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HORSE
OF A DIFFERENT COLOR
BIG & RICH
Rollin’ (The Ballad of Big & Rich)
Big Kenny / John Rich / Cowboy Troy
Country boys don’t rock and roll,
Yeah, the record man told me so
You’ll never get it on the radio
Why they tryin’ to complicate
The simple music that we make
Oh, cause if it moves my soul, I’m gonna
keep on rollin’, rollin’
Chorus
Hey, just wanna hear everybody sing (rollin’,
rollin’)
At the top of your lungs till the windows break
(rollin’, rollin’)
Say hey, hey, hey
Ain’t gonna shut my mouth
Don’t mind if I stand out in a crowd
Just want to live out loud
I know there’s got to be
A few hundred million more like me
Just trying to keep it free
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Charlie Pride was the man in black
Rock and Roll use to be about Johnny Cash
Hey, what you think about that
I’m a crazy son of a …..
But I know I’m gonna make it big and rich
Yea, I’m gonna let it rip
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Dum-diggity-dum, Diggity-diggity-dum, dig this
Slicker than the grease from a barbecue brisket,
Got more chunk than a fresh potato salad,
You thought you had the answer but the answer was
invalid,
You're lookin' at me crazy 'cause you think I'm loco,
The Big Black Cowboy with the crazy vocal,
Todas las personas estan gritando arriva,
Now you heard it, now I know you're a believer,
Esta cancion es para toda la gente,
Es muy importante a usar su mente
So let go of all your preconceived notions,
Get up on your feet and put your body in motion,
'Cause back home we love to dance,
We could be two-steppin' or ravin' to trance,
And when the party is "crunk" the girls
back it up,
We've got the systems in the cars and the 20's on
the trucks,
6' 4" with a cowboy hat,
I don't mess around, yo' what's up with that?
I'm Cowboy Troy, a Texas hick!
And I'm rollin' with the "brothas" Big & Rich!
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(ASCAP), Cowboy Troy Publishing (ASCAP)
All Rights Reserved. Used By Permission.
Wild West Show
Big Kenny/ John Rich / Blair Daly
I’m feeling like Tonto, riding a Pinto,
trying to chase the Lone Ranger down
I’m a little unraveled, but I’m still
in the saddle, crying your name out to the clouds
Hey ya, hey ya a
Why don’t you meet me, back at the teepee,
we’ll lay down by the campfire
And there in the dark night, we’ll smoke
the peace pipe, forget about whose wrong or right
Hey ya, hey ya a
Chorus
It was a big show down, oh yeah we stood our
ground
Shot out the lights it got a little crazy
Don’t want to see us go, the way of the
buffalo
Don’t want to have another wild west show
Hey ya, hey ya a
Only forgiveness will finally end this, there
won’t be a witness if we both fall
There’s never a hero in a battle of egos,
there’s never a winner of the quick draw
Hey ya, hey ya a
Repeat Chorus
Bridge
It’s like a ghost town without you around
Why can’t we just forget and ride off
in the sunset
Repeat Chorus
I’m feeling like Tonto, riding a Pinto,
trying to chase the Lone Ranger down
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(ASCAP), Music Of Combustion / Songs Of Windswept
Pacific (BMI) All rights on behalf of Music Of
Combustion Administered by Songs Of Windswept
Pacific.
All Rights Reserved. Used By Permission.
Big Time
Big Kenny / John Rich / Angie Aparo
My hair might be a little too long for your
taste my friend
My car might cost a little less than that suite
your wearing
I’m glad you’ve stumbled in here
on your business trip
Before you close your tab remember I play for
tips
Well I bet your wife is beautiful and you’re
a really big so and so
Well I’m not doing bad myself, hey friend
don’t you know
Chorus
I play guitar and I sing my songs in the sunshine
Captain and cokes and bar room jokes keep me
feeling fine
And there’s always a stage and a beautiful
babe to squeeze my lime
In my simple way guess you could say I’m
living in the big time
I know I’ll probably never make a million
bucks
But savings accounts and the IRS never worry
me much
I don’t need that stuff cause I’ve
got friends like you
To buy me drinks, have boats and planes that
I can use
I know you’re really living in that house
up on a hill
So if you feel like giving, friend I’ve
got a jar to fill
Repeat Chorus
I’m having the time of my life
No worries on my mind
Everything’s just fine
Today is even better than yesterday
Everything is going my way
I’m living in the big time
And there’s always a stage and a beautiful
babe to squeeze my lime
In my simple way guess you could say I’m
living in the big time
In my simple way guess you could say I’m
living in the big time
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(ASCAP), EMI Blackwood Music Inc. / Potty Mouth
Publishing / Rounded Music (BMI)
All Rights Reserved. Used By Permission.
Kick My Ass
Big Kenny / John Rich / Bryan Wayne
Well I walked up to the bar, I laid down my
platinum card
Then I ordered fifty longnecks for my new friends
Well the barmaid passed them out, and before
we chugged them down
I held mine up, said here’s to us and then
This blonde slid up to me, she said "That
was awful sweet"
And then I saw her boyfriend as wide as he was
tall
Well he broke up our hug, with a six foot five
inch shove
And I found myself slammed up against the wall
Chorus
Why does everybody want to kick my ass
I’m just trying to have a little fun for
all the ones who can’t
And just because I kiss the prettiest girls and
I drive my truck to fast
Why does everybody want to kick my ass
Well I’ve never been the type to walk
up and pick a fight
I’ve always been the kind to get along
I throw parties all the time, and they’re
always on my dime
We drink and dance and smoke until the dawn
Well my style of stress relief, sometimes disturbs
the peace
The police show up, cut donuts in my yard
And while the Zeppelin’s playin’ loud,
they run off my party crowd
They cuff my wrists and throw me down so hard
Repeat Chorus
And just because I kiss the prettiest girls
and I drive my truck to fast
Why does everybody want to kick my ass
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(BMI), WB Music Corp. (ASCAP), Veranda Music
/ Get Me To The Beach Music (SESAC)
All Rights Reserved. Used By Permission.
Six
Foot Town
Big Kenny / John Rich
My brakes are on fire, from trying to slow down
I’m always burning my tires and my horn
is too loud
I catch people staring looking funny at me
When I step to the window and I toss a TV
Sometimes I get crazy and it makes a big scene
But when I hit twenty one, I want to stand up
and scream
I’m filthy rich with laughter, I’m
too big for the room
You know from two stories up a Zenith makes a
big boom
Chorus
It’s hard to get around in a six foot town
When you’re ten feet tall everything is
so small
I’m always bumping my head, I’m way
too long for the bed
Yea, it’s hard to get around, in a six
foot town
Some people live inside a tiny little box
They’re preoccupied about mismatching their
socks
Well I’ve never been one to worry bout
much
I just wanna laugh and love, I just wanna live
it up
But,
Repeat Chorus
Bridge
And sometimes I stumble, just because of my
size
But, hey ya’ll that’s alright
That’s the way God made me, I am what
I am
And I can’t do nothing bout that
Oh, but
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Music (BMI), WB Music Corp. (ASCAP)
All Rights Reserved. Used By Permission.
Holy Water
Big Kenny / John Rich / Vicky McGehee / Jeff
Cohen
Somewhere there’s a stolen halo
I use to watch her wear it well
Everything would shine, where ever she would
go
But lookin’ at her now you’d never
tell
Someone ran away with her innocence
A memory she can’t get out of her head
And I can only imagine what she’s feelin’ when
she’s prayin’
Kneeling at the edge of her bed
Chorus
And she says take me away, then take me farther
Surround me now and hold, hold, hold me like
holy water
She wants someone to call her angel
Someone to put the light back in her eyes
She lookin’ through the faces and unfamiliar
places
She needs someone to hear her when she cries
Chorus
When she says take me away, then take me farther
Surround me now and hold, hold, hold me like
holy water
Bridge
She just needs a little help, to wash away the
pain she’s felt
She wants to feel the healin’ hands of
someone who understands
Chorus
And she says take me away, then take me farther
Surround me now and hold, hold, hold me
And she says take me away, then take me farther
Surround me now and hold, hold, hold me like
holy water
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(BMI), WB Music Corp. (ASCAP), Warner-Tamerlane
Publishing Corp. (BMI), As You Wish Music (BMI)
All Rights Reserved. Used By Permission.
Saved
Big Kenny / John Rich / John Phillips
There was a time I’d try to kill a man
Just for lookin' at me wrong
Anger so strong I couldn't stop myself
I was killin’ myself one shot at a time
Going insane from the pain the women and the
wine
But I finally hit bottom in an alley way,
Hell wasn’t but a breath away,
So I hit my knees in the street and begged God
for mercy
Chorus
Last night I told the devil where to go
You know Heavens got my soul
Ain’t gonna listen to his lies no more
Last night I told the devil where to go
I could have saved myself a lot of hurt and
time
If I'da just listened to my mama
Every time she cried
But I was way to lost in a sinners haze, burning
up the days
Just another young man who had lost his way
Now it finally makes since what the preacher
said
When he said “son you don’t want
to wake up dead
and find yourself alone in the fires of hell”
Repeat Chorus
Now when you hear that demon knockin’ at
your door,
You just tell him you don’t want his
kind round here no more
Cause if you wanna love, if you wanna live,
If you wanna be free you can’t forget and
forgive
You gotta kick him in the teeth and do exactly
what I did.
Repeat Chorus
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(BMI), WB Music Corp. (ASCAP), Jethrow Publishing
(ASCAP)
All Rights Reserved. Used By Permission.
Real
World
Big Kenny / John Rich / Adam Shoenfeld
There’s a girl on channel 13
I know she's gonna fall in love with me
And I’m gonna win the lottery tomorrow,
or the next day
I drive a Mercedez Benz
I've got a whole butt load of friends
I’m gonna be on CMT someday
Chorus
But in my real world
Things don’t always turn out so good, like
you wish they would
In my real world
I’m a little bit messed up and broke, don’t
you know
I got more money than George Strait
I throw benji’s out the window all day
Just to see how far they fly, bye bye
I get more girls than the president
Mom and dad still pays the rent
And I throw parties all night long
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Rhapsody:
Yeehaw
I’m a rockstar, I’m a cowboy, everybody
loves this song
I’m a rockstar, I’m a cowboy, everybody
sing along
I’m a rockstar, I’m a cowboy, everybody
loves this song
I’m a rockstar, I’m a cowboy, everybody
sing along
I've got a space ship fully equipped cause I'm
a cowboy Stevie Wonder
I've got a space ship fully equipped cause I'm
a cowboy Stevie Wonder
I've got a space ship fully equipped cause I'm
a cowboy Stevie Wonder
I've got a space ship fully equipped cause I'm
a cowboy Stevie Wonder
Green green grass and a rubber Russian bimbo
No one's got a name for the brain in a scarecrow
How can he believe what he sees on the TV
Nothin' but extreme overexecuted fantasy
Happy dancin' feet down the street on the corner
Some they say he's silly some they say that he's
a loner
How can you explain he's got a name nobody knows
it
Did anybody ever stop and offer him a prozac?
Prozac, prozac, prozac.
© 2003 Big Love Music (BMI), WB Music Corp.
(ASCAP), Eve’s Guy Music (SESAC)
All Rights Reserved. Used By Permission.
Save A Horse (Ride A Cowboy)
Big Kenny / John Rich
Well I walk into the room passing out hundred
dollar bills and it kills and it thrills,
Like the horns on my Silverado grill.
And I buy the bar a double round of Crown and
everybody’s getting down,
And this town ain’t never gonna be the
same . . . cause
Chorus
I saddle up my horse and I ride into the city
I make a lot of noise cause the girls they are
so pretty
Riding up and down Broadway on my old stud Leroy
And the girls say, save a horse, ride a cowboy
Everybody says, save a horse, ride a cowboy
Well I don’t give a dang about nothing
I’m singing and bling blinging
While the girls are drinking, longnecks down
And I wouldn’t trade old Leroy or my Chevrolet
for your Escalade
Or your freak parade, I’m the only John
Wayne left in this town . . . and
Repeat Chorus
Well I’m a thoroughbred that’s
what she said in the back of my truck bed
As I was getting...buzzed on suds out on some
back country road
We where flying high, fine as wine, having
ourselves a big and rich time
And I was going just about as far as she’d
let me go
But her evaluation of my cowboy reputation
Had me beggin’ for salvation all night
long
So I took her out gigging frogs, introduced
to my old bird dog
And sang her every Willie Nelson song I could
think of, and we made love . . . and
Repeat Chorus
What, what, save a horse, ride a cowboy
Everybody says, save a horse, ride a cowboy
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Music (BMI), WB Music Corp. (ASCAP)
All Rights Reserved. Used By Permission.
Drinkin’ ‘Bout
You
Big Kenny / John Rich
All my life I’ve been tellin’ myself,
I don’t need no nobody else
I’m sitting here thinking sitting here
drinkin’ ‘bout you
I look through the mirror and all that I see,
is one crazy lonely sucker looking back at me
I’m sitting here thinking sitting here
drinkin’ ‘bout you
I’m just a man on a mission trying to
make some decision,
Aw Ooh, what am I gonna do
Cause, I ain’t going nowhere, if I can’t
be somewhere with you
Boo, boo, boo
I’m sitting here thinking sitting here
drinkin’ ‘bout you
Ah, play it my brothas
I’m just a man on a mission trying to
make some decision,
Aw Ooh, what am I gonna do
Cause, I ain’t going nowhere, if I can’t
be somewhere with you
Boo, boo, boo
I’m just sitting here thinking sitting
here drinkin’ ‘bout you
Yes I’m sitting here thinking sitting
here drinkin’ ‘bout you
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(BMI), WB Music Corp. (ASCAP)
All Rights Reserved. Used By Permission.
Love
Train
Big Kenny / John Rich / Jon Nicholson
I see people getting’ mad on CNN
Who’s right, Democrats or Republicans
I don’t care whose right or wrong
I know a way we can all get along
Chorus
Let’s take a ride, let’s take a ride
on the Love Train
Unwind, we’ll be chug a luggin’ all
the way
Let’s roll, like the Stone’s playin’ all
day hey
Let’s take a ride, let’s take a ride
on the Love Train
The whole color things never made since to me
Who gives a hoot if you’re red yellow purple
or pink
We’re all mixed up anyway
We might as well give each other a break
Repeat Chorus
Bridge
So let’s forget about the hatin’
And the way the bulls are playin’
Without Jordan on the team
And the high price of gasoline
And if you’re livin’ in a bubble
Then I guess you got no trouble
If your anything like me
Well then I bet you really need....to
Repeat Chorus
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(BMI), WB Music Corp. (ASCAP), Pacific Wind Music
(SESAC)
All Rights Reserved. Used By Permission.
Deadwood
Mountain
Big Kenny / John Rich
I’ve been a rambler all my life
Been a bet it all gambler
Yea, I let it all ride
Never been afraid of losing
And there’ve been times I’ve lost
it all
But it won’t really matter
Someday when I’m gone
Chorus
You can bury me on Deadwood Mountain
By my brother Wild Bill and sister Calamity Jane
Don’t bring me no flowers, just a six gun
smoking
Put me eight feet down, when you bury me
Put me eight feet down, when you bury me
When your heart runs deeper than a ghost town
gold mine
You just know your bound to find, that mother
load
You’ll spend your last heartbeat, chasing
after rainbows
No there’s no place you won’t go,
to win one more time
Repeat Chorus
Bridge
And cover me, a little extra deep
Cause that's the only way, I’m ever gonna
rest in peace
Repeat Chorus
Put me eight feet down, when you bury me
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Music (BMI), WB Music Corp. (ASCAP)
All Rights Reserved. Used By Permission.
Live
This Life
Big Kenny / John Rich
Met a man on the street last night, he said
his name was Jesus
Met a man on the street last night
Thought he was crazy till, I watched Him heal
a blind man
I watched Him heal a blind man, now I see
Chorus
I’ll live this life until this life won’t
let me live here anymore
Then I will walk, yes I will walk with patience
through that open door
I have no fears, angels follow me wherever I
may go
I’ll live this life until this life won’t
let me live here anymore
Met a girl in a chair with wheels, but no one
else would see her
Met a girl in a chair with wheels
Everyone was so afraid to even look down on her
And she just spread her little wings a flew away
Repeat Chorus
Live here anymore
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Met a kid on a bridge last night, contemplating
freedom
Met a kid on a bridge last night
And he said, “I’m tired of this maddening
life and I’m ready to go meet Jesus”
I said, “He’s a friend of mine, met
Him just last night, and its alright, yea”
Yea
Repeat Chorus
Live here anymore
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Met a man on the street last night, he said
his name was Jesus
Met a man on the street last night.
© 2003 Big Love Music (BMI), WB Music Corp.
(ASCAP)
All Rights Reserved. Used By Permission.
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