The Singing Ranger 1949 1953 lyrics

My cowboy life is so happy and free

Out west where the laws don't bother me

I take my troubles like a toy

I'm just a yodeling cowboy

At the set of the sun

When my work is done

On my pony I take a ride

Where thr coyotes howl

And the varmits prowl

With my forty-four by my side

I go down that lonesome trail

Just galloping long

I love to sing my yodeling

Cowboy song

When Mexican Joe met Jole Blon

Si, Si, Si, oui, oui, how they carried on

He held her tight and danced all night

And crossed the border at daylight

When Mexican Joe met Jole Blon

Mexican Joe was wild and reckless

He walked into a honky-tonk in Texas

Looking for some real romance and pettin'

On a barroom stool alone this doll was settin'

There's an old guitar that's lonely

Since the master's gone away

But he's singing to the angels

Way up in Heaven today

He left a blue song for the brakeman

And to the kiddies a lullaby

To all sweethearts he left a lovesong

When Jimmie Rogers said goodbye

He left a yodel for the cowboy

They sing it now with tear dimmed eye

And he left every prairie lonely

Written by Kane-Robertson

Recorded by Hank Snow

(G) Unfaithful (G7) Unfaithful, the (C) whole town (G) knows

You're breaking my heart (D7) secretly

(G) Unfaithful (G7) Unfaithful your (C) cheatin' (G) shows

You care for me (D) so careless (G)-ly

You (C) take any chance for a (G) new romance

They (A7) whisper where ever you (D) go

Written by Hank Snow, Peanut Faircloth, Cordia Volkmar

Recorded by Hank Snow

Santa had a cup of coffee and he ate a little snack thru his pack right over his back

Open the windows of his little shack and shouted oh dasher and dancer

Vixen and blitzen come on here were gonna get a goin' and spread some cheer

So limber your legs and sharpen your hooves

Recorded by Hank Snow

Who-who-who (Who-who-who)

Who-who-who-who (Who-who-who-who)

A boy and girl were kissing beneath a linden tree

A lonely owl was watching a little jealously

It seemed that he was saying

I want my sweetheart too

But she's flown off with someone

I often wonder who

Who-who-who (Who-who-who-who)

The summer moon grew brighter, the owl looked down at me

Written by Franz Gruber and Joseph Mohr

Recorded by Hank Snow

Silent night holy night all is calm all is bright

Round young virgin mother and child holy infant so tender and mild

Sleep in heavenly peace sleep in heavenly peace

Glories stream from heaven afar heavely hosts sing alleluia

Christ the Saviour is born Christ the Saviour is born

Oh you Mississippi River, with waters so deep and wide

My thoughts of you keep risin', just like an evening tide

I'm just like a seagull that's left the sea

Oh your muddy waters keep on callin'me

I'm gonna pack my grip and head that way

You'll see me hanging 'round again some day

'Cause I know that's the only way to lose

The Mississippi river blues

Written by Jack Rollins and Steve Nelson

Recorded by Hank Snow

Frosty the snowman was a jolly happy soul

With a corncob pipe and a button nose and two eyes made out of coal

Frosty the snowman was a fairy tale they say

He was made of snow but the children know how he come to life one day

There must have been some magic in that old silk that they found

Written by Paula Frances and N.A. Catsos

Recorded by Hank Snow

Christmas roses to you I'm sending

May they bring you Christmas joy though we're apart

Christmas roses will say I love you as the tender message echoes from my heart

While I can't be with you on this Christmas Day

Remember that I'll always love you though I'm far away

Christmas roses to you I'm sending

I loved and laughed and had my fun

And went on to someone new

And now at last the game is done

And the bill is falling due

I took your love you gave me all

I gave nothing back to you

And now I find that I must pay

And the bill is falling due

I think I know how much I owe

Maybe more than I can pay

But the debt is mine no use to whine

For there is no other way

Words & Music by Hank Snow

Did I commit the greatest sin,
Was it on my wedding day,

I married someone else not you?

I I thougt I'd spied you there that day.

We quarrled,and I took the ring that you gave back to me,And gave it to

somebody who

has loved me faithfully.

I married her,But I love you,And I know you love me too.

Mine is the Greatest sin because,

The world's a stage, they say

And we're all part of the play

And you were only acting when we met

You played the lover well
So how could I foretell

That you would find another and forget

CHORUS

ACT I Our vows of love were spoken

ACT II We were happy as could be

ACT III My heart was broken

The play is ended Now the curtain drops for me

It's really very cruel

While a prisoner of war in Korea

Surrounded by guards and barrbed wire

I dreamed of returnin' to you, dear

Oh, that was my heart's one desire

Now at last I am free and returnin'

And I'm thankful to God up above

I'm no longer a prisoner of war, dear

But I'm still a prisoner of love

(spoken)

These past years, my darlin' were like a nightmare to me

Recorded by Hank Snow

CHORUS

Hear, hear, hear, the alphabet

Taken from the Good Book of the Lord
Hear, hear, hear, the alphabet

Taken from the Good Book of the Lord

A is for Adam and he was the first man

B for the brimstone that rained on the land

C is for Cain, he slew his brother you know

D is for Daniel who the lions let go

E is for Elijah, up to heaven he went

Words & Music by Hank and Blanche Snow

I was singin' the blues and now I'm shoutin' hooray,

'cause I met a pretty mama and I met her today.
Well, her eyes started cheatin', my heart started beatin' aloud,

like the rhythmatic motors of the Boogie Woogie Flying Cloud.

Now, the Flying Cloud is a luxury liner,

it flies from San Diego down to Carolina,

Words & Music by Hank Snow, Mary Jean Shurtz, and Boudleaux Bryant

Recorded by Hank Snow

You put your heart upon an auction block and sold it,

Selfish greed and envy were the auctioneers.

The highest bidder won your heart but he can't hold it;

Love that's bought with gold can only end in tears.

The price I offered was my true love and devotion,

Words & Music by Cindy Walker

Recorded by Hank Snow

The next voice you hear will be your conscience

As you lie awake and try so hard to sleep.

And your unfaithful heart will have to listen

To those shabby little secrets that you keep!

You'll be tormented like you tormented me!

And the tears of shame will fall with ev'ry memory!

But the next voice you hear will make you listen