Billy Ray Cyrus Lyrics

Guns, Gold & Guitars lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus

Yeah old cooter jumped up from a bad dream

On the dawn of the day of the dead

And when a plan split his brain like a light beam

Made a suit outta chicken bone heads

And then he clucked and he crowed down to Main Street

While the flock fell into his trance

And as the news crew caught it for the TV

The hens sang while the Chickenman danced

They said the chickens are troubled

The poop's aimed at the fan

We're tired of livin' on bubbles

We're sick of trickle-down plans

We're tired of peckin' for a penny

And no corn in the stew

We're sick of bad for the many

And bein' great for a few

Life in the coop is gettin' real tough

The tractor's runnin' but the wheel's stuck

We're out here lookin' for the real stuff

Yeah the chickens want guns, and gold, and guitars

Yeah they really need guns, and gold, and guitars

And so the Chickenman rooster in the courthouse

Bad eggs went walkin' round armed

But when yardbirds landed down at Fort Knox

It tripped several federal alarms

So the congressmen staggered into action

Made a law for the troops to respond

But all the seals whipped out telecasters

And cut down on the Chickenman song

They said the chickens are troubled

The poop's aimed at the fan

We're tired of livin' on bubbles

We're sick of trickle-down plans

We're tired of peckin' for a penny

And no corn in the stew

We're sick of bad for the many

And bein' great for a few

Life in the coop is gettin' real tough

The tractor's runnin' but the wheel's stuck

We're out here lookin' for the real stuff

Yeah the chickens want guns, and gold, and guitars

Yeah they really need guns, and gold, and guitars

Yeah!

Life in the coop is gettin' real tough

The tractor's runnin' but the wheel's stuck

We're out here lookin' for the real stuff

Yeah the chickens want guns, and gold, and guitars

Yeah they really need guns, and gold, and guitars

Yeah they really need guns, and gold, and guitars

Yeah they really need...

Yeah they really need guns, and gold, and guitars

... guns, and gold, and guitars

Yeah they really need... guns, and gold, and guitars

The Reckoning lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus

Well the fiery 5 points came from queen of Babylon

Rotten rapture and lines of lives that came undone

And how cool wind blew their dreams away like paper cups

Now they're bound and bearing the shadows of the gun

Let's sing

And the stranded senioritas fall and take a knee

For the anthem [?] dark and rising drum

While the cholos in their Chevrolets and mercy streets

And the shiny wall for the bankers at the Bronx

Then they line the halls of the prison, it becomes

But maybe then we'll be free

When the battle lines meet

Maybe then we'll be one

When the counting is done

Maybe then we'll be free

When the reckoning comes

So the choir boys hide their voices bruised and out of tune

While the priest is in the harbor rides a wave

And the bar girls drown their choices in their silver spoons

With a junkman's nightmare crashing in their veins

And the rich ride silver horses to their waiting ships

While the poor cry out for justice and cocaine

And they all bow to the new clown of the apocalypse

And he stamps the truth and slides out onto the stage

Then as the footlocks melt the grease paint from his face

It's very hard to tell the master from his slaves

But maybe then we'll be free

When the battle lines meet

Maybe then we'll be one

When the counting is done

Maybe then we'll be free

When the reckoning comes

When the reckoning comes

When the reckoning comes

When the reckoning comes

Maybe then we'll be free

When the battle lines meet

Maybe then we'll be one

When the counting is done

Maybe then we'll see peace

When the hearts are released

Maybe we'll reach true sun

When the gauntlet is run

Maybe then we'll be free

When the reckoning comes

When the reckoning comes

When the reckoning comes

Barely Enough lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus

I got plenty wildfires

That never quit burning

Plenty wheels in my mind

That never stop turning

But the places they take me

Got barely enough of your love

I got plenty bad signs

That speak of my madness

I got me burning downtown

To sink in my sadness

Well baby come save me

'Cause I got barely enough of your love

Barely enough, barely enough of your love

There ain't enough kind years

There ain't enough soul

There ain't enough shy left for this wilted road

There ain't enough time left

There ain't enough hope

And never ain't enough diamonds

To buy back your love grown cold

There ain't enough kind years

There ain't enough soul

There ain't enough shy left for this wilted road

There ain't enough time left

There ain't enough hope

And never ain't enough diamonds

To buy back your love grown cold

I got plenty of schemes

That keep leading me nowhere

I got plenty bad dreams

That give me a good scare

But when I wake up

I got barely enough of your love

Barely enough, barely enough of your love

Barely enough, barely enough of your sweet love

Goddess Of Democracy lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus

The Goddess of Democracy arrived a little bit late

But she danced with flair across the square outside the palace gates

Her hair piled high into the sky on bruised and bloody toes

She bared her breast and cried aloud "Sometimes that's how it goes"

The Goddess of Democracy

She really showed some nerve

Callin' out her old lover hypocrisy

With these immortal words

All we need are hearts to bleed

And a fresh new coat of paint

So let's all drink to Socrates

And get wasted with the saints

Talk about freedom boys

Wouldn't you love to have some now

When you gonna make the choice

The golden calf or the sacred cow?

The paranoia prophecies

Require we sedate

So I hid my dreams and my memories

Before it got too late

I won't deny I like to cried

I guess it was her fate

The Goddess of Democracy burning at the stake

Talk about freedom boys

Wouldn't you love to have some now

When you gonna make the choice

The golden calf or the sacred cow?

(Sacred cow)

The Goddess of Democracy was bound to take a fall

She almost landed on top of me

Crown of thorns and all

She blew a kiss then shook her fist

And danced into the flames

Saying "Follow me I'm Democracy

And I'll be back again"

(I'll be back again)

(I'll be back, I'll be back again)

(I'm Democracy)

I Think Your Time's Come lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus (feat. Don Von Tress)

Way you're up there on the street

With gun up your sleeve

And your favorite Napoleon hat

You make blame at your kind

Just don't kill us [?]

And I got no problem with that

But all the things you do

From the vile that you spew

Is dribbling down to my heart

I've seen 'bout all I can stand

Of your particular brand

And now it's time someone took that part

I think your time's come

I think your time's come

I think that you've been served

All that you deserve

And then some

So point your missiles at me

It doesn't matter

You said you'll fix this world

But it just seems to get sadder

Guess I can stay and wait

For everything to get great

But life is really not good on my block

Now something's coming for you

And it's long overdue

So I can sit here unwinding this clock

I think your time's come

I think your time's come

I think that you've been served

All that you deserve

And then some

So point your missiles at me

It doesn't matter

We've given you our world

But you won't quit till it's shattered

(Don't you think, don't you think

Don't you think)

So after you and your pals

Have finished lootin' my house

And all the money's safe in your sacks

I'm sure that no one would grieve

If you just pack up and leave

And pinky promise you'll never come back

[?]

[?] find a new retreat

Weighing high while your conscience turns black

But I think maybe you're crazy

And there ain't no hiding from that

I think your time's come

I think your time's come

I think that you've been served

All that you deserve

And then some

So point your missiles at me

It doesn't matter

You said you'll fix this world

But it just seems to get sadder

We've given you our world

But you won't quit till it's shattered

The Blood Of The Devil lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus

The rough ways ashore

In the will of her eyes

And a monkey's controller

What's left of her life

Hopelessly empty

She's parked all she owns

In a rusted out Chevy

Off a Chert County road

Sadness and pleasure

Fences and walls

Yeah she never could ever

Make sense of it all

Was she pretty? Was she scattered?

Did she grow up too soon?

Now none of that matters

When the flame licks the spoon

But her booktexts remembers

As her dreams fade to black

How the weight of a nickel

Broke an honest girl's back

The blood of the devil

Flows through the needle

And the last angel singing

That Ave Maria

There's a dark spirit rolling

Over Dixie tonight

And these black bells are tolling

As she drifts from the line

The blood of the devil

Flows through the needle

And the last angel singing

That Ave Maria

The last angel singing

That Ave Maria

Angel In My Pocket lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus

I drive a souped-up sickle

I lead a tough life

I get the women when I whistle

I keep up at night

I lost my job down at the station

But I don't kill 'em all

I got a buffalo nickel and a rabbit foot

Looking for some good luck

Well I'm all hillbilly

From my mullet to my boots

So don't you mess around with me

I got a screw loose

So when the devil's talking to me

And I feel I can't stop him

I call the angel in my pocket

'Cause I know she's gonna rock it

Yeah the skinny little angel was attacked by a crow

She's got a red hot paper with a smooth flow

When she slides her jimmy like a lovesick duck

She leaves me grinning like a monkey on a coconut truck

So when the demons press on through me

And the blues come knocking

I call the angel in my pocket

'Cause I know she's gonna rock it

She's gonna rock it

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, she's gonna rock it)

(She's gonna...)

(She gonna—come on)

So when the people treat me crudely

I shut my door and I lock it

I call the angel in my pocket

'Cause I know she's gonna rock it

I call the angel in my pocket

'Cause I know she's gonna rock it

I call the angel in my pocket

'Cause I know she's gonna rock it

She's gonna rock it

She gonna rock it

She gonna rock it

Take It Easy Greazy lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus (feat. Don Von Tress)

Take it easy Greazy

You got a long way to slide

Take it easy Greazy

You got a long way to slide

Take it easy Ggreazy

You got a long way to slide

You cut a deal with the devil

Now it's gonna be a long ride

Tom Greazy was a bad man

He kept an out-of-stained heart

He shot a [?] black man

He reckoned greed was an art

He always needed more than many

He was president of vice

When all his brothers popped a penny

Old Greazy took five

Take it easy Greazy

You got a long way to slide

Take it easy Greazy

You got a long way to slide

Take it easy Ggreazy

You got a long way to slide

You climb aboard with the devil

Now it's gonna be a long ride

Tom Greazy needed money

Much like a baby needs milk

He found the crippled people funny

He took some comfort in guilt

He thought his reign will last forever

Thought he will always be around

So when he woke up with the reaper

Old Greazy looked shocked

Take it easy Greazy

You got a long way to slide

Take it easy Greazy

You got a long way to slide

Take it easy Ggreazy

You got a long way to slide

He fixed the [?] for a seven

[?] gonna burn out

You climb aboard with the devil

Now it's gonna be a long ride

Take it easy Greazy

You got a long way to slide

Take it easy Greazy

You got a long way to slide

Take it easy Ggreazy

You got a long way to slide

Started down on the level

But you landed on the wrong side

You reach and ask for a seven

But you only [?]

You cut a deal with the devil

Now it's gonna be a long ride

Take it easy Greazy

Take it easy Greazy

Take it easy Greazy

Take it easy Greazy

I've Been Around lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus

Curtain down

It's time to go

End of the story

End of the show

There's no need, it would seem

In hanging round

This lonely town

I played to win

I lost a few

I made the papers

And I've been old news

But when I'm done, let it be

Written down

I've been around

I've been a beggar

Down on your street

I've had a treasure

Laid at my feet

I played a hero

I've been a clown

I flew like an arrow

Close to the ground

So raise a glass

Clear the floor

I'll take the last dance

And I'll find the door

And I'll smile, while the house

Lights go out

'Cause I've been around

I've been loved

I've been lost

I've been found

But I've been around

I've been around

Thin Line (2016)

Thin Line lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus (feat. Shelby Lynne)

It's a thin line

Between right and wrong

Good and bad

Dusk and dawn

It's a thin line

Between hate and love

Gates of hell

Heaven above

It's a thin line

It's a thin line

Between joy and being sad

Walking lost on the road ahead

Water lasting just as fast

It's a thin line

Between rich and poor

Having too much

Needing just a little more

It's a thin line

It's a thin line

Between willy and the law

She'd be awful

Between your heart and mine

Baby it's a thin line

Between Elvis and Jesus

What we love and what he says

Your brain brings to you immediately

Yeah it's a thin line

It's a thin line

It's a thin line

Between right and wrong

Good and bad

Dusk and dawn

It's a thin line

Between hate and love

Gates of hell

Heaven above

It's a thin line

It's a thin line

Between willy and the law

She'd be awful

Between your heart and mine

Baby it's a thin line

Between Elvis and Jesus

What we love and what he says

Your brain brings to you immediately

Yeah it's a thin line

It's a thin line

Lovin' Her Was Easier (Than Anything I'll Ever Do Again) lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus

(originally by Kris Kristofferson)

I have seen the morning

Burning golden on the mountain in the skies

Aching with the feeling of

The freedom of an eagle when she flies

Turning on the world

The way she smiled upon my soul as I lay dying

Healing as the colors in the sunshine

And the shadows of her eyes

Waking in the morning

To the feeling of her fingers on my skin

Wiping out the traces of the people

And the places that I've been

Teaching me that yesterday

Was something that I never thought of trying

Talking of tomorrow and the money

Love and time we have to spend

Loving her was easier

Than anything I'll ever do again

Coming close together with a feeling

That I've never known before in my time

She ain't ashamed to be a woman

Or afraid to be a friend

I don't know the answers to the easy way

She's opened every door in my mind

Dreaming was as easy

As believing it was never gonna end

Loving her was easier

Than anything I'll ever do again

Dreaming was as easy

As believing it was never gonna end

Loving her was easier

Than anything I'll ever do again

Loving her was easier

Than anything I'll ever do again

They're Playin' Our Song lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus

Took a long walk just the other day

Through the shadows of my mind

Pretty sure I saw you standing there

For a moment back in time

That smile of yours welcome me back home

To a place where love was young

I look for our tomorrow

Living while we sung

They're playing our song

They're playing our song

Let me take you in my arms, hold you tight

Loving you all through the night

Your sweet lips upon my skin

Feel you once again playing our song

I think back on what you said

And how time goes so fast

Now I look for our tomorrow

Reaching for the past

They're playing our song

They're playing our song

Let me take you in my arms, hold you tight

Loving you all through the night

Your sweet lips upon my skin

Feel you once again

They're playing our summertime in the wind

And even if it's just pretend

Volume's up, the top is down

The love is all around

They're playing our song

They're playing our song

They're playing our song

They're playing our song

They're playing our song

They're playing our song

My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus

(originally by Waylon Jennings)

I grew up dreamin' of bein' a cowboy

And lovin' the cowboy ways

Pursuin' the life of my high-ridin' heroes

I burned up my childhood days

I learned all the rules of the modern day drifter

Don't you hold on to nothin' too long

Just take what you need from the ladies then leave them

With the words of a sad country song

My heroes have always been cowboys

And they still are, it seems

Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of

Themselves and their slow movin' dreams

Cowboys are special with their own brand of misery

From being alone too long

You could die from the cold in the arms of a nightman

Knowin' well that your best days are gone

Pickin' up hookers instead of my pen

I let the words of my years fade away

Old worn out saddles, and old worn out memories

With no one and no place to stay

My heroes have always been cowboys

And they still are, it seems

Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of

Themselves and their slow movin' dreams

Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of

Themselves and their slow movin' dreams

Stop Pickin' On Willie lyrics - Billy Ray Cyrus

There was a man that devised a plan to keep our plans alive

When the news said "this country's dead", but his music still survived

When there's a water gate and we're all hating, the rest seems kinda silly

Don't y'all think it's time to stop pickin' on Willie?

Now this silent country step-up fare they dragged on forever

Big old live-wire where other's died from some undercover endeavor

On the world stage the crowd raged when the team stopped Willie

Don't y'all think it's time to stop pickin' on Willie?

Stop pickin' on Willie

Can't you see a hero in disguise?

Stop pickin' on Willie

Let your maker be the judge through his own eyes

Let your maker be the judge through his own eyes

[?]

Some flag burning, commie preacher [?] demonstrator don't have to pay a dime

Saddam Hussein lost his brain and the whole world tried to kill him

Don't y'all think it's time to stop pickin' on Willie?

Stop pickin' on Willie

Can't you see a hero in disguise?

Stop pickin' on Willie

Let your maker be the judge through his own eyes

Let your maker be the judge through his own eyes

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