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Ballad of Windy Bill

Album: Rayne Davis/The Deadwood Sonneteer
By:
Rayne Davis

Duration

4:44

Genres

Americana / Alt Country

Description

Rayne Davis/Songsmith Extraordinaire. In 2009 Rayne released his first ever solo artist, singer/songwriter CD under the guise; Rayne Davis/The Deadwood Sonneteer. A collection of American old west, historically inspired compositions which Rayne refers to as his "Own Brand" of Gold Camp/Plunk & Stomp/Cowboy Folk music.

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Lyrics

RAYNE DAVIS with OUTLAW BLACK/aka; RAYNE DAVIS: Lead Vocal & Acoustic Rhythm Guitar * MARK CARTER: Acoustic Rhythm Guitar & Background Harmonies * ROB ZUCCA: El Guitarrista Mejicano, Mandolin & Background Harmonies * MARK TABERT: Electric Bass Guitar Ballad of Windy Bill words and music by Rayne Davis Out on the Texas panhandle was a quite Mexican town Known by all the cowboys for miles and miles around And when the work was done After all the cattle were run Payday would come We'd ride to town lookin' for fun (CHORUS) Nothing could be sweeter Than drinkin' down tequilla And eye-ballin' some pretty senorita In a Mexican cantina . . . Once a rowdy cowhand We all called him Windy Bill He'd drinkin' down his limit You might say he'd had his fill And he was meaner than hell Boy was hot off the trail And eveyone could tell That he'd best spend his night in jail (CHORUS) Nothing could be sweeter Than drinkin' down tequilla And dancin' with some pretty senorita In a Mexican cantina . . . No cowboy's life is preplanned I guess what happened was purely by chance Oh there ain't nothing worse than two cowboys Askin' the same girl to dance And a man's got to learn to handle his liqour If he's any want of stayin' alive But old Bill started shootin' off at the mouth And gettin' crazy with his 45 (CHORUS) Nothing could be sweeter Than drinkin' down tequilla And fightin' over some pretty senorita In a Mexican cantina . . . I remember old Windy Bill well We rode together for years on the trail But I never thought I'd be the one to kill My old saddle buddy Windy Bill (CHORUS) Nothing could be sweeter Than drinkin' down tequilla And dyin' over some pretty senorita In a Mexican cantina . . . Out on the Texas panhandle was a quite Mexican town . . .

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