The SnakeDoctor Circus (2019)












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

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