Frummox - Texas Trilogy

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  • @johnhrichak7592
    @johnhrichak7592 6 ปีที่แล้ว +1

    Jaap, thank you for this upload! Many a night of herblally induced states back then. 40 years and it still sounds excellent. Thanks again.

  • @jaaphofstee
    @jaaphofstee  8 ปีที่แล้ว

    Bosque Country Romance
    Mary Martin was a school girl, just seventeen or so
    when she married Billy Archer 'bout fourteen years ago.
    Not even out of high school, folks said it wouldn't last.
    But when you grow up in the country you grow up mighty fast.
    They married in a hurry, in March 'fore school was out.
    Folks said that she was pregnant, "just wait and you'll find out."
    It came about that winter one grey November morn.
    The first of many more to come, a baby boy was born.
    And cattle is their game
    and Archer is the name
    they give to the acres that they own.
    If the bravos don't run dry
    and the new born calves don't die.
    Another year from Mary will have flown.
    Another year from Mary will have flown.
    Now Billy kept what cattle his daddy could afford.
    Bouncin' cross the cactus in a 1950 Ford
    the cows were sick and skinny and the weeds was all that grew.
    But Billy kept the place alive, the only thing he knew.
    And Mary cooked the supper and Mary scrubbed the clothes.
    And Mary busted horses and blew the baby's nose.
    And Mary and a shotgun kept the rattlesnakes away.
    But how she kept on smilin' no one could ever say.
    Chorus
    Now the drought of '57 was a curse upon the land.
    No one in Bosque county could give Bill a helpin' hand.
    The ground was cracked and broken and the truck was out of gas.
    And cows can't feed on prickly pear instead of growin' grass.
    Well, the weather got the water and a snake bite took a child.
    And a fire in the old barn took the hay that Bill had piled.
    The mortgage got the money and the screw worm got the cows.
    The years have come for Mary. She's waitin' for em now.
    Chorus
    Six o'clock silence of a new day beginnin'
    is heard in the small Texas town.
    Like a signal from nowhere the people who live there
    are up and movin' around.
    'Cause there's bacon to fry and there's biscuits to bake
    on the stove that the Salvation Army won't take.
    And you open the windows and you turn on the van
    'cause it's hotter than hell when the sun hits the land.