The Lonesome Lonestar Blues (122)

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I've been on the road too long ...
Smoke-filled dance halls and too much booze.
I'd rather be in Austin;
'Got those lonesome Lonestar blues.

I've been all around the world,
Runnin' hard and partyin' some.
From time to time I miss home ...
Yeah, Austin, that's where I'm from.

Austin, my dear old Austin ...
'Gotta get back home pretty soon.
Longhorn cattle, Lonestar pride,
Wide Texas sky, big round moon.

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© Copyright 2010. All rights reserved.
Truman T. Tiger aka Richard H. Schaefer
Inspired by Willie Nelson.

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No, I Haven't Shed Any Tears (121)

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I don't wanna see you leave, babe;
Hate to see you walk out that door.
Don't let the screen door hit your back side
If' you don't love me anymore!

'Don't really care who's right or wrong;
I ain't gonna beg you to stay.
'Just gonna help you pack up all your stuff,
So that you can be on your way!

Slam bam and out the door you went;
And now you've been gone five long years.
I can still hear that screen door slam today,
But I haven't shed any tears.

Oh yeah, out that screen door you went;
And it's been five long, lonely years.
I can stll hear that loud slam bam today,
But I haven't shed any tears.

No, I haven't shed any tears.
No, I haven't shed any tears.
I can still hear that screen door slam today,
But I haven't shed any tears.

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© Copyright 2010. All rights reserved.
Truman T. Tiger aka Richard H. Schaefer
Inspired by 'SolarPowered's blog
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Free Fallin' In Love With You (120)

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Free fallin'
In love with you.
Head over heels,
I'm so much in love with you.

Free fallin'
In love with you.
The things you say,
The little things that you do.

Free fallin',
I'm free fallin'.
Just fallin' and fallin',
So much in love with you!

Free fallin',
Oh yeah baby!
Now can't you see
Just what you're doin' to me?

Free fallin',
Don't have a clue.
I've lost control,
Free fallin' in love with you.

Free fallin',
I'm free fallin'.
Just fallin' and fallin',
So much in love with you!

Free fallin',
Yeah I'm free fallin'.
Just fallin' and fallin',
So much in love with you!

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© Copyright 2010.  All rights reserved.
Truman T. Tiger aka Richard H. Schaefer
Inspired by the strange sense of "falling uncontrollably"
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Reckon She Left Just To See If I'd Follow (119)

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Well, she went and left me last night,
But she didn't really need to go.
I reckon maybe she left
Just to see if I'd follow.

Bull-headed, stubborn as a mule,
She's always had a fiery temper .
I've 'bout had a belly full
Of her God awful manners.

Yeah, she went and left me last night, 
But she didn't really need to go.
I reckon maybe she left
Just to see if I'd follow.

Well, I'm gonna change the door locks
The first thing come tomorrow mornin'.
That'll teach her a lesson
Not to run away stormin'.

Yeah, she ran out on me last night, 
But she didn't really need to go.
I reckon maybe she left
Just to see if I'd follow.

Well, I could've run after her;
Some say I should've and some say not.
Now I'm sittin' here all alone
Just wishin' we hadn't fought.

Yeah, she went and left me last night, 
But she didn't really need to go.
I reckon maybe she left
Just to see if I'd follow.

Oh yeah, I reckon she left
Just to see if I'd follow.

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© Copyright 2010.  All rights reserved.
Truman T. Tiger aka Richard H. Schaefer
Inspired by one of life's "unfortunate experiences"

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Comin' Back Home Again (118)

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Those old Missouri hills
They keep callin' me back.
Those shaded hollows
And sun bathed oak tree tops.

Those cool clear country streams
I fished as a small boy.
Warm rays of the sun
And cool summer raindrops.

'Left many years ago
But now I'm comin' back.
Old familiar scenes
And warm friendly faces.

In a big rush to leave,
Not good enough back then.
Funny thing happened;
Now 'tis the only place.

Oh yeah, I'm comin' back
To the place I was born.
Yeah, I'm comin' home,
Comin' back home again!

Missouri country boy,
Reckon I'll always be.
I left Missouri;
Missouri ne'er left me.

Long-lastin' warm mem'ries
Of a much simpler time.
Still a country boy,
Reckon I'll always be.

Oh yeah, I'm comin' back
To the place I was born.
Yeah, I'm comin' home,
Comin' back home again!

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© Copyright 2010.  All rights reserved.
Truman T. Tiger aka Richard H. Schaefer
Inspired by Dave and Jason Hicks

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Three Fingers of Yellowstone (117)

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Three fingers of Yellowstone
Hasn't killed the pain tonight.
It hasn't chased away the blues
Like I had hoped it might.

I ain't got nowhere to go;
It's been a tiresome long day.
One more night in a smokey bar,
Wasting my life away.

Give me one more, Mr. Bartender,
Three fingers of Yellowstone.
Ya' see Mr. Bartender, I just hate
Bein' here all alone.

Three fingers of Yellowstone
Hasn't killed the pain tonight.
It hasn't chased away the blues
Like I had hoped it might.

Three fingers of Yellowstone,
A dash or two of bitters.
Be my friend and lift my spirits;
Calm my shaky jitters.

Smooth and mellow Yellowstone,
Help me make it through the night.
She's gone and left me once again;
Yeah, we had another fight.

Three fingers of Yellowstone
Hasn't killed the pain tonight.
It hasn't chased away the blues
Like I had hoped it might.

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© Copyright 2009.  All rights reserved.
Truman T. Tiger aka Richard H. Schaefer
Inspired by Willie Nelson

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Another Cotton-Mouth Mornin' (116)

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*twangy strums from Willie Nelson's old beat-up guitar*

'Woke up this Kentucky mornin';
I was feelin' pretty damned low.
My stomach was really a churnin',
And my friggin' head hurt me so!

Need a bucket o' ice water!
Another cotton-mouth mornin'!
Yeah, I'm afraid it's another
Head-splittin', cotton-mouth mornin'!

*more twangin' from Willie's guitar*

First light of mornin' now showin'
Dimly through the window curtains.
But when she rolled o'er against me,
Who she was I wasn't certain.

Need a bucket o' ice water!
Another cotton-mouth mornin'!
Yeah, I'm afraid it's another
Head-splittin', cotton-mouth mornin'!

*more twangin' from Willie's guitar*

Empty bottle o' Jack Daniels
O'er by the magazine rack.
No recollection of much else,
But I did recognize Ol' Jack.

Need a bucket o' ice water!
Another cotton-mouth mornin'!
Yeah, I'm afraid it's another
Head-splittin', cotton-mouth mornin'!

*more twangin' from Willie's guitar*

I'm just wonderin' what's her name?
Is it Alice, Patty or Beth?
Or could it be Bonnie or Jane?
It just ain't comin' to me yet!

Need a bucket o' ice water!
Another cotton-mouth mornin'!
Yeah, I'm afraid it's another
Head-splittin', cotton-mouth mornin'!

*more twangin' from Willie's guitar*

When she wakes, I'll just call 'er hon.
Yep, I suppose that's what I'll do.
Or is her name Liz or Lyndah?
Maybe her name's on her tatoo?

Need a bucket o' ice water!
Another cotton-mouth mornin'!
Yeah, I'm afraid it's another
Head-splittin', cotton-mouth mornin'!

*more twangin' from Willie's guitar*

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© Copyright 2008.  All rights reserved.
Truman T. Tiger aka Richard H. Schaefer
Inspired by Willie Nelson

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