Brian Lady

Brian Lady

 Bloomington, Indiana, USA
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Lyrics

My Shadow (wears a cowboy hat)

Written By: Brian Lady

My Shadow (wears a cowboy hat)!

V:1
Born and raised a Hoosier
where playin ball was every young boy's dream
but I had this thing for cowboy country
somethin different burns inside of me

V:2
An on my way to work each mornin
to that same ol job that I can hardly stand
my mind begins to wonder offto somewhere I've never been

Chorus:
Cause I dream about Tulsa, Amarillo and Cheyenne
places that I've never been but I can go there now an then
When I watch them ol westerns,its like somethins callin me back
must have been reincarnated, cause even when I dont
My shadow wears a cowboy hat

V:3
So it may not show in my appearance
its deeper than the eye could ever see
there must have been some kind of interference
somewhere, somehow a little cowboy got in me

Repeat Chorus!

How Love Should Be

Written By: Brian Lady

How Love Should Be
V:1
Like the highways and the country roads
that take you away and lead you home
Like the old songs on the radio
can take you back to a time you've known
Chorus:1
Thats how love should be
like the joy and laughter of childhood memories
Like a lazy flowing river that just keeps rolling on
there's a gentle strength that keeps you holding on

V:2
Like the warmth of the summer sun
like a grand prize that you've just won
Like the chill of the autumn breeze
the peace and beauty of the fallin leaves

Chorus:2
Thats how love should be
touches your senses and makes you feel free
changes like the seasons but solid as a stone
like somethin so familiar and somethin so unknown

V:3
Like the thrill of a fun park ride
like a secret you can't keep inside
like a timeless work of art
that leaves you breathless but starts your heart

Chorus:3
Thats how love should be
like a midnight walk on an empty beach
Waves of passion rolling into the sea
forever baby, just you and me!

Country. Boy!

Written By: Brian Lady

Country. Boy!
He wears a big black cowboy hat
but I don't see a sweat ring
He wears faded blue cut up jeans
but did hard work put the holes in the knee's
He's gotta twang when he sings
He dresses like a country boy
but is the boy really country

Now here's real country boy!

Chorus:
Ropin steers, muckin stalls, I do it cause I love it y'all
I love to fish, hunt it all, gotta camo pack a turkey calls
Workin hard on the farm everyday slingin hay
I get my truck stuck in the mud just for fun
Yea I love the sound of my o'l coon hound
a John Deere's my favorite toy
now that's country. boy!

I get my butt up before the sun
cause I know how a farm is run
I'll go out drinkin with my friends
but not before my work is done
I put the twang in my strings
cause I'm real country boy

Repeat Chorus:

Solo:

Repeat Chorus:

You hear tires hummin, you know who's comin
It's the real mcCoy, now that's country boy!