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Off The Handle

Awwwuh...oh yeah.

 

Well, I fly off the handle a little too quick,
Just call me a nervous man.
For the last week or two, it don't take too much,
To make me wanna raise the sand.

Yeah...

Well, it's one of those days,
When you`d rather not be,
So low down and dirty,
Your luck's out at sea.

Owwww....

Well, I fly off the handle a little too fast,
You know, friends say I look like an angry man.
Like a bad memory you turned up again,
I find it hard not to raise my hand.
   
Well, it's one of those towns,
Where you'd rather not stay,
Come back and see it some other day.

Oh Yeah... oh come on...
   
It's one of those nights
When you know you're alone,
Feeling half-crazy, just body and soul.
 
Well, my cat won't scratch, or show its claws,
It just prowls round the house all day.
For the last night or two, I can't eat or drink,
I think I'm gonna fade away.
   
Well, it's one of those things
Where you'd rather not be,
So low down and lonesome,
Your luck's out at sea.

Eeee..eeee...eeee...oww...

OUT ON THE WESTERN PLAIN

When I was a cowboy out on the Western Plain.
When I was a cowboy out on the Western Plain.
Well, I made a half a million,
Working hard on the bridle reins.

Come a cow-cow yicky. come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea.
 
What was the greatest battle ever on the Western Plain?
What was the greatest battle ever on the Western Plain?
When me and a bunch of cowboys rode into Jesse James.

Come a cow-cow yicky, come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea.
Come a cow-cow yicky, come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea.

Now  me and a bunch of cowboys rode into Jesse James.
When me and a bunch of cowboys rodc into Jesse James.
Well, those bullets were a-flying just like a shower of rain.

Come a cow-cow ylcky come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea.
Come a cow-cow ylcky come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea.

What was the greatest battle ever on Bunker Hill?
What was the greatest battle ever on Bunker Hill?
When me and a bunch of cowboys rode into Buffalo Bill.

Come a cow-cow yicky, come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea.
Come a cow-cow ylcky, come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea.

Overnight Bag

Packed my things in an overnight bag,
A toothbrush and guitar, got no tail to drag.
Gonna leave, on the next passing breeze.

My heart is heavy, as a sky full of rain,
Mind full of notions, that I just can't explain.
The reasons why, just can't be supplied.

Trapped by a heartache, and freed by my will,
Sentenced to wander, so much time to kill,
Hear my plea, and rescue me.

Packed my sorrows in an overnight bag,
But I'll be gone much longer than that,
Who knows when, we'll meet again?

Too many sleepless nights, put my soul on edge,
And so many restless moods, lay heavy in my head.

Too many sleepless nights, put my soul on edge,
And so many restless moods, lay heavy in my head.

Wrote down my thoughts, and I sealed them in hope,
Sent them to you in a blue envelope,
Not received, it seems to me.

I had some things that I wanted to say,
But my chance, well it just blew away,
On the breeze, like some mystery.