Joe Green

Joe Green

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One of the West’s Favorite Cowboy Entertainers, Joe Green stirs it up with cowboy poetry, stories and songs. Joe’s CD’s are Western Radio hits. Joe’s interactive shows are in demand at Cowboy Festivals, House Concerts, RV Resorts and much more!See Joe's video at: http://www.youtube.com/joeagreen1

Biography

The piney woods of East Texas echoed the crunch of tires on gravel and the voices a tow-headed four year-old and Hank Williams singing, �Son of a gun we�ll have big fun . . . .� Joe Green was standing on the rear floorboard leaning over the front seat singing at the top of his voice with the radio of his family�s 1939 Chevy. The next morning he would be singing with no less reverence from a pew in Saratoga�s West End Baptist Church. That�s where his Daddy preached and his Mama played piano.

Joe Green has written songs and entertained with his guitar since his early teens. Since before that Joe has worked with horses and livestock. He has worked on ranches and stock farms across Texas and in Tennessee.

Being the responsible sort, Joe completed three college degrees and enjoyed rewarding careers as a teacher, trainer, educational leader before going full-time with music. His second jobs included everything from cowboy and plowboy to mechanic and school bus driver. Though life has taken him down many other roads Joe has returned again and again to his first love of writing and performing his songs and cowboy poetry.

Currently Joe Green is touring full time promoting his Ten Gallon Records CD, �Back to the Good Old Days�. In addition to many shows at caf�s, clubs, ranch and house concerts, and coffee houses, Joe has recently performed at the Plaza Festival in Walsenburg, Colorado, the Lincoln County Cowboy Symposium in Ruidoso, New Mexico, the Arizona Cowboy Symposium in Sonoita, Arizona, and the Western Music Association Festival in Albuquerque.

If Joe is playing at a spot near you, stop in and say, �Howdy.� You�ll be glad you did!

Lyrics

I Feel Like One Now

Written By: Joe Green

I Feel Like One Now
Words and Music by Joe Green

Verse One:
Cold sweat fills my boots
In the number one chute
Of the Gunnison rodeo grounds
It’s almost a year since I’ve had a beer
Lord, I feel like one now

Chorus:
Riding high . . . in Colorado
Hiding why . . . I’m not in Spokane
There’s a sweet little lady who dreams of her daddy
And a woman who wanted an ordinary man
Lord, I feel like one now
Oh Lord, I feel like one now

Verse Two:
The draw was alright
But I’m too up tight
Now I’m tasting the rodeo ground
I beat the booze so I know I’m no looser
But Lord, I feel like one now

Bridge:
When I was younger
Fear was a stranger
I’d glare and stare danger down
Now the saddle’s gone cold
And the ache in my shoulder’s
Too much like a much older man
Lord, I feel like one now

Last Chorus:
Riding high . . . in Colorado
Hiding pride . . . on the road to Spokane
There’s a sweet little lady who dreams of her daddy
And a woman who’ll welcome . . . , an ordinary man
Lord, I feel like one now
Oh Lord, I feel like one now

Tag:
Cold sweat fills my boots

Copyright © 2006 Joe Green

Workin' on the Rig

Written By: Joe Green

Workin On The Rig
Words and Music by Joe Green

Verse One:
Hatched in the back of a shotgun shack in the mud and driving snow
Born and Bred in the oil patch it’s the only life I know
Workin’ hard to make things better and Honey I know I will
Gonna take you down to Austin when my music makes a kill

Chorus:
Workin’ on the rig, pickin’ up a one night stand
Any time I can to sing my song
Working on the rig, play another gig
Got to support my eatin’ habit, working on the rig
breathin’
singin’
Verse two:
I’ve been roughneckin’ roustaboutin’ since the age of four
Borrowed my first guitar because we was so poor
Listinin’ to the radio, learnin’ every tune
The“Hay Ride” on Staturday Night never came too soon

Bridge:
Now Im’ sittin in the dog house, restin’ from my toil
Dreamin’ how our life will be when my career strikes oil
I’ll trade in this string of lights for lights on the Opry show
When I’m on stage in Nashville and let my music flow

Verse Three:
But for now I’ll wear my hard hat and do my work with pride
I’ll bring home the bacon and keep you satisfied
I’ll tune my guitar Saturday night and play another gig
In our camp house kitchen, then head back to the rig

Copyright © 1981, 2006 Joe Green

Back to the Good Old Days

Written By: Joe Green

Back to the Good Old Days
Words and music by Joe Green
Vs 1
Out behind the horse barn on an alfalfa bale
Listenin’ to the old cowboys spittin’ and swappin’ tales
Talkin’ ‘bout the way things used to be, what a shame it’s all gone away
Wish we take these young boys back and show ‘em the good old days
Chorus
When the horses bucked rougher and the cowboys were tougher
We did our work the way it oughta be done, then we had a little fun
Styles then were neater, lovin’ was sweeter
It would shore be strange but I’d like to arrange to take ‘em back to the good old days
Vs 2
Say do you remember old Joe Cade
I wonder if he’s still around
Never was a better cow hand
Heard he moved to town
Thought they would let him stay on the ranch
To live out all his days
Wish we could take old Joe Cade back
To relive the good old ways
Vs 3
We could save these boys some troubles if they would listen to our advice
Neither of us is all that smart, but life has made us wise
They’d treat horses, women, and cattle, too, all with gentler ways
If they took a ride down the trail with us back to the good old days
Chorus
Tag:
You know, those boys would be changed if we could arrange
To take ‘em back to the good old days

COPYRIGHT © 2006 JOE GREEN

Just this Side of Hell

Written By: Joe Green

Just This Side of Hell
Cowboy Poetry by Joe Green

I’m goin’ down to Texas, ya’ll come along with me if you’re a’mind
The place is Del Rio, and the year’s 1949

The congregation quieted as the cowboy bowed his head
Pulled his hat down to his ears and set aside his dread
Coyote winds whipped at his chaps, as he slowly slipped astride
And braced his boots for the thunder of the ride

No man had ever ridden, some were mangled by the brute
A ranker steed had never stood inside a bucking chute
Bedlam broke with cheering from the temperate and the drunk
Amidst their cries he would exorcise the demons of the bronc

Ears flat back and nostrils flared, that was just the cowboy
Feet pounding, jumpin’, humpin’, snortin’, that was just the crowd
Exploding ton of tied up tension, hey ya’ll, can you tell?
That’s the devil’s pony from just this side of hell

The revival aggregated the ranches and the towns
Vaqueros, Caballeros, cowboys white and red and tan
From up on Edwards Plateau and down the Rio Grande
They came to view the saga of the horse against the man

The place convulsed with chaos as the storm began
Frantic beast contorted tearing at the man
The mortal never heeded the eight second bell
He doggedly kept reinin’ in the horse from close to hell

LAST CHORUS
Ears flat back and nostrils flared, that was just the cowboy
Feet pounding, jumpin’, humpin’, snortin’, that was just the crowd
Tamin’ a ton of tied up tension, hey ya’ll, can you tell?
That’s my uncle Billy Green let’s give the man a yell
He’s from down on Devil’s River just this side of hell

Copyright © 2004 Joe Green

Dive in Dance Hall River

Written By: Joe Green

Dive in Dance Hall River
Words and music by Joe Green

Verse One
The easy way you touch my hand when you lean in to talk
And toss your hair back laughing when you stand up to walk
I could step around it but let me be forthright
Dance with me Darlin’ it’s a party tonight

Chorus
Dive in dance hall river, bathe in neon light
Wrap your arms around me, baby hold on tight
Popping bass this hopping place is happenin’ alright
Dance with me Darlin’ it’s a party tonight

Verse Two
You’re from out near Venus, me I’m way past Mars
Who’da knew the two of us would wind up in this bar
I’m a sucker for your touch, Girl, Oh boy, you do it right
Dance with me Darlin’ it’s a party tonight

Bridge:
Tomorrow you’ll be gone again, I’ll hate to see you leave
Tonight let’s make memories of . . . you and me

Last Chorus:
Diving in dance hall river, bathing in neon light
Wrap your arms around me, baby hold on tight
Popping bass this hopping place is happenin’ alright
Dance with me Darlin’ it’s a party tonight

Copyright © 2006 Joe Green

Veterans' Barbeque

Written By: Joe Green

Veterans’ Barbeque
Words and Music by Joe Green

VERSE ONE:
Bobby brought the brisket
In a grocery basket
Thought we ought to risk it
With the late date past

Harley fired the grill up
Jessie’s getting all worked up
Roscoe can’t shut him up
No need to ask

CHORUS:
At the veterans’ barbeque under the bridge
On Second Avenue what a wonderful river view
The gang all gathers here
And they’ll be glad to share
Pull up a stump or bring a chair
Smoke ‘em if you got ‘em

VERSE TWO:
Henry he’s the old man
Still lost in Viet Nam
Stays in that old grey van
He works on cars

Jenny’s in from Iraq
Saying she ain’t going back
I brought this bowl of beans
and my old guitar

BRIDGE:
Discarded by a nation
Short on appreciation
Making the best of a bad situation

Copyright © April 3, 2006 Joe Green

Cranberry Dress

Written By: Joe Green

Cranberry Dress
Words and Music by Joe Green

Verse One:
Brenda’s got brand new high heel shoes, high class cranberry dress
Looking good, going to the dance picture of success
Heart skimming the hardwood floor, you would not suppose
The helpful hamper at the church is where she got those clothes
She was raw and ragged, deprived and depressed
But she smiled again when she slipped in that cranberry dress

Chorus:
She’s feeling beautiful
She’s feeling beautiful
She’s feeling beautiful tonight

Verse 2:
Lucy’s a little bit down on her luck, dropped by a devil of a spouse
Feeling drained, going through the change, alone in a luxury house
In a cedar walk-in closet a certain dress reminds
How she felt so right on a special night back in a better time
Down at the Helpful Hamper there’ll be someone she can bless
So she packs her matching high heel shoes and her cranberry dress

Bridge:
Church hall, Spring Ball is it by chance
Two hearts, restart, ready to dance
Before her eyes, Lucy spies a miracle of grace
There’s Brenda, heart re-born in that cranberry dress

Tag:
Brenda’s got brand new high heel shoes
High class cranberry dress

Copyright © 2005 Joe A. Green
1080 Rendham Road
Seymour, TX 76380
(615) 305-6165
joeagreen@yahoo.com

Big Thicket Down Home Blues

Written By: Joe Green

Big Thicket Down Home Blues
Words and music by Joe Green
Vs 1
I grew up belivin’ that the life we were livin’ was all there was to know
Daddy cut timber, Mama cooked and sewed and I walked down the road
Barefoot and happy out of Saratoga through the pines so tall and cool
To the old sawmill where they played the music, the Big Thicket down home blues
And they said,
Chorus
Big Thicket boy can you play that toy, can you make us sing along
I said, Yes sir, Mister, won’t you sit down and listen while I play and sing my song
(Next lines after verses one and three)
Gotta go, gotta go, gotta get out of here, gotta make it on my own
Gotta go, gotta go, gotta get out of here, gotta play and sing my song
Vs 2
As I grew older, I had to discover the world beyond the bayou
With this old guitar and my home style picking of the Big Thicket down home blues
And they said
Vs 3
Now from Main to California, I’ve seen I all, but in dreams I go back
To that old sawmill where they played the music, the Big Thicket down home blues
Yeah, that’s where they said . . . ,

COPYRIGHT © 1984, 2006 JOE A. GREEN
1080 Rendham Raod
Seymour, TX 76380
(615) 305-6165

Big Thicket Down Home Blues

Written By: Joe Green

Verse 1
I grew up belivin’ that the life we were livin’ was all there was to know
Daddy cut timber, Mama cooked and sewed and I walked down the road
Barefoot and happy out of Saratoga through the pines so tall and cool
To the old sawmill where they played the music, the Big Thicket down home blues
And they said,
Chorus
Big Thicket boy can you play that toy, can you make us sing along
I said, Yes sir, Mister, won’t you sit down and listen while I play and sing my song
Gotta go, gotta go, gotta get out of here, gotta make it on my own
Gotta go, gotta go, gotta get out of here, gotta play and sing my song
Verse 2
As I grew older, I had to discover the world beyond the bayou
With this old guitar and my home style picking of the Big Thicket down home blues
And they said
Verse 3
Now from Main to California, I’ve seen I all, but in dreams I go back
To that old sawmill where they played the music, the Big Thicket down home blues
Yeah, that’s where they said . . . ,
Chorus, patter and out
COPYRIGHT © 1984, 2006 JOE A. GREEN
1080 Rendham Road
Seymour, TX 76380
(615) 305-6165

Discography

Joe's Ten Gallon Records CD, BACK TO THE GOOD OLD DAYS, is a hit on western music radio shows.

The CD was rated number two on the Western Chart in the November 07 PowerSource Magazine, number eight in November Rope Burns Magazine, number four Western Swing Album in April Western Way, and number fourteen after 86weeks on Cowboy and Western Chart of Roots Music Report.

Set List

Joe's shows range from two 45 minute sets or a straight two hour set of original songs, cowboy poetry, and stories to three or four 45 minute sets of original material and covers. Covers include traditional country and western songs.