Leslie Lunn

Leslie Lunn

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Wedding Ring

Written By: Leslie Lunn

A Wedding Ring
Leslie E. Lunn
08-17-2006
Copyright © 2006

This song is for all the women out there,
Who love their men but can’t get them to commit,
Ladies, it’s about time you told him you’re calling it quits.

We been together for three years,
I gave you everything my dear,
But still you haven’t given me a ring,
We do everything married folks do,
But I can’t get you to say I do,
Well, honey I’m completely through with you.

Women, I telling you, don’t be a fool like me,
Waiting for a man for years, who wouldn’t marry me,
I cooked and cleaned and in bed I was his queen,
But still that wasn’t good enough for a wedding ring,
So honey, I’m moving on without you.

I told my friends that I love you,
But they all say that you’re a fool,
Cause he’s not going to make Mrs. Charlie Lee Mcgoul,
Well I’m starting to believe what they say,
Should I pack my bags and go away,
Cause Charlie, I’m tired of waiting for you.

Women, I telling you, don’t be a fool like me,
Waiting for a man for years, who wouldn’t marry me,
I cooked and cleaned and in bed I was his queen,
But still that wasn’t good enough for a wedding ring,
So honey, I’m moving on without you.

I stood my ground the other day,
I told him I wanted a ring or I was going away,
But he just looked at me with disbelief,
So I packed my things and headed out the door
Cause I wasn’t going to be his fool anymore.
So, Charlie, I won’t be forever yours.

Women, I telling you, don’t be a fool like me,
Waiting for a man for years, who wouldn’t marry me,
I cooked and cleaned and in bed I was his queen,
But still that wasn’t good enough for a wedding ring,
So honey, I’m moving on without you.

I saw him a year later he had a pretty young thing,
And on her finger was a wedding ring,
I tell you, I almost broke down and cried,
But I found out that Charlie’s young bride,
Had two lovers on the side,
So he was made a fool out of too.

Women, I telling you, don’t be a fool like me,
Waiting for a man for years, who wouldn’t marry me,
I cooked and cleaned and in bed I was his queen,
But still that wasn’t good enough for a wedding ring,
So honey, I’m moving on without you.
Honey, I’m moving on without you.

HowDareYou

Written By: Leslie Lunn

How Dare You
By Leslie E. Lunn
September 4, 2007
Copyright © 2007

Didn't want to see me any more, baby!
You said don't phone or knock on your door,
You said you found someone new,
And the love you had for me is no longer true.

I gave you everything that a woman could give to a man,
I gave you love, commitment, trust and a lending hand,
After all the things that we been through,
Now you call me up and tell me that we're through, how dare you.

I saw you and your girl the other day,
It broke my heart, so I turned and walked away, yeahhh.
It seems I can't get over you,
But I know I must move on but that's so hard to do.

I gave you everything that a woman could give to a man,
I gave you love, commitment, trust and a lending hand,
After all the things that we been through,
Now you call me up and tell me that we're through, how dare you.

When you hurt yourself at work, who cared for you,
When your mother died and you sat and cried, who comforted you,
And when best friend left without paying back, who gave money to you,
It was me! It was me! It was me!

It's been a while since my breakup with you,
I'm getting stronger as days pass through,
My mind and soul feel so renewed,
Still life goes on but I still miss you, oooohhhhh.

I gave you everything that a woman could give to a man,
I gave you love, commitment, trust and a lending hand,
After all the things that we been through,
Now you call me up and tell me that we're through, how dare you.

Gave you everything that a woman could give to a man,
You know I miss you baby,
Love, commitment, trust and a lending hand,
After all the things that we been through,
Now you call me up and tell me that we're through, how dare you.

Demin Jeans

Written By: Leslie Lunn

Denim Jeans
By Leslie Lunn
December 2, 2005
Copyright © 2005

All the men folk gathered, as the new temp walked in,
They all looked at her, and she gave them a grin,
And as she walked away, swaying side to side,
They all just fainted as those denim jeans went by.

Hey there baby, how’d you get inside,
Those denim jeans that are so so tight,
You are driving us crazy, when you walk on by,
Making us wish, we could get inside.

As noon day approached, it was getting time for lunch,
All the men folk gathered, hurdled up in a bunch,
And as she got her napkin, and bent to tie her shoe,
Some of the men folk fought to peek at her denim blues.

Hey there baby, how’d you get inside,
Those denim jeans that are so so tight,
You are driving us crazy, when you walk on by,
Making us wish, we could get inside.

She was called in the office, by the boss Big Jim,
He explained to her, how to time the men in,
But as they finished, and she began to walk away,
Big Jim took a look as those denims swished away.

Hey there baby, how’d you get inside,
Those denim jeans that are so so tight,
You are driving us crazy, when you walk on by,
Making us wish, we could get inside.

So five o’clock was here, and that’s quitting time you see,
She was gathering her stuff and was about to leave,
All the men folk gathered to get one final peek,
At those denim jeans, as she got in her jeep.

Hey there baby, how’d you get inside,
Those denim jeans that are so so tight,
You are driving us crazy, when you walk on by,
Making us wish, we could get inside.

Hey there baby, how’d you get inside,
Those denim jeans that are so so tight,
Those denim jeans that are so so tight,
You are driving us crazy, when you walk on by,
Making us wish, we could get inside.
Get inside, get inside.

How Dare You

Written By: Leslie Lunn

How Dare You
By Leslie E. Lunn
September 4, 2007
Copyright © 2007

Didn't want to see me any more, baby!
You said don't phone or knock on your door,
You said you found someone new,
And the love you had for me is no longer true.

I gave you everything that a woman could give to a man,
I gave you love, commitment, trust and a lending hand,
After all the things that we been through,
Now you call me up and tell me that we're through, how dare you.

I saw you and your girl the other day,
It broke my heart, so I turned and walked away, yeahhh.
It seems I can't get over you,
But I know I must move on but that's so hard to do.

I gave you everything that a woman could give to a man,
I gave you love, commitment, trust and a lending hand,
After all the things that we been through,
Now you call me up and tell me that we're through, how dare you.

When you hurt yourself at work, who cared for you,
When your mother died and you sat and cried, who comforted you,
And when best friend left without paying back, who gave money to you,
It was me! It was me! It was me!

It's been a while since my breakup with you,
I'm getting stronger as days pass through,
My mind and soul feel so renewed,
Still life goes on but I still miss you, oooohhhhh.

I gave you everything that a woman could give to a man,
I gave you love, commitment, trust and a lending hand,
After all the things that we been through,
Now you call me up and tell me that we're through, how dare you.

Gave you everything that a woman could give to a man,
You know I miss you baby,
Love, commitment, trust and a lending hand,
After all the things that we been through,
Now you call me up and tell me that we're through, how dare you.

Back Home

Written By: Leslie Lunn

Back Home
10-14-2007
Leslie E. Lunn
Copyright© 2007

Well, I'm back,
I'm back,
Where I belong.
I had my share of fortune and fame,
I was a country music star, they say I left at the top of my game,
But I let it all go for time with the wife and kids,
I had my rest, I'm ready to play again.

Well it's good to be back, doing the thing I like best,
Playing county music across the U.S,
Singing songs that touch the hearts of both young and old,
Boy, it feels goods to be back at home.

It's been a while, for the boys and me,
We may sound a little bit rusty,
Our playing and singing might be a little off key,
But we'll still have fun, just you and me.

While I was off I had plenty of things to do,
And taking care of kids is not a easy job too,
Tending the ranch and on the tractor all the time,
My thumb got the itch to play that guitar of mine.

Well times have changed and so have we,
But I'm still that good o'l boy that loves country,
I never forget those roots of mine,
I like what I'm doing, and feel so fine.

Well it's good to be back, doing the thing I like best,
Playing county music across the U.S.,
Singing songs that touch the hearts of both young and old,
Boy, it feels goods to be back at home.

Singing songs that touch the hearts of both young and old,
Boy, it feels goods to be back at home.

Cigarette and a Drink

Written By: Leslie Lunn

A Cigarette and a Drink
By Leslie E. Lunn 4-1-2004
Copyright © 2004

I have a cigarette when I drink,
With my baby by my side, I can hardly even think,
This old girl been by my side, faithful as she can be,
Putting up with my all foolishness that’s why she means so much to me.

I have a cigarette when I drink,
There’s no feeling in the world like a cigarette and a drink,
Makes this old body of mine sicker than a dog,
But Lord knows I gotta help my self to a cigarette and a drink.

I just turned forty-two just the other day,
Looked in my old mirror you see and noticed my hair was turning gray,
A man is supposed to get wiser they say as he starts to age,
But that ain’t true for this good old boy cause the fool just a part of me.

I have a cigarette when I drink,
There’s no feeling in the world like a cigarette and a drink,
Makes this old body of mine sicker than a dog,
But Lord knows I gotta help my self to a cigarette and a drink.

Now I’m sitting in, my old house, in my favorite chair,
Cowboy boots to the side and my smelly feet in the air,
It’s heaven you see when I’m alone, I don’t have a care in the world,
Just my cigarettes, and my sixpack listening to Bociphus on the radio.

I have a cigarette when I drink,
There’s no feeling in the world like a cigarette and a drink,
Makes this old body of mine sicker than a dog,
But Lord knows I gotta help my self to a cigarette and a drink.

Now I know when I leave this world,
There will be tears and weeping abound,
Cause my old body will be laying there six feet underground,
I told that baby of mine to put this on my grave,
That this old boy had a good old time with a cigarette and a drink.

I have a cigarette when I drink,
There’s no feeling in the world like a cigarette and a drink,
Makes this old body of mine sicker than a dog,
But Lord knows I gotta help my self to a cigarette and a drink. (Repeat)

A cigarette and a drink. Yeah.
A cigarette and a drink. Yeah.
A cigarette and a drink.