Way Out There

Artists: The Sons of the Pioneers, Roy Rogers, Pete Seeger, Marty Robbins

By: Bob Nolan

       Way Out There

(Trio yodel that sounds like a train whistle)

A lonely spot I know where no man will go

where the shadows have all the room.

I was ridin’ free on the old S.P. , humming a southern tune

when a man came along , made me hush my song

kicked me off away out there.

(Trio Yodel)

So I threw down my load in the desert road

rested my weary legs.

I watching the sinking sun make the tall shadows run

Our across that barren plain

Then I hummed a tune to the rising moon

He gets lonesome way out there

(Trio Yodel)

So I closed my eyes to the starlit skies

and I lost myself in dreams

I dreamed the desert land was a milk and honey land

Then I woke up with a start.

There’s a train coming back on that one way track

Gonna take me ‘way from here.

As she was passing by, I caught her on the fly

I climbed in an open door

Then I turned around to that desert ground

Saw the spot I will see no more

As I was riding away I heard the pale moon say

“Farewell, pal, it sure gets lonesome here”

(Trio Yodel)

As she pulled out of sight, I turned to my right

the left and everywhere

but all I could see was a cactus tree

And a prairie dog playing there

Saw the prairie dog feed on the tumbling weed

That’s his home ‘way out there

Listen to The Sons of the Pioneers sing “Way Out There”  ( Note: a few verses are omitted)


Don’t Fence Me In

By: Cole Porter and Robert Fletcher

Artists: Roy Rogers, The Sons of the Pioneers, Bing Crosby, The Andrew Sisters, Willie Nelson

The Oak Ridge Boys, Lorrie Morgan

  Don’ t Fence Me In 

Wild cat Kelly, looking mighty pale

was standing by the sheriff’s side

and when that sheriff said,

I’m sending you to jail

wild cat raised his head and cried.

Oh give me land, lots of land under starry skies above.

Don’t fence me In

Let me ride through the wide open country that I love

Don’t fence me in.

Let me be by myself in the evening breeze

And listen to the murmur of the cotton wood trees.

Send me off forever but I ask you please

Don’t fence me in

Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle

underneath the western skies

On my cayuse , let me wander over yonder til I see the mountain rise.

I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences.

Gaze at the moon until I lose my senses,

I can’t look at hobbles and I can’t stand fences,

Don’t fence me in.