That Cowboy’s Rare

You’ve come to me with troublesYou’re confiding what’s wrongYou’re desperate for guidanceTo help you both get alongGirl, I look at you tonightAnd what you’ve got is realI’m gonna tell ya

Better Plans

I wanted it so bad Would’ve sold my soul To make it big In Pop or Rock n Roll So I kept it up With a stronger will I pushed

Very Much

I’M VERY MUCH INTO YOUR EYES HOW THEY SPARKLE IN THE MOONLIGHT I’M VERY MUCH INTO YOUR HAIR IT’S GLOWING AND FLOWING TONIGHT I’M VERY MUCH INTO YOUR SMILE AND

If I Sleep Tonight

I’ve been emptyin’ my pens inside notebooksThis cabin’s fireplace barely has a flame insideI’ve been watchin’ out the front door windowThere’s nobody else in whom I can confideNone of these

Light

She looks out the window but not at anything And she dreams of how it used to be back then Negotiating with her brain about what transpired And thinks about

Kentucky Bourbon Eyes

Oh, you were a California girlwith Kentucky bourbon eyesYour love was all I neededIt was such a sweet surpriseWhen you opened your heartAnd said you wanted me tooIf only for

I Know That Guy

We went to school with him in California He had so many things on his plate He lettered in four sports and belonged to many clubs He was in charge

I’m Not Them

They say I’m wastin’ time with you, my dear They think they’ve got you pegged, it’s so clear You leavin’ me is the last thing I fear ’Cause I’m not