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Coward Of The County
Prairie 1024
 
    
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Coward Of The County
Prairie 1024
 


ID: 6989
   Instrumental  

TypeSinging Call
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Label information
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Copies3
Vic's Rating0 (not rated)
Bpm 
Duration 
Media45 rpm vinyl
Artist(s)

Al Horn
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Cue Sheet

OPENER - MIDDLE BREAK - CLOSER    Mainstream

Sides face grand square
*Everyone considered him the coward of the county
He never stood one single time to prove the county wrong
His mama named him Tommy, folks just called him "yella"
Something always told me they were reading Tommy wrong

Circle left
Promise me son not to do the things I've done
Allemande, swing, promenade
It won't mean you're weak if you turn the other cheek
Son you don't have to fight to be a man


ALTERNATE LYRICS (MIDDLE BREAK)

*He was only 10 years old when his daddy died in prison
I looked after Tommy, he was my brother's son
I still recall the final words my brother said to Tommy
Son my life is over but yours is just begun


FIGURE (NON-PROGRESSIVE)    Plus, no progression

Heads (sides) flutter wheel move it around the ring go
Star thru, pass thru, dosado my friend
Swing thru 2 by 2, boys run to the right
Girls trade, tag the line, face to the right and then
Wheel & deal to face, single circle 3/4
When you're through, star thru, promenade and then
It won't mean you're weak if you turn the other cheek
Son you don't have to fight to be a man


FIGURE (ALTERNATE)    Plus, corner progression

Heads (sides) up to the middle & back & then square thru
4 hands around the ring, you're gonna move 'er go
Do the right & left thru, turn the girl, pass thru
Trade by, pass thru & trade by again
Dosado look her in the eye, star thru, load the boat
Find the corner lady, you'll swing and promenade
It won't mean you're weak if you turn the other cheek
Son you don't have to fight to be a man


CLOSER    Basic

Twenty years of crawling was bottled up inside him
He wasn't holding nothing back, he let 'em have it all
When Tommy left the bar room not a Gatlin boy was standing
He said this one's for Becky as he watched the last one fall

Circle left
Promise me son not to do the things I've done
Allemande, swing, promenade
Now don't think I'm weak, I didn't turn the other cheek
Sometimes you gotta fight to be a man

 
Lyrics

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Coward Of The County
 
 

Ev'ryone considered him the coward of the county.
He'd never stood one single time to prove the county wrong.
His mama called him Tommy, the folks just called him yellow,
But something always told me, they were reading Tommy wrong.

Now, he was only ten years old when his daddy died in prison.
An' I took care of Tommy 'cause he was my brother's son.
I still recall the final words my brother said to Tommy.
"Son, my life is over, but yours is just begun."

"Promise me, son, not to do the things I've done.
Walk away from trouble if you can.
Now it don't mean you're weak if you turn the other cheek.
And I hope you're old enough to understand:
Son, you don't have to fight to be a man."

There's someone for ev'ryone: Tommy's love was Becky.
In her arms he didn't have to prove he was a man.
One day while he was workin', the Gatlin boys came callin'.
They took turns at Becky, and there were three of them!

Tommy opened up the door, saw his Becky cryin'.
The torn dress, the shattered look was more than he could stand.
He reached above the fireplace, took down his daddy's picture.
As his tears fell on his daddy's face, I heard these words again.

"Promise me, son, not to do the things I've done.
Walk away from trouble if you can.
Now it don't mean you're weak if you turn the other cheek.
And I hope you're old enough to understand:
Son, you don't have to fight to be a man."

The Gatlin boys just laughed at him when he walked into the bar-room.
One of them got up and met him halfway 'cross the floor.
When Tommy turned around they said, "Hey look! Ol' yellow's leavin'."
But you coulda heard a pin drop when Tommy stopped and locked the door.

Twenty years of crawlin' was bottled up inside him.
He wasn't holdin' nothin' back; he let 'em have it all.
When Tommy left the bar-room, not a Gatlin boy was standin'.
He said: "This one's for Becky," as he watched the last one fall.
An' I heard him say:

"I promised you, Dad, not to do the things you done.
I'll walk away from trouble when I can.
Now, please don't think I'm weak, I couldn't turn the other cheek,
Papa, I sure hope you understand:
Sometimes you gotta fight when you're a man."

Ev'ryone considered him the coward of the county.

Lyrics by Roger Bowling and Billy Edd Wheeler.
Recorded by Kenny Rogers.
 

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