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12 Steps Away
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Twelve Steps Away ( from getting over you ) © Cowboy Bob Sawyer
No I don’t have problems with whiskey,
for that, I don’t need a special plan
I can drink all day and dance the night away,
with a bourbon in each hand
No it’s not what’s in the bottle,
that’s kept me feelin blue
You see Darlin,
I’m just twelve steps away, from getting over you
No I couldn’t eat or sleep for days,
when you told me we’re through
The pain balled up in side of me,
everytime I thought of you
They say time will heal all heartaches,
They’ll have to show me it’s true
Oh Darlin,
I’m just twelve steps away, from getting over you
Steps one through four were the hardest,
they nearly drove me insane
Five through eight got easier,
till you played your little game
Step nine you called me up,
and I fell back down to two
I woke up to you this morning,
now I’m 12 steps from away, from getting over you
Back into my life so easy,
I stood there and held the door
Back into willing arms held wide,
to hold you like before
Back into a open heart, that knows,
you’ll be leavin me when your through
Then Darlin’ , I’ll be twelve steps away, from getting over you.
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Heroes and Outlaws
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Heroes & Outlaws © Cowboy Bob.Sawyer - 2003
I was just a young boy
when I heard my first Johnny Cash song
And it didn’t take much before I was dancing and singin along
While others rocked & rolled,
I was riding that train
I could see the prison yards yeah, I was feeling his pain
I guess that man from Tennessee
had a way, of making me feel right
But now my heroes and outlaws are quickly fading into the night
When I first started to drive
I heard Waylon on the Radio
He was singin bout a Cowboy's momma from deep down in soul
He was the Black-sheep that Nashville turned their backs on then
Thank God he kept on singin, 'changed my life again
There was something bout that high ridin outlaw
that made me feel right
But now my heroes and outlaws have quickly faded into the night
Yeah the heroes of today don’t have what they had back then
It's just glitter & gold, that's all the outlaws want to win
But If you stand your own line,
you’ll make your own time,
Just like Hank Williams / (Jr.) did
Singin songs from the soul, that made us all feel right
But now our hero’s and outlaws are quickly fading into the night
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Damn Yankee
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Damn Yankee Cowboy Bob Sawyer
Well I come from the land of the New York second,
where everybody’s moving too fast
They got buildings so high that they kiss the sky
I think I once saw some grass
Well the cardiacle strife of the big city life,
You know it wasn’t hap’nin for me
So I got me some boots and this ol’ cowboy hat,
and went seachin for the land of the free
So I headed South,
I just pointed my boots and let em’ take the lead
Yeah, I was Born in New York City Hoss,
but thank God I ended up in Tennessee
Well I tried my hand at the suit and tie plan,
but friends let me tell ya what
All that Wall St chatter was all that seemed to matter,
it was nuthin but a pain in the butt
They got all day nights and all night days,
and they squeeze some time in between
Aww this may sound funny, makin all that money,
but brother, that’s not my scene
So I headed South,
Just pointed my boots and let em’ take the lead
I was Born in New York City Hoss,
but thank God I ended up in Tennessee
You’z guys turned to ya’lls in no time at all,
It’s amazin how quick I fit in
I got a friend Bubba and his wife a Bubba-lou,
They got no family but they got lots'a kin
Three Cats, Five Dogs livin under the porch,
two horses and a pot-bellied pig
Well this may not be the city, but I’m sure sittin pretty,
Pass that jug or take another swig
Yeah I’m in the South,
Aww, I pointed my boots, now I’m here to stay
I was Born in New York City Hoss,
but thank God I ended up in Tennessee
Yeah, they call me a Damned ol’ Yankee man,
but I found heaven right here in Memphis, Tennessee
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One More Time
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One More Time © Cowboy Bob Sawyer - 2003
Sittin under the apple tree
Holdin hands just my baby and me,
It’s alright, Yeah, it’s alright
A little smile,a flirt and a kiss,
I never knew that love could be like this,
It’s so right, oh, such a night
Out pops the stars and the big ol’ moon,
Take her home, but it’s way to soon,
Can’t wait to hold that girl, one more time
Can’t seem to get her out of my head,
From mornings light till I hit the bed
Just gotta hold that girl, one more time
I take her hand and she takes mine,
a white veil and a long white gown,
She’s so fine, God, she’s really mine
A life of lovin’s in-store for me,
It all started with that apple tree
It’s alright, yeah it’s alright
The years go by , all to soon,
Our bodies age, but not our youth
Can’t wait to hold that girl one more time
We still sit under that apple tree,
Holding hands just my baby and me
And thank the lord each night,
For one more time
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She's Always Righter
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She’s Always Righter © Cowboy Bob Sawyer - 2003
You know I love that girl with sweet honey hair
she’s the apple of my eye
We’ve been together for all of these years,
I love her more as the years go by
But like a fine aging wine, she's a product of time
And I’m startin to see an ornry side of her
Well I can be Dead on and totally right….
But she’s always righter
You see they got this thing called an automobile
I’ve been driving dang near all my life
It always worked fine, got me places on time
Till I installed a little thing called a wife
Well, It didn’t take long till she showed me I was wrong
Every trip, every turn she was wiser…
Well I can be Dead on and totally right….
But she’s always righter
Well I can say Blue, she says Cyan,
I don’t know why I even try,
She don’t argue, she just disagrees ,
with fire in dem’ dare’ eyes
She can make mistakes, and be totally wrong,
But it’s more trouble than it’s worth to fight her…
Cause I can be Dead on and totally right…. But she’s always righter
She’s my sweetie pie honey, my rolly polly bunny
and I’ll love her till death do us part
But on that final day of fate, she’ll beat me to that gate
and with St. Peter she’ll be arm in arm
She’ll be gripin bout the weather, how she could do it better,
if the Good Lord would only let her….
Well he may be God, ya know he’s always right…
but she’s only righter
Yeah, he may be GOD, but even he can’t fight…
cause she’s always righter
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Typical Southern Man
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Typical Southern Man © Cowboy Bob Sawyer - 2003
I Still Wear my old Blue Jeans…
I’ve got three flannel shirts and a bunch of old Tees’
I wear my boots to work and when I’m out on the town…
I kick my heels to that sweet country sound
I don’t need no fancy suit to prove I’m a man,
No High dollar job, no bank account plan
I get soot on my boots and dirt on my hands….
I’m a down home, born and bred, thank my momma country fed
workin’ hard to get ahead, Typical Southern Man
Well my pickup trucks more than a few years old
it’s got dents and scrapes from the woods back home
It smokes a bit, and it rattles alot,
But if it breaks, I’ll fix it, not some rip-off shop
I don’t need no fancy Automobile,
to prove I’m a man, that’s the way I feel
Just get me where I’m going, it’s an easy plan
I’m a down home, born and bred, thank my momma country fed
workin’ hard to get ahead, Typical Southern Man
My house ain’t fancy, but it’s what I call home,
Daddy bought it for momma when he sold the farm
They left it to me when the angels sang,
And when they sing for me, lord. I’ll do the same
I don’t need no fancy house with a two car garage,
To prove I’m a man, that I’m livin’ large
I’m just ridin high on the natural plan
I’m a down home, born and bred, thank my momma country fed
workin’ hard to get ahead, Typical Southern Man
I’m a down home, born and bred, thank my momma country fed
workin’ hard to get ahead, Typical Southern Man
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The Devils Highway
04:34
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The Devils Highway © Cowboy BobSawyer - 2003
Left a man back in Laredo,
My bullet in his head
Shot down in cold blood,
playin with fire in another mans bed
No it wasn’t my hand that killed that man,
But that won’t save me from the noose
Only me an’ God, and a girl named fire
Will ever know the truth
So Tonight I’ll ride, the Devils highway
Gotta hundred demon cowboys, on my trail
If I ride all night, by mornin’s light,
I can make the Rio Grande
And the Devils daughter breathes fire…again
I thought she was my woman,
I thought she’d be my wife
But when you play in Satans playground,
Lord, your playin with your life
She bent my mind so I’d see red,
In a rage that she kept stoked
She took the life of an innocent man
trying to steal this cowboys soul
So Tonight I’ll ride, the Devils highway
Gotta hundred demon cowboys, on my trail
If I ride all night, by mornin’s light,
I can make the Rio Grande
And the Devils daughter breathes fire…again
Across the Mexican Border,
Just south of the Rio Grande
They say there lives an old outlaw,
who snatched his fate from fires hand
Yeah I bet my soul, against a bag of gold
that I could reach the border that night
She killed a man, put his blood on my hands,
but now I dance in fires light
Cause that night I rode, the Devils highway,
Had a hundred demon cowboys, on my trail
I rode all night, and at mornin’s light,
I crossed the Rio Grande
And left the Devils daughter breathin fire… again
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Cowboy Bob Sawyer Memphis, Tennessee
Cowboy Bob is a native of Brooklyn N.Y., but hails from Memphis Tn.
A southern boy through & through, with
country music flowing through his veins. Songwriter turned singer, his influences range from Waylon, Johnny & Hank to the Rolling Stones & Lynyrd Skynrd.
A regular face in the Memphis Music scene, CB, either solo or with his band
" The Bountyhunters"
are bound to please any country fan.
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