Words and music by Greg Ryder.

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- River run down from Silvertown Finds her way out West. Eagle soar'in above the roar'in A black iron horse northbound, northbound to Silvertown. No summer sounds, she's damp way down Dead man's gold unfound there in Silvertown, Silvertown. Turn her 'round, load her down, she's southbound Turn her 'round, load her down, she's southernbound from Silvertown. Arms of iron hands of steel Glittering veins of gold there in Silvertown. A minor song, rough and strong Gleaming eyes of greed there in Silvertown. Turn her 'round, load her down, she's southbound Turn her 'round, load her down, she's southernbound Hustlers and whores, backroom doors Deals have on down there in Silvertown. Whisky nights, barroom fights I'm melancholy bound here in Silvertown. And when that whistle blows, I'm takin' that train I hear a bell a ringin', a minor bought a round The minor bought the round in Silvertown. Sun slipped down on the Silvertown Mines are all awash. Tourists stroll the sidewalks now A black iron horse northbound northbound to Silvertown. River run down from Silvertown Finds her way out West. Home no doubt to a cut-throat trout The might brown swims down from Silvertown, from Silvertown.

Words and music by Greg Ryder

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- Hardend by a howlin' wind Wending through his soul No one dared to know him No one did he care to know He walked out in the street that day The sun was in his eyes "I can't see you anyway. The years have robbed me blind." "Who is it you used to be? They can tell your kin. I know you don't understand this peril that you're in." I was young and fast and tough. My hands began to shake. I realized he'd come from hell. My soul was his to take. His howlin' wind touched my soul And froze me in my stance. I was not one of his kind And could not shake his trance. I heard a death-drum sounding. The pounding of my heart "Take a breath, it's your last. You fool, I'll let you start." "I have killed so many fools who've had a life like mine. I'd just as soon kill a fool. Make your move, it's time. A man like me has got no home. I'm always on the ride. You're standin' there already dead. I feel you're paralized." "I can raise you from the dead. Just turn and walk away." Faces flashin' through my sleep Men rotting in their graves "Why you could go and join a church. Get married, have a son. Turn around, walk away. Your time has surely come." "Turn, turn, lay your guns aside. I won't say it anymore. You fool you must decide." I watch my grandchildren play. My heaven on this earth That old gunman lived in hell. Hell paid him for his work. And every breath I take I owe to that old man from hell. He let a fool walk that day. This story I can tell. Turn, turn, lay your guns aside. I'll say it while I breath. That day a fool inside me died.

Words and music by Greg Ryder

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- We have ridden to the mountain peak We have made it through the storm Look honey, we can see all around Above the clouds Though it as takes so long Julie Ellen Julie Ellen Oh, though it as takes so long You have been with me right by my side And you have felt my pain I am there with you all through the ride Once more we've ridden through the rain Julie Ellen Julie Ellen Oh, once more we're ridden through the rain Now we'll gather up what strength is left Let's make camp for a while We can dry our clothes by campfire's light It's good to see your smile Julie Ellen Julie Ellen Oh, it's good to see your smile I have been with you right by your side And I have felt your pain You are there with me all through the ride Once more we'll make it through the rain Julie Ellen Julie Ellen Oh, once more we've ridden through the rain There are other storms we must endure We have mountains left to climb You hold tight to me all through the ride Once more we'll make it through the rain Julie Ellen Julie Ellen Oh, once more we'll make it through the rain Yeh, once more we've ridden through the rain Oh, once more we've ridden through the rain

Word and music by Greg Ryder

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- Take up and bring me down Leave me flat and spinnin' round I'm a goin' where the river goes. Someplace fine inside my mind where the river will entwine I'm a goin' where, I'm a goin' where, I'm goin' where the river goes This river leads to the lake, the love I take, this soul I make My dreamless sleep I must forsake Ghosts of time call and wake me from my dreamless sleep I'm a goin' where, I'm a goin' where, I'm goin' where the river goes Well I know you think I dreamed it And that's OK with me Well the main thing is I saw it In some reality This river leads to the lake, the love I take, this soul I make My dreamless sleep I must forsake River shapes the cliffs, the sands are freed and set adrift On a wave to the lake, on a wave souls are made On a wave, the lake if safe

Word and music by Greg Ryder

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- When I'm ridin' through the Aspen climbin towards the timberline I can see you clearly darlin' and the days you were mine Oh, the days you were mine and we would ride far beyond the timberline Days of joy and days of sorrow, and nights holdin' you and you were mine Love can show folks through their hard times, I wish us well love of mine, of love of mine, as I recall We would ride far beyond the timberline When I'm flyin' down the mountain The wax is fast and I'm feelin' so damn fine I can see you clearly darlin' And the days you were, oh the days you were mine, and we would ski down and through and beyond the timberline Yeh, we always lived a dream, Dreams can be left behind I'll breath and dream of you and the days beyond the timberline When I'm lyin' in the moonlight Summer night are cool and the sky's a shine I can hear you clearly darlin' songs we sang of yours and mine Oh, the songs we would sing and we would raise our voices beyond the timberline Yeh, songs of joy and songs of sorrow Nights holdin' you and you were mine Love can show folks through their hard times I wish us well love of mine, oh love of mine, as I recall We would raise our voices beyond the timberline If I'm cryin' in the sunlight, tears of joy and a melody in mind I can feel you clearly darlin' and the nights you were mine Oh the nights you were mine, and we would climb far beyond the timberline Yeh, nights of joy and nights of sorrow Nights holdin' you and you were mine Love can show folks through their hard times I wish us well love of mine, oh love of mine, as I recall We would raise our voices beyond the timberline The timberline, the timberline, the timberline

Word by Julie Ryder; Music by Greg Ryder

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- When I was a younger man of tender age and fair, and bent upon a lifelong plan, my music I would share. I spent my days at work with my guitar and violin. Music my devoted search for God was there within. "It won't be long," I used to say, "a master I will be. Others then will come my way with their camaraderie." And so it was, my name was known and welcomed everywhere. Upon the eve success mine own a woman brought my heart despair. "Come unto to me and taste my wine, And feel the warmth of love devine. And let me soothe your weary soul So I may aid you toward your goal." And so I took her unaware. No fear of danger hidden there. In lover's weakened sleep I lay. My music did she steel away. But she had want of more than me so others shared my misery. And deeper was my sorrow driven until with madness I was ridden. My violin, it would not sing. My hands did shake upon the strings. My sure guitar had lost it's song. My life no more could I prolong. Tomorrow they will bury me beneath the whispering willow tree, So I may hear it sing to me it's gentle tune eternally. It's gentle tune ....

Word and music by Greg Ryder

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- As he faced him down, Just a five pace range He just had to smile, It always was so strange He felt the change, He sensed the change He traced the smile On the gunman's face And he thought of his Ma, And his wife's white lace And he wished that he had Stayed home that day The lawman was set in his mind The gunman looked, But he could not find No in between, No chance of resolve He drew his gun, Problem solved It was too late to change the scene He believed in fate, But he'd never planned To meet up with a willing man. And as he lay in the dust that day And he heard the cries, And the Preacher pray As the darkness came, He felt the change The lawman was set in his mind The gunman looked, But he could not find No in between, No chance of resolve He drew his gun, Problem solved And he rembered words his mother said Look before you jump over the fence His wife reminded him each day Don't let your pride show you the way Too late, shook hands with fate. He never saw the gunman draw And he never heard the shot explode Blind and deaf thinkin' he was right And he disappeared With his world that night As he drifted away, He just had to cry His futile life, In his mind flashed by It hadn't been the plan To face a willing man As the darkness came He felt the change

Word and music by Greg Ryder

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- Daddy's jenny wren Perched the old crab-apple tree Daddy points to Jenny. Jenny looks at Julie Jenny looks at Julie Jenny looks at Julie Flowers gettin' high Bees a-busy buzzin' by Blue shadows runnin' round Jenny's singin' now Jenny's singin' now Jenny's singin' now Cool strawberry pie Mamma winks a smilin' eye The garden's gonna grow Jenny's gotta go Jenny's gotta go Jenny's gotta go When Jenny goes she flies. Yeh she's flyin' She's flyin' Climbin' from the south now Skeeters in her mouth now She's a flyin' bug eater Mamma says she thins out those skeeters Yellow buttercup squash Green green dandylion wine Grandmom's on the line Grandpop's doin' fine Grandpop's doin' fine Grandpop's doin' fine Daddy's jenny wren Singin' to the cotton-candy skies Oh, I'm missin' her again Snowflakes gonna fly Snowflakes gonna fly Snowflakes gonna fly Jenny by-by

Word and music by Greg Ryder

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- The marshal said "Son, come out with your hands held high" The man in question said "Sorry Marshal, I'll not comply Do you know Marshal, tonight you might die" "You go right ahead, and make your try" Well the man in question was held up in a trapper's shack He was always searchin' for his freedom Would forever watch his back He made a stand against the man as a child Just like that it changed his path, he went to the wild And the moon was hangin' high in the cold October sky And he thought of his lady love and her beautiful eyes Bein' alone, he thought of home and how life was passin' by He wished he could start again, Have another try Jack Duke was a hard man, he'd walked both sides of the line Lives had been taken, he'd returned others for their crimes And the way Marshal Duke had always stayed alive See he kept his weapons oiled and his powder dry And the moon was hangin' high in the cold October sky And he thought of his lady love and her beautiful eyes Bein' alone, he thought of home and how life was passin' by He wished he could start again, Have another try Jack Duke has an old pack mule And he brought along three weeks supply He gathered up some kindlin' for his camp fire In the mornin' make his try He said "Son, you know I'd like to hear your side I've heard their version, it's just you and I" And the moon was hangin' high in the cold October sky And they talked of their lady loves and their beautiful eyes Bein' alone, they spoke of home and how life was passin' by They wished they could start again, Have another try Well the law man and the outlaw talked all night through The Marshal said "Son, I remember bein' alot like you" The outlaw says "Now sir, I gotta run" Duke said "First you'll answer to my gun" "You know, son, I've killed alot of life And I'm too old for this, but it's my way to survive I've been a law man a long long time and it's too late to change my live and be sublime" So they faced one another, neither made a sound Till Jack said "son, I really hate to put you in the ground" There was nothin' either man had left to say The Marshal smiled as he watched the young outlaw ride away And he thought he'd like to stay there for a while Maybe head down Mexico way, there he could live in style And he reared back and flipped that badge a western mile And the sun was gettin' high in the warm October sky He knew his love for her was still alive Bein' alone, he'd once more roam alone, no sence in goin' home And head down Mexico way and make another try And the sun was warm on his face, ah what the hell I'll have another try

Word and music by Greg Ryder

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- Gather round the fire friends the fire is gettin' old Sing for a horse as along you role It eases it's mind 'bout every time Stays there with you, them old cowboy blues Them old cowboy blues, them old cowboy blues Uh huh, yeh yeh, uh huh huh Wages change to whiskey, dealin' card, shootin' dice Just a jingle in a pocket, I'm stayin' late tonight I ain't got a worry, such a lonesome place Moon's just a floatin', why for heaven's sake Fallin' star, why, for heaven's sake Uh huh, yeh yeh, uh huh huh Yep, once I got throwed, I'm a tellin' it's true Been a doggie or two slipped my old lassoo Girl friends in Tucson, one in Timbucktwo I've never been there, will 'fore I'm through Will 'fore I'm through, I will 'fore I'm through Uh huh, yeh yeh, uh huh huh Sometimes it gets so lonesome, just a starin' at the stars I dream of my girlfriends, dancin' in the bars I'm headin' West, a saddle I own A place I love best, ridin' alone Ridin' alone, ridin' alone Uh huh, yeh yeh, uh huh huh When old horse and me are missin' our gals We'll ride for town, meet up with our pals Them old cowboy blues will just float on by Dance with the girls, drinkin' beer and rye Drinkin' beer and rye, drinkin' beer and rye Uh huh, yeh yeh, uh huh huh If you're sayin' I'm no good, I'm a bettin' you ten I'll kick your ass, kick it again Best to take off while I still can Ridin' from the sunrise with the wind and the sand With the wind and the sand, with the wind and the sand Uh huh, yeh yeh, uh huh huh If I grow so old and I can't ride the wind Just dreamin' of a chance to do it all again When there ain't nothin' left than just bein' free Some say I'm a goin' to hell, guess hell's where I'll be This is heaven to me, this is heaven to me Uh huh, yeh yeh, uh huh huh Gather round the fire friends the fire is gettin' old Sing for a horse as along you role It eases it's mind 'bout every time Stays there with you, them old cowboy blues Them old cowboy blues, them old cowboy blues Uh huh, yeh yeh, uh huh huh

Word and music by Greg Ryder

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- Ridin’ cross the plains His horses hooves made a drum-roll sound. Flowin’ with the terrain The rain washed tracks from the ground. Daily he’d perform life’s tightrope dance. He was a man, a man known to take a chance. And he screamed into his mind Knowin’ he’d gone mad. From the badlands to the cliffs That and holdin’ hide on his endless ride. Silent man on the run You’ve got no hope. Run outlaw, run. Flyin’ cross the plains His horses hooves hardly touched the ground. Ridin’ in the rain A mist like a shroud fell around. When he was just a child he worked on a railroad gang. He saw the crime and abuse that big money men could bring. He was invisible from the men who tracked his flight. And he felt invincible While the wild things watched this night on his endless ride. Silent man on the run You’ve got no hope. Run outlaw, run. When he was just a child he stepped over life’s ledge. Now he’d fight to the death. This his unspoken pledge. He screamed inside his mind, knowin’ he’d gone mad. From the mesa to the canyon His horse a just companion on his endless ride. Silent man on the run You’ve got no hope. Run outlaw, run. In the eyes of the railroad man He had killed to protect the yellow girl. Would haunt him day and night As he watched his dreams fly away Like the dust in a whirlwind swirl. He had loved the yellow girl. He loved the Chinese girl. Silent man on the run You’ve got no hope. Run outlaw, run. Run outlaw, run.

Word and music by Greg Ryder

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- When you rotten punks all find Jesus And a good woman to set you straight Free you of the rotten stuff that you done All the booze and the trouble and the hate Rotten punks better find Jesus Don’t want to feel that razor’s edge You may wind up in prison punks You may just wind up dead There are medications rotten punks can take Until they found Jesus’ love They may see funny things for a while Till they’ve raised their eyes above Anything that work just to get ‘em through Those stormy and windy seas Would be beneficial to everyone Their mothers will be pleased. Once you rotten punks have found Jesus Get down on your knees and pray Confess of the rotten deeds that you done Get ready for judgment day Anything that works just to get ‘em through Those stormy and windy seas Would be beneficial to everyone Their mothers will be pleased. Now rotten punks Don’t take too much time to find Jesus And in him to believe I guess you’re one behind them steely bars It’s just easier to receive I don’t know why Jesus is so hard to feel Or touch or even see Hell, I take them medications myself He’s standin’ right here next to me Once you rotten punks have found Jesus Get down on your knees and pray Confess of the rotten deeds that you done Get ready for judgment day I don’t know why Jesus is so hard to feel Or touch or even see Hell, I take them medications my own self He’s standin’ right here next to me Sometimes rotten punk who’ve found Jesus Stumble from the righteous path Their mothers say they’re really good boys In spite of pictures of the aftermath If rotten punks could find Jesus Cashiers in convenience store Would all breath a hold lot easier ‘cept for them holy wars. Once you rotten punks have found Jesus Get down on your knees and pray Confess of the rotten deeds that you done Get ready for judgment day If rotten punks could find Jesus Cashiers in convenience store Would all breath a hold lot easier ‘cept for them holy wars.

Word and music by Greg Ryder

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- Swingin’ in the saddle Singin’ a cowboy song Horse knows what to do We been together for so long Mike lets out a yodel Old griz knows we’re around Good to be out West Yodelin’ along Life is like a yodel She’s got her ups and got ‘er downs City makes me crazy I’m on the outward bound Where I can see the stars The big bang made for me to see While the universe expands I’ve been set free --- yodel --- Cookie’s bakin’ biscuits Red-eye gravy in the pan Bacon beans steak and coffee A feast for any man Cobbler for a sweet dream A dream’s what I’m in Mike recites “A Cowboys Life” We all got the grins Peaches in the whisky Rick expounds upon the day Starin’ in a camp fire Man, it’s hard to look away A hush surrounds the boys Just a listenin’ to the night Better than anything I know That anything I know has the right Everybody’s dozin’ Another day’s soon a hand A ropin’ and a ridin’ Hey there’s another one to brand The west is where I’m livin’ Rocky mountains what I need I’m getting’ sort of tired boys Someone please take the lead --- yodel --- Sleep beneath the sky All lit and set a shine Never been this sleepy Never felt so gol-durn fine Dream of Julie Ellen Sleepin’ by my side Life’s a pretty rainbow I’m so satisfied Well I sure can’t retire boys Why would I leave this life Till I cannot ride or rope Or cook or just survive Lean beneath a tree The sun and moon will set and rise I’ll die there with my boots and hat And old horse a grazin’ by my side --- yodel --- Swingin’ in the saddle Hummin’ a western tune Old river is a runnin’ Mountain flowers are a bloom Aspen seem to sway In rhythm with my song There’s another little doggie Move along little doggie, move along --- yodel ---

See me at the Pura Vida Cafe

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in Vallecito, CO on Tuesdays from 5:30 pm to 9 pm. or at Office Spiritorium in Durango on Friday July 13th and Saturday July 28th from 7 pm to 11 pm.