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The Lyric Man
 My 1st. born little girl was shot in1984 by her old man & i went from hugo ok. to lubbock tx. & hauled her back
to
durant ok. in my van. buried her on sunday in ok. & had to be in texas the next day for a divorice after 19 years then dove in the bottle for a few years & started writing words down
on a napkin in the hospital as my mother was passing away. was a truck driver, a paint & body man, ran a restrant & also a bar. now i have almost a 1000 lyrics. did i tell you?
im also a 1st. cousin to the (late lefty frizzell)? but his little brother (david) wont do any of mine, he said he dont do songs wrote by some one elce!! ( well we all know thats a lie!!! ha
ha. other than that, well thats bout it. if you need lyrics just yell at me ok? & thanks y'all ray j.
You may shoot me a message whenever you like, I don't sleep much.. lyricman1@suddenlink.net
Some of The Lyric Man's lyrics:
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# 640-master painters-2/22/2001
copyright-8/28/2003-wrote by ray j. cox
NOW THERES ONLY BEEN A FEW WHO COULD TAKE PAPER & A
PIN, & PAINT A PICTURE OF BLOND HAIR BLOWING IN THE WIND.
THE PIN MADE THE WORDS & WORDS WERE THE TOOLS THEY USED, THESE MASTER PAINTERS COULD PAINT HAPPINES & SADNESS TOO.
CHORUS
THERES BEEN A FEW WHO COULD PAINT PICTURES LIKE THAT
MY FRIEND, PAINT PICTURES THAT THE NORMAL MIND COULD
NOT COMPREHEND. THESE MASTER PAINTERS COULD PAINT
PAIN & MISERY INSIDE, & A MIND THATS GONE & A BROKEN
HEART THATS DIED.
ON PAPER WORDS THAT TURNED INTO PICTURES RIGHT THEN, THEY PAINTED PICTURES WITH WORDS WROTE WITH PAPER & A PIN.
THESE MASTER PAINTERS CAN PAINT ANY PICTURE YOU WANT TO SEE, BUT THESE MASTERS CANT MASTER HOW TO PAINT YOU BACK WITH ME.
CHORUS
SO NOW IM WATING FOR A MASTER PAINTER TO TAKE PAPER & HIS PIN, AND WRITE SOME WORDS THAT WILL PAINT US BACK TOGETHER AGAIN.
YEAH I WANT A MASTER PAINTER TO TAKE HIS PAPER & HIS PIN,
& PAINT A PRETTY PICTURE OF US BACK TOGETHER AGAIN.
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MEMBER B.M.I. COPYRITE 2/24/2000
I'VE GOT MINE
#217---5/21/1992
BY RAY J. COX
YEAH IT'S TRUE LIKE OLD HANK I DRINK THE WINE,
HE HAD HIS REASON'S AND LORD I'VE GOT MINE.
WOMEN GIVE MEN MORE PAIN THAN A HEART CAN TAKE,
I TOOK HER PAIN BUT IT MADE MY POOR HEART BREAK.
YEAH IT'S TRUE LIKE OLD HANK I DRINK THE WINE,
HE HAD HIS RESON'S AND LORD I'VE GOT MINE.
THEY SAY OLD HANK DRINK HIS SHARE OF THE WINE,
& I WONDER IF HIS REASON'S WAS THE SAME AS MINE.
LIES AND DESEAT CAN TEAR A MAN'S WORLD DOWN,
THROW HIS HEART AT HIS FEET DOWN ON THE GROUND.
AND MINE'S DOWN THERE SCATTERD ALL AROUND,
IN LITTLE BITTY PEICES LORD HOPING TO BE FOUND.
THEY SAY OLD HANK DRINK HIS SHARE OF THE WINE,
& I WONDER IF HIS REASON'S WAS THE SAME AS MINE.
CAUSE IT'S TRUE LIKE OLD HANK I DRINK THE WINE,
HE HAD HIS REASONS AND LORD I'VE GOT MINE.
YEAH HANK HAD HIS REASONS AND LORD I'VE GOT MINE.
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member b.m.i. copyright 2/24/2000
little bit more
#48-3/30/1990
by ray j. cox
lord honey every time i hear your name,
i grab the bottle to drink away the pain.
i've cried so much that my eyes are sore,
i take a pull on the bottle & cry a little bit more.
i wish you still loved me like you did before,
but i know you'll never walk through my door,
& i know i'll never get to hold you any more,
so i'll take a pull on the bottle & cry a little bit more.
i'll never be alone no matter where i may be,
cause honey your memory's always with me.
with-out you life will never be as it was before,
so i'll take a pull on the bottle & cry a little bit more.
honey i'll never be no more than just half a man,
cause your leaveing was more than i could stand.
& i know things will never be as they were before,
so i'll take a pull on the bottle & cry a little bit more.
yeah honey every time i hear your name,
i grab the bottle to drink away the pain.
i've cried so much that my eyes are sore,
i take a pull on the bottle & cry a little bit more.
lord i take a pull on the bottle & cry a little bit more.
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T.L.C.
BY RAY J. COX
#133="==7/11/9
B.M.I. # 898430
COPYWRITEN 2/24/2000
THE HOUSE IS ALL BOARDED WHERE WE USE TO LIVE,
THE GRASS IS ALMOST UP TO THE WINDOW SEAL.
THE PAINT'S PEELING OFF & THE GUTTER'S HALF GONE,
YOU WOULD'NT THINK IT WAS ONCE OUR HAPPY HOME.
NOW HONEY T. L. C. WILL KEEP LOVE & A HAPPY HOME,
BUT BABE HERE IN THIS HOUSE ALL THE T. L. C. IS GONE.
THE HOUSE IS GONE TO HELL LIKE YOUR LOVE FOR ME
YEAH GIRL I GUESS I DID'NT GIVE YOU ENOUGH T. L. C.
I CRIED AS I STEPPED INSIDE & SAW THE HOLES IN THE FLOOR,
UGLY REMINDERS THAT T. L. C. DONT LIVE HERE ANYMORE.
SPIDER WEB'S IN THE CORNER'S & TRASH IN THE HALL,
& A BEDROOM OF MEMORIES ALL FOR A LOST CAUSE.
YEAH HONEY T. L. C. WILL KEEP LOVE & A HAPPY HOME,
BUT BABE HERE IN THIS HOUSE ALL THE T. L. C. IS GONE.
THE HOUSE IS GONE TO HELL LIKE YOUR LOVE FOR ME,
YEAH GIRL I GUESS I DID'NT GIVE YOU ENOUGH T. L. C.
ALL THE T. L. C. WE HAD ON THE DAY WE MOVED IN,
LIKE A WISP OF SMOKE IT HELL WAS GONE WITH THE WIND.
YEAH THE HOUSE IS GONE TO HELL LIKE YOUR LOVE FOR ME,
YEAH GIRL I GUESS I DID'NT GIVE YOU ENOUGH T. L. C.
YEAH GIRL I GUESS I DID'NT GIVE YOU ENOUGH T. L. C.
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