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Sometimes I do, Sometimes I don't, Sometimes I get drunk
By Edward C. Wemmerus
Copyright ©Edward C. Wemmerus Sr. April 21,1991
All Rights reserves
Tempo 100bpm key of A
Verse 1
Well I'm Rollin down the highway, chasin' after love
Ridin' buckin' bronks or in a honky-tonk, there's one thing I'm sure of
You won't find love in a two bit bar,
but you can find a dream
All it takes is a little whiskey, and a girl in skin tight jeans
Chorus
I'm been ridden' in that rodeo, trying' to win the prize
Tryin' to get that girl in the honky tonk
the one with the flirty eyes
Some times I do, Some times I don't, some times I get drunk
And end up in the county jail, passed out on a bunk
Instrumental Verse
Verse 2
I've been in every one horse town, from here to Birmingham
I've ridden' bulls and wrestled steers, and tasted lots of sand
When it comes to drinken' whiskey,
and chosen' women down
Hey, that's what I am all about, when this Cowboy coolin' down.
Bridge
Some time you get thrown, face down in the dirt
Sometime you make it, when you can make it work
Sometimes all the ladies that saw you in the show
Want to take you home at night, and never let you go
Chorus
Been ridden' in that rodeo, tryin' na take the prize
Tryin' to get that girl in the honky tonk
the one with the flirty eyes
Some times I do, Some times I don't, some times I get drunk
And end up in the county jail, passed out on a bunk
Tag lines ad-libbed
Yeah, Hey Jailer, I wanna see the High Sheriff
Hey, ain't I got a phone call comin' to me, or somethin' like that, I call my Lawyer
Yeah, Hey when are we gonna eat, Jailer,
I'm gettin' kinda hungry I been in here a long time now
Ya ever gonna feed me
Jailer, are you listenin' ? Jailer, can you hear me ?
Hey Jailer, When you gonna let me outta here.
Damn, in jail again, Oh well
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I've Got Time to Spend
03:45
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I've Got Time to Spend
By Ed Wemmerus
Words, Music and Arrangement By Edward C. Wemmerus Sr.
Copyright © February 6, 1991 All Rights Reserved
Copyright © Registered February 25, 1991
Verse 1
I've got time to spend, workin' overtime.
I've got time to fix up the old car
I've got time to spend out with the boys on Friday night.
I've even spent some time down at a bar
I took the time to buy myself a mandolin.
Someday I'll spend the time to learn to play
I've got time to go and visit all my next of kin.
I've even found the time to kneel and pray.
Chorus
But a heartache always happens when I take the time.
To close my eyes and think of lovin' you
No matter what I do there is no peace of mind.
Cause all the time I've got, I spend, missin' you
Verse 2
I've got time to spend watchin' football.
I've got time to go fishin' if I choose
I've got time to go and do the things I'd really like to do.
I've even got some time to think of you.
I've taken time to play a game of checkers,
with the old men sittin' down around the square.
I've got time to sit and dream about tomorrow.
To kneel and pray to God that you still care
Repeat Chorus
Tag line
Cause all the time I've got I spend, missin' you
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An Undiscovered Hero
03:45
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An Undiscovered Hero
Words, Music and Arrangement By Edward C. Wemmerus Sr.
Copyright © December 20, 1990 All Rights Reserved
Copyright © Registered January 15, 1991
Dedicated to Charlie Red, the original Undiscovered Hero
Verse
He's a country singer in a Stetson hat
with a guitar in his hand
Wearin' cowboy boots an old gambler suits
he makes a livin' doin' one night stands
Standin' on the stage at a county fair
with a rag-tag five piece band
tellin them stories and singin' them songs
about workin' hard and takin' a stand
Chorus
He's an undiscovered hero,
a country balladeer
bringin' songs and jokes and words of hope
to all the folks from far and near
but when this gig is over
and the crowd has all gone home
he'll pack up the old truck, kiss his lady for luck
and down the road they'll go
Verse
Wearin' faded jeans and a pony tail,
she's sittin' in the very last row
She's heard those songs a million times
through every matinee and show
She's got a baby on her lap, still she's the first to clap
even if he's done it wrong/
She loves the fair haired man, with the rag tag band
And the way he sings a song.
Repeat Chorus
Bridge
It's a hard life that they're livin'
playin' for the crowd each night
they give it all they've got, for one more shot
hopin' it will turn out right
But nine years on the highway
with a pick-up truck for home
makes it hard to be a star, no matter who you are
a singin' in that microphone
Chorus
Tag line:
He'll pack up this old truck, kiss his lady for luck
and down the road they'll go.
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A Little Lapse of Memory
02:47
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A Little Lapse Of Memory
Words, Music and Arrangement By Ed Wemmerus
Copyright © September 12, 1992 Edward C. Wemmerus Sr
All rights reserved Copyright registered October 19, 1992
Chorus
It's just a little lapse of memory , that's all
Not the kind of thing that happens all the time
I forgot to remember to forget that I love you
Just a little lapse of memory , that's all
Verse I
I know I'm not supposed to think about you darlin
I've tried to wipe your memory from my mind
I make myself forget about how close we used to be
And really it gets better all the time
But sometimes when I'm just a little lonely
I try to fight but baby it's no use
Well there's nothin I can do, to keep from being blue
I forget I'm not supposed to think of you.
Chorus
Instrumental Break
Verse 2
I know I'm not supposed to be here on your doorstep
Specially since today's your wedding day
And I really wasn't trying to upset you
It's just that sometimes I forget to stay away
Chorus
Tag line:
I forgot to remember to forget that I love you
Just a little lapse of memory , that's all
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Whiskey & Teardrops
03:15
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Between The Whiskey and The Teardrops
Words, Music and Arrangement By Edward C. Wemmerus Sr.
Copyright © Aug. 1, 1992 All rights reserved
Copyright © Registered October 19, 1992
Verse I
Whiskey doesn't mix with teardrops, you can never get your fill
It can't fix a broken memory, never has it never will
But on the bottle I'm relyin', to help my heart get over you
Though it won't stop me from cryin', I keep hopin' that it will
Chorus
Whiskey you've gotta take her memory, and help me get it off of my mind
You've got to paint a new illusion, and one that's not the end of the line
Although I know it may seem hopeless, It's really just a matter of time
Between the whiskey and the teardrops, The beer and the brandy and the wine.
Bridge Turn around
Verse II
I know I cannot drown my sorrows, in a sea of alcohol
and that I should just forget her, stand up proud and stand up tall
But that's not in my constitution, I can't do it on my own
I fortify my resolution, drinkin' whiskey all alone
Repeat Chorus
Tag line:
Between the whiskey and the teardrops, the beer and the brandy and the wine
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The Only Time
04:06
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The Only Time
By Ed Wemmerus
Copyright 10-31-2008 Edward C. Wemmerus Sr.
All Rights Reserved
Key of A 90 bpm
Verse 1
I been working in this steel mill, nigh on twenty year
Workin' like a hungry dog, spittin' blood and tears
Got my family to keep goin', thru the hard times and the strife
It's an all American story, it's the story of my life.
Verse 2
Well my daddy came be for me, working in this mill
He showed me what it took to live, and I remember still
How he taught me how to fish and hunt, he taught me what was right
He said an good man doesn't need to run, or go out an pick a fight
Chorus
The only time I saw my daddy cry, was when my mamma said her last goodbye
He took her hand and gave her a smile, said I'll see you on the other side
But I could tell it did not ease the strain, of watchin' mamma lyin' there in pain
Then he kissed her on the cheek and said goodbye, and was never the same
Verse 3
My daddy's gone and I'm the family's man
It's my turn to teach my son, to help him understand
That the the only thing you really own, is your integrity
I'm working in this Steel Mill, raisin' up my family
Chorus
The only time I saw my daddy cry, was when my mamma said her last goodbye
He took her hand and gave her a smile, said I'll see you on the other side
But I could tell it did not ease the strain, of watchin' mamma lyin' there in pain
Then he kissed her on the cheek and said goodbye, and was never the same
Tag lines:
But I could tell it did not ease the strain, of watchin' mamma lyin' there in pain
Then he kissed her on the cheek and said goodbye, and was never the same
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Maybe He'll Get Lucky
03:20
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Maybe He'll Get Lucky
Words, Music and Arrangement By Ed Wemmerus
Copyright © November 21, 1992 Edward C. Wemmerus Sr.
All Rights Reserved
Verse 1
He's thinkin' maybe he'll get lucky, maybe he won't.
Maybe he'll get to take her home, maybe he won't
Or maybe he'll just sit there on that barstool gettin' drunk.
Maybe he'll get lucky, maybe he won't
Verse 2
I can see it in his eyes the way he looks at her.
He's tryin' to figure out a way to get to her
And even though I'm sittin' right here next to her.
He thinks he can take her, away from me
Chorus
Now maybe he feels lucky, maybe he don't.
Maybe he'll be a winner, maybe he won't
Maybe he really wants to find out if I'm gettin' drunk.
Maybe he'll get lucky, maybe he won't
Verse 3
As a general rule I'm normally a quiet man.
I try to mind my own affairs as best I can
But there's one thing that I think he'd better understand.
The lady he's talkin' to, is married to me
Instrumental verse
Chorus
Now maybe he feels lucky, maybe he don't.
Maybe he'll be a winner, maybe he won't
And maybe he really wants to find out if I'm gettin' drunk.
Maybe he'll get lucky, maybe he won't
Tag line:
Maybe he'll get lucky, maybe he won't
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It's Just Another One of Life's Little Disappointments
(formerly titled A Simple Life)
Word, Music and Arrangement By Edward C. Wemmerus Sr.
Copyright © Dececember. 14, 1991 Edward C. Wemmerus Sr.
All rights reserved
Verse 1
I was sittin' on my pony, at Hollywood and vine.
Tryin' to find a place to park, I didn't have a dime
My buckskins chafin' me, from ridin' down the line.
I guess I'm just a little behind the times
C h o r u s
It's just another one a life's little - disappointments.
When you just want to live a simple life
Yeah with three squares on the table, and a woman that is able.
And a good edge on your trusty huntin' knife
Verse 2
I tried to find a barber, for a haircut and a shave.
All I found were stylin' shops, and permanent waves
Its a sign of the times in the home of the brave.
No one wants to live a simple life
C h o r u s
It's just another one a life's little - disappointments.
When you just want to live a simple life
Yeah with three squares on the table, and a woman that is able.
And a good edge on your trusty huntin' knife
Verse 3
I went to by some ammunition, at a dry goods store.
And they told me that they can't get that caliber no more
Well tryin' to kill a buffalo without it is a chore.
He said " you can't kill buffalo no more
C h o r u s
It's just another one a life's little - disappointments.
When you just want to live a simple life
Yeah with three squares on the table, and a woman that is able.
And a good edge on your trusty huntin' knife
Pickin' Verse
Verse 4
I spied a pretty lady, with locks of golden hair.
It look like she had nothin on, but her underwear
When I yelled out " Hey cowgirl, come on over here."
Well all he did was look at me and stare
C h o r u s
It's just another one a life's little - disappointments.
When you just want to live a simple life
Yeah with three squares on the table, and a woman that is able.
And a good edge on your trusty huntin' knife
Tag line: ( sung twice)
Yeah with three squares on the table, and a woman that is able.
And a good edge on your trusty huntin' knife
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Back From The Past
02:59
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Back From The Past
Words, Music and Arrangement By Edward C. Wemmerus Sr.
Copyright © Nov. 8, 1990 Edward C. Wemmerus Sr.
All Rights Reserved - Copyright © Registered December 6, 1990
1st Verse
Every time I think I've settled down, -- And gotten my life - back on the track
It seems you always pick that time to come around
It's uncanny how you keep coming back
Every time you step back through that door, I know this lovin feelin can't last
The one thing that my heart can't stand, Is watchin you walk out again
You keep comin - back from the past
Chorus
Back from the past - like a haunting memory
Back from the past - will you ever set me free
If you don't love me - don't keep me on a string
And don't keep comin - back from the past
2nd Verse
I know someday I'm gonna be O.K. ---- I'll find a girl to take the place of you
And even though it won't be quite the same
Well at least I know her love will be true
So the next time that you walk back out that door
I'm tellin you it's gonna be your last
The day is comin sure as rain - That I won't have to feel this pain
When your not comin - back from the past
Repeat Chorus
tag:
Yeah baby don't keep comin - back from the past
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Goin' Down For One Last Time
Words, Music and Arrangement By Edward C. Wemmerus Sr.
Copyright © April 10, 1991 All rights reserved
Copyright © registered May 22, 1991
Verse I
On a freight train out of Memphis, headed for L.A.
I'm leavin' all your memories behind
The winter winds are blowin' cold across the great divide.
But not as cold as you were the night we said goodbye
Chorus
Doin' forty miles an hour, in a boxcar headed west
Gotta to leave your world behind me, gotta to give my heart a rest
I'm hole'd up on a freight train, tryin' to get you off my mind
Goin' out to " Shaky City ", goin' down for one last time
Verse 2
With the rhythm of the boxcar, rockin' me to sleep.
In restless dreams I'm haunted by your face
I guess there isn't any way, to leave the hurt behind.
Cause even on this lonesome train I've got you on my mind
Chorus
Pickin' Verse
Chorus
tag:
Goin' out to " Shaky City ", goin' down for one last time
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