JOE LaMAY & SHERRI REESE
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Original Song Lyrics:


Angel In Your Eyes
Ballad In Plain Bb

Banks of the Oswego
Bluebird Blues
Colin's Song
Comin' Home to Say Goodbye
Could've Been In Kansas
Cumberland Rose
Dark Clouds
Darlin' Susie
David K
Down By The Willow Grove
Farewell My Crazy Love
Give Me That Book
Golf Incident
Hands Of An Artist
Heavenward Bound
I Can't Sing This Song
I Don't Know Why You Come Here
I Thought Heaven Was Calling Me Home
It's a Long Long Way Up this Mountain
It's Not Over
Little Old Church
Low Bossie Low
Make Them Chickens Fly
Mama, Put Down That Picture
Marbletown
Maryville
More To You Than Meets The Heart
Name On A Stone (Anna)
The Old Man Has Gone
On A Quiet Morning In Spring
One More Banjo Laid Down
Play Me Your Song
Pray Our Songs To Keep
Rollin' Hills Of Mexico
Rose Of The Genesee
Rust on the Tracks
The Sailor's Curse
Sandy Beach
The Seeds They Sowed
Silent Lonesome Sound
Singing Just For Friends
Song For Someone
Song For Texas
Steal You Away
Stone By Stone
Telephone Blues
That Lovers' Tune
These Texas Blues
We Never Did Get To See Albert Einstein
When I'm With You
Where Do The Butterflies Dance?
Wildwood Flower Seeds

Co-written:
Bones Do Rattle (Debra Stout & Joe LaMay)
For a Nickel and a Song
(Richard Atkinson & Joe LaMay)
Hey Little Red Bird (Victoria Barber & Joe LaMay)
I Can't Open That Door (Joe LaMay & Dennis Dougherty)
Oh, I Remember That Song (Dennis Dougherty & Joe LaMay)
Passages of Time (Sunny Moser & Joe LaMay)
Rock Bottom is a Solid Place to Start (Dennis Dougherty & Joe LaMay)

Additional Lyrics Added:
Lonesome Valley
Rollin' Hills of Kentucky
When The Fields Are White With Daisies


Bones Do RattlePDF
Words & Music by Debra Stout & Joe LaMay

Driving my cattle up from Stillwater
I'm leaving behind my son and my daughter
It's a long road to ramble with no end in sight
Lonely by day and lonely by night

The Northwind does blow - my bones do rattle
It blows all around me and my cattle
It's a blanket on the ground - my head on my saddle
As the north wind does blow and my bones they do rattle

Well, working this herd is a big numbers game
There's bound to be stragglers out here on the range
But I ride in my saddle from dusk until dawn
And when the wind starts to blowin' I'll keep movin' on

Chorus

When we finally reach Clear Creek with most of the herd
I'm gonna pick up my pay and fly like a bird
Til I reach the ole cabin in the hills of Stillwater
Back in the fold with my son and my daughter

Chorus

©2013 Debra Stout & Joe LaMay Pressed For Time, BMI.
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Pressed For Time
PO Box 305
Somerset, KY 42502
606-305-67411

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