city ain’t for me
Flying home in the dark
enchanted
by the light
i didn’t foresee
an endless night
had enough of
snow and ice
going back where
folks are nice
Won’t you please deliver me
From all the jackals and the sharks
Lord knows this city ain’t for me
Flying home in the dark
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, lyrics, the other side of nowhere
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May 28, 2014
You can send a man to war
Make him watch his buddies die
Don’t even say what they died for
You can even make him cry
You can cut all his rations
Down to the nitty-gritty
But the last thing a man wants
Is pity
You can send his job away
Cut his salary in half
You can abuse him every day
You can have yourself a laugh
You can take away his home
And brutalize his city
But the last thing a man wants
Is pity
Take the country that he loves
And starve it half to death
You can give his heart a shove
You can steal his dying breath
You can trample on his pride
And make his whole world shitty
But the last thing a man wants
Is pity
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, lyrics, manhood, pride, War
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May 21, 2014
I met a man
Who laid some bricks
He knew about
A million tricks
The people loved
His fancy streets
But I prefer
The grey concrete
Don’t wanna hear about the things you did
Don’t bother me if you got stuff to share
Everything that I don’t like is stupid
Don’t waste my time. I really just don’t care
I met a man who
Who looked at stars
And tried to guess
Just what they are
But that didn’t do
A thing for me
Or take me where
I wanna be
Don’t wanna hear about the things you did
Don’t bother me if you got stuff to share
Everything that I don’t like is stupid
Don’t waste my time. I really just don’t care
A gal I knew
Was brave and free
Embraced life with
Vitality
Did not take much
Sense to see
She was not the
One for me
Don’t wanna hear about the things you did
Don’t bother me if you got stuff to share
Everything that I don’t like is stupid
Don’t waste my time. I really just don’t care
by Richard W. Bray
Tags:country music, Country Music Lyrics, losers, lyrics
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