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Texas Plains
 
ID: 8002
   Instrumental  

LabelSilver Sounds
WEB SITE www.silversoundsmusic.com
Label information
Grid list of Silver Sounds recordings
Number233
TypeSinging Call
Copies1
Vic's Rating4 (good)
Bpm129
Duration3:36
Media45 rpm vinyl
Artist(s)
Red Bates (picture)     recordings by Red Bates

Red Bates

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Cue Sheet

OPENER - MIDDLE BREAK - CLOSER    Mainstream

Sides face, grand square
I want to drink my java from an old tin can
While the moon is ridin' high
I want to hear the sound of the whippoorwill
I want to hear the coyotes cry

Well the four little ladies promenade inside that old ring
Come on back swing your man and promenade
I want to feel my saddle horse between my legs
Back on the Texas plains


FIGURE    Mainstream, corner progression

Heads square thru four hands 'round, dosado
Swing thru, girls circulate, boys trade
Boys run and now you bend the line
Slide thru, square thru 3/4 'round you go
Swing the corner girl and you promenade
I want to kick him in the side just to show his step and pride
Back on the Texas plains


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Back on the Texas plains
 
Lyrics

Lyrics are provided for informational and educational purposes only. Lyrics are
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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.
 

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