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  • A Cowboys Hard Times
    A COWBOY'S HARD TIMES Well, I once was a cowboy, and I used to run wild. And I rodeoed, wrangled, and rambled in style. But I'm too old for horses, too old for ...
  • Aplace In The Choir
    A PLACE IN THE CHOIR All God's critters got a place in the choir Some sing low, some sing higher, Some sing out loud on the telephone wires, And some just clap ...
  • Child Of Mine
    Child of mine, you are the wildest wind And the dearest dream I will ever know Love's lasting light shines out from deep within This father's heart as I watch y...
  • Coyote
    Coyote by Bill Staines Here in the dawn You got me listenin' to your song once again I love how it climbs and it hangs upon the wind Here in the dawn You got me...
  • Flowers In The Snow
    Flowers in the Snow by Bill Staines Who will walk her tonight out in the heather? Who will laugh away the teardrop in her eye? She wants someone to love her for...
  • I Must Be Going Home
    I Must Be Going Home By Bill Staines All the city lights, they burn outside our window With the fleeing of an autumn afternoon; I'll she'd a tear if I look down...
  • Liverpool Light
    Liverpool Light By Bill Staines I've sailed this island for most of my life All the way from the Minch to Dundee And in Liverpool once I did take me a wife And...
  • My Sweet Wyoming Home
    My Sweet Wyoming Home By Bill Staines There's a silence on the prairie That a man can't help but feel; There a shadow growing longer now, And nipping at my heel...
  • River
    I was born in the path of the winter wind I was raised where the mountains are old Their springtime waters came dancing down And I remember the tales they told ...
  • Roseville Fair
    Roseville Fair by Bill Staines Oh, the night was clear, And the stars were a-shinin' The moon came up so quiet in the sky All the people gathered 'round, And t...
  • Show Me The Road
    Too many miles I have traveled all alone show me the road that leads to my home, Strangers, strangers, everywhere I roam Show me the road that leads to my home ...
  • Sueño
    Bullets do represent the war Bullets are not game Bullets are made just to kill To overcoming enemies Shooting, killing and smashing That is the bullets idea Yo...