Truly Western Experience

I feel frustration comin' back
I'm not sure just where i'm at
I'm losing touch w/ what i'm trying to be
I need someone to show the way
Not someone to share the blame
Well it's not down to you
It's up to me

Don't wanna hang from someone's string
Or answer someone else's ring
The things i'm wanting most in life are free
No, living hand-to-mouth's no treat
Till bitter end the dream's still sweet
It's not down to you
It's up to me

Well, it's up to me
Lord it's up to me
It's not down to you
It's up to me 2x

Well, i feel frustration coming back
I'm not sure just where i'm at
It seems the times and i just don't agree
But i can stand on my own feet
I won't quit until i'm beat
Well it's not down to you
It's up to me

It's up to me
Lord, it's up to me
It's not down to you
It's up to me

Patsy cline
An old cool cat from way downtown
He's been boppin all around
This old world were living fast
Afraid some day were gonna run outa gas
If your'e travellin that way too
I'l tell you folks what you better do
You gotta
Stop, look and listen
Don't know what you're missing
Stop, look and listen
You might be missing kissin
If you're travelling slow
You'll go a long long way

Well farmer jones he came to town
Saw that boppin all around
Learned to do it, there's no doubt
Fraid some day he'll burn his motor out
If you're travellin that way too
I'll tell you folks what you better do
You gotta
Stop, look and listen
Don't know what you're missin
Stop, look listen
You might be missing kissin
If you're travelling slow
You'll go a long long way

First came the boogie, then the bunny hop
Now the (rumble, samba) then the bop
I don't know what's comin next
This old world's in a terrible fix
If you're travellin that way too
I'l tell you folks what you better do
You gotta
Stop, look and listen
Don't know what you're missin
Stop, look listen
You might be missing kissin
If you're travelling slow
You'll go a long long way

I know a cool cat from way outta town
He's been boppin all around
This old world we're living fast
Afraid some day were gonna run outa gas
If you're travellin that way too
I'll tell you folks what you better do
You gotta
Stop, look and listen
You don't know what you're missin
Stop, look listen
You might be missing kissin
If you're travelling slow
You'll go a long long way

Let's settle down
The world won't stop spinnin' round
We'll get out of this mess-
Wait and see.
Wait and see is that what you'll do?
You think i'm mental in anguish over you?
Does the fact that we may die urge you to pine and stew?
Do you think i'm mental in anguish for you?
I can't lie beneath the sky
Concern of mine is you.

(tell me that your tan is via the sun.)
Tell me that the plan won't hurt anyone.

Oooooh...

We will get out of this mess
Wait and see
Wait and see is that what you'll do
You think i'm mentally anguished for you
Does the fact that we may die urge you to pine and stew
Do you think i'm mentally anguished over you?
I can't lie beneath the sky
Concern of mine is you
No, i can't lie beneath the sky
Concern of mine is you
Think i'm mental

K.d. lang/g. matthews
When i wink at you with one of my eyes
Mean to meet behind the barn in 5
I'll be waiting with a sweet surprise

Oooh...

Folks might wonder where we've wandered to
Might be doing things we aint' supposed to do
I just wanna spend some time alone with you

Oooh...

Hanky panky
Hanky panky
Hanky panky 2x

Maybe tomorrow we can go for a ride
In the country sitting side by side
I've got some things that i'd like to confide

Hanky panky
Hanky panky
Hanky panky 3x

G. elgar
Through garbage dumps
He sought his game
The things thrown out
Were the things he gained

Back alley waste
And dirt from litter
He collected it all
And he ate it
For dinner... dinner... dinner...

Hooked on junk
Hooked on junk
Hooked on junk.. junk...junk...junk... junk

Sally looked in disgust
How could a man write such stuff
What about real life
What about the way things really are

What a gross person she was
Sally threw her head back
She began to up...up...
Upheave violently
Her guts tore from the sickening chore

Detecting something foul
She cried out for more bowel
"more bowel" she cried
"more bowel!"

She found her head
Lying in a bowl of toilet collectibles....
Collectibles....
Collectibles...

I could see she was sick
So i called her lawyer and ordered some

Hooked on junk
Hooked on junk
Hooked on junk.. junk...junk...junk... junk.