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What's A Poor Boy To Do
Country Girl
Reasons For Leaving
Yes She's Mine
Love Is Blind
Love Takes A Toll
Til My Heart Won't Beat
Rumors On Him
Hard To Resist
Old No. 9
Love's Gonna Rule
Lost Corridor
Get By Love
What's A Poor Boy To Do

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When sunrise comes, shadows fade,
Our dreams visit yesterday,
Where love is lost on winding paths,
Where laughter is captured in every breath.

It's charmed by lust's whispering sighs,
While listening ghosts are so satisfied,
Moaning softly against the wind,
Moaning Softly against the wind.

Heating up somewhere in the pale morning light,
A lover's passionate breathe rides to heavenly heights.

So, Country girl you make it so easy,
Country girl you're the one for me,
My sweet lady stay by my side,
Yes, I know just how you feel,
Yes, I know just how you feel.

In the back on an old pickup truck,
Two young lovers caress love's infinite luck,
Making promises under the stars,
Love's tender moments are just what they are

When the sunset fades and colors paint the sky,
Our spirits melt in the blink of an eye,
Love soars from the mountain tops,
Where angels gather in the clods aloft.

© 1999 Bullydog Music
Billy Rawlett - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Tom Hoover - Electric Bass David Mills - Viola
Jiimy Dee Wallace - Drums David Morgan - Electric Guitar
Bryan "Socket" LaCombe - Pedal Steel




There's always a good reason for leaving, And your reasons left with you today, And while the hurt hardens in my heart each day, I wish I'd said something that'd made you stay.

But there's no reason to believe that any words Could have turned back the hands of time, So your reasons for leaving are my reasons to believe in, That you'll be back someday, sometime.

When I close my eyes and I imagine the vision, Of you as you walked away, The pain washes over me l when I heard you say, "Billy, I never really loved you anyway".

I can still hear the last words that you spoke to me, "Honey, I can't pretend I ever loved you that way", And I've never felt so lonely, so helpless, so blue, Until your reasons for leaving walked away with you.

I know that you couldn't have made it any easier, Especially for this stubborn fool, Cause all my reasons for living are lost in loving you, And your love is the reason, I run after you.

There's always a good reason for leaving, And your reasons left with you today.

© 1999 Bullydog Music
Billy Rawlett - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Harmonica
Tom Hoover - Electric Bass, David Mills - Viola
Jiimy Dee Wallace - Drums
Bryan "Socket" LaCombe - Pedal Steel



She keeps on walking talkin' and lookin so fine,
Yes she's mine, All the time, Yea she's mine.

There's a rumor goin' 'round,
That my girl's been cheatin' on me,
Now boys don't cha' know,
That people they like to talk,
'Bout my woman, My sweet lady,
Who's in love with me.

She keeps on walking talkin' and lookin so fine,
Yea she's mine, All the time, Yes she's mine.

Well, we met at a bar downtown,
Near the Madison county fair,
The band was playin' Hank Williams,
And I was tryin' to buy you a beer,

She keeps on walking talkin' and lookin so fine, It was love at first site,
You had a red ribbon wrapped in your hair,
Yes, You had a red ribbon wrapped in your hair.

Yes she's mine, All the time, Yea she's mine.

She keeps on walking talkin' and lookin so fine,
Yes she's mine, All the time, Yea she's mine.

We danced and laughed and we noticed,
The sparks flyin' from our hearts,
You asked me to promise you,
To share this feelin' and never part.

And It was love at first site,
You had a red ribbon wrapped in your hair,
Yes, You had a red ribbon wrapped in your hair,
Yes, it was love at first site,
You had a red ribbon wrapped in your hair.

She keeps on walking talkin' and lookin' so fine,
Yes she's mine, All the time, Yea she's mine . . .

© 1999 Bullydog Music
Billy Rawlett - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Harmonica
Tom Hoover - Electric Bass, Dan Hodan - Acoustic Guitar and Banjo
Jimmy Dee Wallace - DrumsB Bryan "Socket" LaCombe - Pedal Steel



She picked up the telephone and dialed it one more time,
She had the routine down like a rhyme,
Late night mid morn afternoon rain or shine,
Cause her heart stopped,
When she heard his voice on the line.

Knowing all the time that her love,
Yes knowing all the time that her love,
Yes her love is blind,
Yea love is blind.

She's just holding on to promises but baby maybe they're lies,
She's just holding on to memories of passion in the night,
She's just calling to remind him.

She won't give up without a fight,
No, she won't give up without a fight,
Cause love is blind,
Yea love is blind.

Yea love is blind,
Yes love is blind.

She take time to write a letter to explain just how she feels,
She stops for a moment realizing how much she misses him,
So she pick up that telephone and . . .

Dials one more time,
She dials one more time,
She dials one more time
She dials,
Oh cause love is blind . . .

© 1999 Bullydog Music
Billy Rawlett - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Tom Hoover - Electric Bass, Wyane Tibbit - Organ
Jmmy Dee Wallace - Drums, David Morgan - Lead Guitar Fills
Bryan "Socket" LaCombe - Pedal Steel
Scott "Choo Choo" Folger - Lead Guitar Solo



Well, it's not so easy to live with,
a house that's broken apart,
And it's so easy to believe in,
That the rumors on him are true.

She trys and trys and trys to block out the memories,
She lied and lied and lied about all her lonely nights,
And she's cryin' out, cryin' out,
For a lover to make things right,
make things right.

Well, it's not so easy to live with,
A house that's broken apart,
And it's so easy to believe in,
That the rumors on him are true.

She hopes and prays each day,
That her memories will fade,
She keeps her head held high,
She's proud, she's strong, she's brave,
And she's cryin' out, cryin' out,
For a lover to make things right,
make things right.

Well, it's not so easy to live with,
a house that's broken apart,
And it's so easy to believe in,
That the rumors on him are true.

Well, it's not so easy to live with,
A house that's broken apart,
And it's so easy to believe in,
That the rumors on him are true.

She carries on with pride in her heart,
Knowing she was true,
Yet it's lonely to live in a home,
With memories that make her blue,
So she cries out, she cries out,
For a lover to make things right,
make things right.

Well, it's not so easy to live with,
A house that's broken apart,
And it's so easy to believe in,
That the rumors on him are true,
That the rumors on him are true,
That the rumors on him are true.

© 1999 Bullydog Music
Billy Rawlett - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar,Electric Bass
Lesesne Kunz - Backing Vocals, Wyane Tibbit - Organ
Jmmy Dee Wallace - Drums
Bryan "Socket" LaCombe - Pedal Steel
Dan "The Oar" Wicktorski - Electric guitar



Don't paint for me no pictures of no strangers,
Cause I don't want to feel anymore of your anger,
Please dance with me and feel the mystery,
Of hearts in love making history.

I don't want to be alone now tonight,
I don't want to be alone now baby tonight,
No, I don't want to be alone now baby tonight.

Sometimes when the lights are low,
I can feel your shadows moving slowly over me,
Just knowing you are here with me,
Makes me feel so easily persuaded.

I'll follow you until the end of time,
Or till my heart won't beat,
I'll follow you until the end of time,
Or till my heart won't beat.

As I looked into the sunset, all I could see,
was the fiery red in your hair,
And as the stars peeked through the darkening sky,
Each twinkling star reminds me of the sparkle in your eyes.

And I'll follow you until the end of time,
Or till my heart won't beat,
I'll follow you until the end of time,
Or till my heart won't beat,
Yes, I'll follow you until the end of time,
Or till my heart won't beat.

© 1999 Bullydog Music
Billy Rawlett - Vocals, Acoustic Guitars, Shaker and Dobro
Dan Hodan - Acoustic Guitar, Rick Phiffer- Mandolin



She's hard to resist,
When she comes on strong,
She's a woman in every way,
Until she walks into your life,
And turns it right 'round,
And then she just walks away.

Cause she's as pretty as you please her,
An angel if you need her,
A devil on her darkest day,
She's everything to me,
And I'll always believe her,
No matter what people say.

She's true blue lady,
Lookin' like she might maybe need a man tonight,
But she's a real cool chooser,
And it easy to lose her,
Cause everyone wants her tonight.

She's as pretty as you please her,
An angel if you need her, A devil on her darkest day
She's everything to me,
And I'll always believe her,
No matter what people say.

She's as pretty as you please her,
An angel if you need her,
A devil on her darkest day,
She's everything to me,
And I'll always believe her,
No matter what people say.

She takes her time cause she's a lady,
Who's sought after daily,
See the men fall at her feet,
Until she walks into their lives,
And turns it right 'round,
They'll find they're not the only fool in town.

Yes, she's as pretty as you please her,
An angel if you need her,
A devil on her darkest day,
She's everything to me,
And I'll always believe her,
No matter what people say,
No matter what people say,
No matter what people say.

© 1999 Bullydog Music
Billy Rawlett - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Bass
Lesesne Kunz - Backing Vocals,Jmmy Dee Wallace - Drums
David Mills - Viola, Rick Stevens - Bass
Bryan "Socket" LaCombe - Pedal Steel,



Please tell me you love, one more time,
Please tell me you need me, so I won't waste my time,
Draggin' around your lonesome heart,
And helpin' you ease your pain,
Knowin your mind is somewhere else,
Yes knowin' my love's in vain.

Please hold me a little tighter baby I need 1 more kiss,
Please take me higher cause I can't resist,
Lyin' in your lovin' arms until the morning light,
Prayin' it will never end when you turn to me and say.

Love takes its toll on our heart,
And it's love that make us hope for a new start,
But it's a bad love it'll drive to lovers apart,
Yes it's love that takes its toll on our hearts.

Please tell me you love me, one more time,
Please tell me you need me, so I, won't waste my time,
Tryin' my best to be the only only one for you,
Giving you my best love to do with what you please,
And I'll stop tryin' to make you see,
When I know that you don't care,
That's when I turn to you and say.

© 1999 Bullydog Music
Billy Rawlett - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Rick Stevens - Electric Bass, David Mills - Viola
Dan Hodan - Acoustic Guitar, Rick Phiffer- Mandolin
James Perkins - Drums, David Morgan - Lead E. Guitar
Bryan "Socket" LaCombe - Pedal Steel



She held on to he dreams much too long,
She held on to her lover's just a little too strong,
But each night before she goes to sleep,
She prays for a little piece of what little love has left for her,
Cause she's gettin' in too deep.

Cause love leaves memories reachin' out for more,
And love leaves hearts beating heated to the core,
And love leaves lovers searching for love's lost corridor.

Now he stood in the shadows of a love gone bad,
He should have done something long ago,
But now he's cryin' and it's so sad,
But each night before he goes to sleep,
He prays for a little piece of what little love has left for him,
He don't care if he's gettin' in too deep.

Cause love leaves memories reachin' out for more,
And love leaves hearts beating they're heated to the core,
And love leaves lovers searching for love's lost corridor.

We've all stood before the wind, and kept our hopes up high, That lover who would unlock our deepest secrets, would show up by and by,
But each night before we all go to sleep,
We all pray for a little piece of what little love has left for us,
We don't care if we're gettin' in too deep.

Cause love leaves memories they keep reachin' out for more,
And love leaves hearts beating now they're heated to the core,
And searching for love's lost corridor.

© 1999 Bullydog Music
Billy Rawlett - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Lesesne Kunz - Backing Vocals
Rick Stevens - Electric Bass
James Perkins - Drums
David Mills - Viola, Piano



She wanted more than he could give,
And she held on until the bitter end,
But then one day, she walked out that door,
Now his broken heart, it beats no more,
Cause a lover's lost love can harden the heart like stone.

No matter how you hold it,
Love is gonna mold your world,
Yes, no matter where you find it,
Love is gonna rule your soul.

Days, months, weeks turned into years,
Since love...had lost its spark,
and hearts in love warmed the dark,
and passion danced circles around their hearts.

No matter how you hold it,
Love is gonna mold your world,
Yes, no matter where you find it,
Love is gonna rule your soul.

Days, months, weeks rolled into years,
Sometimes a broken heart never heals,
It's as fragile as a snowflake,
Yet warm from the start,
Love is a dangerous thing when it falls apart.

No matter how you hold it,
Love is gonna mold your world,
Yes, no matter where you find it,
Love is gonna rule your soul.

No matter how you hold it,
Love is gonna mold your world,
Yes, no matter where you find it,
Love is gonna rule your soul.

© 1999 Bullydog Music
Billy Rawlett - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Rick Stevens -Electric Bass
Jimmy Dee Wallace - Drums
Scott "Choo Choo" Folger - Lead Guitars
Wayne Tibbit - Organ Lesesne Kunz - Backing Vocals



She comes runnin' off the mountain top,
Carryin' bright orange lilies with speckles black,
Her her was blowin' in the wind,
And the sunshine sparkled in her eyes.

I was settin' on the porch swing playin' my guitar,
And lookin' up the hill I could she my gal,
Running down the mountain at back neck speed,
With flowers flowin' from her hair.

It was just about sunset when she called to me,
"My daddy said its okay to marry me",
So we danced around the campfire late that night,
Our heart were filled with love.

Our heart were filled with love that night,
Our heart were filled with love,
We danced around the campfire late that night,
Our heart were filled with love.

The sun was comin' up when grandpa said,
He could No. 9 comin' round the bend,
And if we ran real fast we could catch that train,
Down to the city where the preacher lived.

Going down to the city where the preacher lived,
Going down to the city to marry my gal,
We going down to the city where preacher lived,
Gonna marry my poor darlin' mountain gal.

Well we took his advise and we ran to the tracks,
But my poor darlin' mountain girl fell on the rails,
She hit her head and the blood flowed free,
It was clear right then she'd never marry me,
My poor darlin' mountain girl fell on the rails,
My poor darlin' mountain girl died that day,
My poor darlin' mountain girl fell on the rail.
While Old No. 9 just puffed away . . .

© 1999 Bullydog Music
Billy Rawlett - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Harmonica
Rick Stevens - Electric Bass, David Mills - Viola
Dan Hodan - Banjo, Rick Phiffer - Mandolin
Jimmy Dee Wallace - Drums
Bryan "Socket" LaCombe - Pedal Steel



It's your get by love,
It leaves me with such selfish feelings,
It's your get by love,
Help me I'm lost in my own feelings,
Yes, it looks like love,
When you hold me close and my heart starts reelin'
It's your get by love,
It leaves me with such selfish feelings,
such selfish feelings.

It's your get by love,
Can't you see my heart, my heart is bleeding,
It's your get by love,
Don't you hear my voice, my voice is pleading,
I want all your love.

It leaves my with such selfish feelings,
such selfish feelings.

It's the way your eyes look when you hold me tight,
Yes, its what your eyes say when you look at me that way,
It's what my heart knows should be true,
When I stand back and take a good look at you.....

And your get by love,
your get by love,
It's just your get by love,
It's your get by love.

It's your get by love,
But baby I can't help the way I'm feelin'
It's your get by love,
Loves struck me and yes my heart's still reelin',
Yes I know it's love,
Cause not a day goes by without my mind dreamin'
It's your get by love.

It leaves me with such selfish feelings,
such selfish feelings.

It's the way your eyes look when you hold me tight,
Yes, its what your eyes say when you look at me that way,
It's what my heart knows should be true,
When I stand back and take a good look at you . . .

And your get by love,
And your get by love,
It's just your get by love,
It's your get by love . . .

© 1999 Bullydog Music
Billy Rawlett - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Rick Stevens - Electric Bass
Jimmy Dee Wallace - Drums
Scott "Choo Choo" Folger - Lead Guitar
Wayne Tibbit - Organ



Searching for answers striving for manhood,
What's a poor boy to do,
At the foot of the mountain he looks up towards the sky,
What's a poor boy to do.

Reason is lost its blind to his eyes,
What's a poor boy to do,
Heartless and cold, it's his dreams that are lost,
What's a poor boy to do,
What's a poor to do.

The rivers of life are running so fast,
What's a poor boy to do,
The rivers of life they run so deep,
What's a poor to boy to do.

Eternal hope we see it in his eyes,
What's a poor boy to do,
It's the fire and the passion, it never tells him lies,
What's a poor boy to do,
What's a poor boy to do.

The winds of change blows sand in our eyes,
What's a poor boy to do,
The hands of time put creases around our eyes,
What's a poor boy to do.

There's no denying that loves hold the meaning,
What's a poor boy to do,
Our emotions strive with reckless abandon,
What's a poor boy to do,
What's a poor boy to do.

At the time of death only our spirit is left,
What's a poor boy to do,
And when our ghost war-dances with all our ancestors,
This poor boy is finally set free,
This poor boy is finally set free,
This poor boy is finally set free.

© 1999 Bullydog Music
Billy Rawlett - Vocal, Acoustic Guitar and Harmonica



All songs written by Billy Rawlett.
Lyrics reprinted with permission from Bullydog Music.
All Rights Reserved. Mixed and Mastered by Kol Marshall at NOMAD Recording Studio.


Copyright © 2003 Bullydog Music