Jerry Jeff Walker

I could live my whole life With out a phone call The likes of which I got today It was only my wife Said hello then goodbye And told me she's goin' away. I didn't cry It was all cut and dry I hung up before I realized I turned up my stereo I walked t

"Mr. Bojangles" (originally by Jerry Jeff Walker) I knew a man Bojangles and he'd dance for you in worn out shoes Silver hair, ragged shirt and baggy pants, that old soft shoe He'd jump so high, he'd jump so high, then he lightly touch down? Mr.

Jerry Jeff Walker Well, I'm not the kind of man who sits and complains I've always been the kind of man who likes to take a chance I have lived my life to the fullest, I have no regrets Most of the time I feel I've had the best of it Chorus: But I se

I played the Red River Valley He'd sit in the kitchen and cry Run his fingers through seventy years of livin' "I wonder, Lord, has every well I've drilled gone dry?" We were friends, me and this old man Like desperados waitin' for a train Desper

Bobby Charles I spent all my money lovin' you Just like a fool - I sure was a crazy fool I spent all my time pleasin' you But now I see - I just spent it all like a fool You know how I bought you what I wanted Everything you could need I bought you d

Texas this morning the sounds they just sing to me I feel alive again and with every footstep that's settin me free Hey old friends, keep alive the good times we've had in those rollin', rollin' hills They will always be a part of me Whenever I think

i first ran into stoney. . . it was a bar downtown; was richmond, virginia. . . we were bumming around, suitcase to suitcase. . . we started him talking, finding out about the things we've shared in the miles we've been. he had a gray pillowcase full

I never live my life through other people's eyes I guess I've always been the one they said was Too tall, too late, too early Yeah, he's the one You ought to be in the circus You're having too much fun Just a one-man band, a one man gypsy circus Find

He was born in Oklahoma, His wife's name's Betty Lou Thelma Liz And he's not responsible for what he's doing Cause his mother made him what he is. And it's up against the wall Redneck Mother, Mother, who has raised her son so well. He's thirty-four a

Dust on My Boots - Jerry Jeff Walker Started traveling A mind to unravel Footloose tramp upon a plain Now the nights aren't warm now I'm singing a different song now Don't believe I'll ever change my way 'Cause I am a rambler Love youth of gamble Of