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Windsor 4891
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Texas Plains
ID: 5555

Label information
Grid list of Windsor recordings
TypeSinging Call
Vic's Rating0 (not rated)
Media45 rpm vinyl
Bob Van Antwerp (picture)     recordings by Bob Van Antwerp

Bob Van Antwerp

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Cue Sheet


Your corner dosado and then you see saw your own
The men star right one time
Now turn your partner by the left, your corner by the right
Your partner left, an allemande thar
You back the star round the land, slip the clutch, left allemande
Come home dosado and promenade
You promenade home out where the buffalo roam
Out on the Texas plains

FIGURE    Mainstream, no progression

And now the heads square thru 4 hands around you do
To the outside two swing thru
Rock it don't be late, boys trade, girls circulate
Turn thru and go left allemande
Come back home and dosado, it's once around you go
Swing the corner girl and promenade
You'll take her back home out where the buffalo roam
Out on the Texas plains


Lyrics are provided for informational and educational purposes only. Lyrics are
subject to all U.S. copyright laws and remain property of their respective owners.

Texas Plains Lyrics ID: 2091

Every night in my dreams somehow it seems
That I'm back where I belong
Just a country hick way back in the sticks
Back where I was born.

All the city lights and the city ways
Are drivin' me insane
I wanna be alone, I wanna be back home
Out on the Texas plains.

I wanna drink my java from an old tin can
While the moon comes shinin' high
I wanna hear the call of a whippoorwill
I wanna hear a coyote whine.

I wanna feel my saddle horse between my legs
Just riding him out on the range
Just to kick him in the sides let him show his step and pride
Out on the Texas plains.

I wanna hear the thunder as it booms and rolls
I wanna feel the rain in my face
Just a thousand miles from the city lights
Living a cowboy ways.

I wanna sleep at night beneath the stars above
With that whole moon shinin' down
I wanna cook my grub over cactus coals
Fifty miles from town.

Sometime soon I'm goin' back
Back where the skies are blue
In a little house just built for two
Back where my dreams come true.

Well, I'm tired of subways and the forty story shacks
I'm tradin' the wide open range
I wanna go back, please take me back
Out on the Texas plains.

Lyrics by Stuart Hamblen.
Recorded by Hank Snow; Don Edwards; many others.



ID: 5555
    last modified: 2017-08-27 at 15:28:28
26-August-2019 10:20:44
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