1.

(# 6 country hit)

My First Taste Of Texas

Ed Bruce - Ronnie Rogers

© Tree Pub, BMI

My first taste of Texas had blue eyes and golden hair
Beneath the Tennessee silver moon we found a feelin' we could share
And age made no difference I'd been around and she was young
And my first taste of Texas still lingers in my heart and on my tongue

Her gentle heart was broken in a way a tender lady shouldn't have to know
And mine was somewhere in between somethin' I should hold on to or let go
Her talking blue eyes told me the story of the love she failed to find
And without conversation I suppose the lines on my face told her mine

My first taste of Texas had blue eyes and golden hair...

Cause we're not done we've only just begun
Begun to love now the two of us are one
And age made no difference we're still around and love's still young
And my first taste of Texas still lingers in my heart and on my tongue

My first taste of Texas had blue eyes and golden hair
Beneath the Tennessee silver moon we found a feelin' we could share
And age made no difference we're still around and love's still young
And my first taste of Texas still lingers in my heart and on my tongue

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2.

(# 4 country hit)

Ever Never Lovin' You

Ed Bruce - Patsy Bruce - Glenn Ray

© Tree Pub, BMI

It must be I have always loved you
Just never knew where I would find you
You've always been the one babe now that I've found you
I can't remember ever never lovin' you

There may have been someone to hold you
But I can't recall because she wasn't more you
It's either you or none babe now that we're one
I can't imagine ever never lovin' you

I always knew how much I loved you
But up till now I didn't know you how could I show you
There may have been someone before you
But I can't remember ever never lovin' you
I can't remember ever never lovin' you

I always knew how much I loved you
But up till now I didn't know you how could I show you
There may have been someone before you
But I can't remember ever never lovin' you
I can't imagine ever never lovin' you

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3.

Somebody's Crying

Ed Bruce - Ron Peterson

© Tree Pub, BMI

*****

4.

One More Shot Of Old Back Home Again

Ed Bruce - Patsy Bruce

© Tree Pub, BMI

*****

5.

The Songwriter (I Write It Down)

Ed Bruce - Patsy Bruce - Ron Peterson

© Tree Pub, BMI

*****

6.

Theme From Bret Maverick

Ed Bruce - Patsy Bruce - Glenn Ray

© Tree Pub, BMI

Too many dusty trail towns too few and far between
Tired saloons with sawdust covered floors
Too many one more showdowns and aces over queens
Winning's just a way of keeping score

My ole pappy always told me your fate is in your hand
Stand part of draw it's yours to choose
Luck don't have a thing to do with how you play the game
Maverick didn't come here to lose
Maverick didn't come here to lose

No one recalls the first hand they all know who won the last
And every man must find his place in time
If all a man can count on is one day pushing up the grass
When I do I lay you odds that grass is mine

My ole pappy always told me your fate is in your hand
Stand part of draw it's yours to choose
Luck don't have a thing to do with how you play the game
Maverick didn't come here to lose
Maverick didn't come here to lose

I'm tired of leaving nothing no one ever knows you're gone
Someone's always there to take your seat
I wonder how it feels to hear someone say glad you're home
Or greet the same ole friends on familiar street

My ole pappy always told me your fate is in your hand...
Maverick didn't come here to lose

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7.

Memories Can't Stand To Be Alone

Ed Bruce - Ron Peterson

© Tree Pub, BMI

*****

8.

Your Jukebox Could Use A Few More Sad Songs

Ed Bruce - Ron Peterson

© Tree Pub, BMI

*****

9.

Babe In Arms

Ed Bruce - Ron Peterson

© Tree Pub, BMI

*****

10.

Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys

Ed Bruce - Patsy Bruce

© Tree Pub, BMI

Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive 'em old trucks
Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Cause they'll never stay home and they're always alone
Even with someone they love

A cowboy ain't easy to love and he's harder to hold
He's rather give you a song than silver or gold
Budwiser buckles and soft faded wrangler's and each night begins a new day
If you can't understand him and he don't die young he'll probably just ride away

Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys...

A cowboy loves smokey ole pool rooms and clear mountain mornings
He loves little warm puppies and children and girls of the night
Them that don't know him won't like him
Them do sometimes won't know how to take him
He's not wrong he's just different
And his pride won't let him do things to make you think he's right

Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys...
Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys...

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