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A Few Wild Horses
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Semi-Autobiographical. You know, Semi, like the truck!
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In the words of James Taylor, It's me and my guitar. Always in the same mood! Then again, maybe my guitar is just humoring me - sigh -
Just me, I'm an old Folksinger that still plays out once in a blue moon. Thank you for listening to my primitive acoustic songs. I am a retired Army Bandsman, a certified Wall Wacker, and am currently a teacher. Next time I retire I am going back into Folksinging. It's the perfect occupation really, no hope of fame and fortune and definately keeps me humble. Folksinging just naturally makes me a better person I s'pose.
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Genre
Country • Country and Western
Charts
Peak #176
Peak in subgenre #15
Author
Charles W - T Consaul
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I wrote it, played it and sang it.
Uploaded
November 26, 2005
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MP3 3.0 MB • 128 kbps • 3:19
Story behind the song
I never did understand women, then one day I learned that I didn't really have to. They already understood me and they weren't buying my line anyway. What a relief!
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A Few Wild Horses Charles W - T Consaul 1. There was a horse out on the Prarie Knew he wanted to be free Ran himself to death and ruin Just to stay away from me I wanted him so mean and madly That I think about him yet When I'd use a thing so badly That I'd kill to take my bet 2. There was a woman out in Tulsa That I wanted for my bride She loved the chase more than some others But she would never let me ride I tried to hold her but I couldn't So I finally let her go Just like that horse out on the Prarie It was her eyes that told me no! 3. Somebody broke her with their sweet talk And she gentled like a babe Protected him just like a fortress And worked for him just like a slave I've never shared life with a lady Since that story had it's end But I've stirred dust across the praries With a few wild horses I've called freinds
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ALEXIS PATRICK
Mar 28, 2012
Lovely guitar work....Great lyrics and magnificent vocals.