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Legends of Cutting

The legends were young
when the range was still open
The cattle still roamed on the land
and they watched and they listend
They learned from the old ones
the business of makin' a hand
They still remember the days
with the wagon
working cattle in the old cowboy way
and though times have changed
the legends ride on
and they're still riding with us today
 
[Chorus:]
Buster and Shorty
Matlock and Don
Mr. Pat is still horseback still keeping on
There is a new generation
and they are coming on strong
but where would we all be today
if the legends of cutting
had not shown us the way
 
[Chorus:]
Buster and Shorty
Matlock and Don
Mr. Pat is still horseback still keeping on
There is a new generation
and they are coming on strong
but where would we all be today
if the legends of cutting
had not shown us the way
 

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Streets Of Dodge

Only a saddle for my bed
Heaven as my lodge
Since I lost everything
On the streets of Dodge
On the streets of Dodge
 
Left old San Antonio back in '68
Headed for Dodge City Kansas
There to meet my babe
There to meet my babe
 
The reason I was leaving
Was to see my Emmylou
She and a gambler man
Fell in love and made me blue
Fell in love and made me blue
 
As I rode into Dodge City
On that fateful day
When I stopped at the big saloon
I could hear the people say:
'Son, you made your fate this day'
 
I went for my 44
I saw the blur of his hand
And I felt that hot lead burn
As he shot me to the sand
Shot me to the sand
 
With one boot in the stirrup
And burning shame inside
I left old Dodge City
Where I lost my loving bride
Where I lost my loving bride
 
Only a saddle for my bed
And heaven as my lodge
I lost everything
There on the streets of Dodge
There on the streets of Dodge
 

Stay

2x
What if this is...? Oh!
What if this is...?
Tell me you’ll stay!
 
2x
I know you”re telling me you’re leaving,
But all I wanna do is hold you now,
And hear the sound of your heart beating
If there’s a way to stop this, show me how.
 
Giving up on, giving up on love, on love
We”re giving up on, giving up on love, our love
Giving up on, giving up on love, our love
We”re giving up on, giving up on love...
 
2x
What if this is...? Oh!
What if this is...?
Tell me you’ll stay!
 
2x
This never gonna be,
Only good for you, and me...oh!
 
Giving up on, giving up on love, on love
We”re giving up on, giving up on love, our love
Giving up on, giving up on love, our love
We”re giving up on, giving up on love...
 
2x
I know you”re telling me you’re leaving,
But all I wanna do is hold you now,
And hear the sound of your heart beating
If there’s a way to stop this, show me how.
 
4x
What if this is...? Oh!
What if this is...?
Tell me you’ll stay!
 

Rattenfänger

Ich schwöre heiße Liebesschwüre
Worte werden zum Gedicht
Und jede Maid, die ich erküre
Sieht mich, doch erkennt mich nicht
Ich singe sanfte Liebeslieder
Zuckersüße Melodie
Oh schöne Frau in deinem Mieder
Lausche, doch erhör mich nie
Ich bin ein Rattenfänger
Tunichtgut
Schüre Lust und Liebesglut
Säe Hoffnung, Ernte Leid-
Ich bin der Tod im Hochzeitskleid
Kadenzen schmeicheln dir verwegen
Sing dir lachend meinen Bann
Dem noch jede ist erlegen
Wenn nicht heut', dann irgendwann
Meine Metaphern sind verdorben
Und frivol mein Apercu
Und später, unter deiner Decke
Winkt der Lohn für meine Müh'
Mein Werben spielt mit deinen Haaren
Streicheln deine Haut
Doch glaube mir, Versprechen waren
Nur auf losem Sand gebaut
Ich sähe Hoffnung ohne Mühen
Nehm' dein Herz als Opfer hin
Doch kann die Liebe nicht erblühen
Weil ich ohne Treue bin

Fired

The last time I saw
You ran away from the breakthrough
That could've led to the moon
We traveled towards eternity
But you wanted to go back
You wanted to turn 'round when you ran out of air
I guess you regret now
When you pick up your mandolin
 
Fired, Y-y-you're fired (gir du alt)
Fired, y-y-you're fired (come on dra meg ned på jorda igjen)
 
I saw you at the store
Took the receipt, it said everything that you had bought
You remembered my birthday, but
I promise you, I'm never gonna let you in
 
Fired, Y-y-you're fired (gir du alt)
Fired, y-y-you're fired (come on dra meg ned på jorda igjen)
 
Hid under the water's surface
You are a flying fish
Swim further out into the ocean
Look around, look up, look out
 
Hid under the water's surface
You are a flying fish
Swim further out into the ocean
Look around, look up, look out
 
Hid under the water's surface
You are a flying fish
Swim further out into the ocean
Look around, look up, look out
 
Fired, Y-y-you're fired (gir du alt)
Fired, y-y-you're fired (come on dra meg ned på jorda igjen)
 
Fired, Y-y-you're fired (gir du alt)
Fired, y-y-you're fired