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Nancy Elliott Music
       
           South~western Americana 





Thirty Some Miles


It's thirty some miles from Magdalena

across the San Augustine

Thirty some miles for riding and dreaming 

thirty miles til I get to you


A star filled sky lights my way

to a lover's embrace

Warm winds blow the fear away

and dry the tears on my face


It's thirty some miles of wide open riding 

til I get to the other side

My heart is charging into the gale

I'm staying on the whole ride


I know I said I'd never love again

but I was wishing on a falling star

The whole world changed when you called my name

and took me in your arms


It's thirty some miles from Magdalena

across the San Augustine

Thirty some miles for riding and dreaming 

Thirty miles til I get to you


A gentle voice is calling me

to a lover's embrace

Warm winds blow the fear away

and dry the tears on my face


Don't look back, don't ever look back

leave the devil to his ways

He's begging and pleading and rattling his bones

'Cause he knows he's lost this race


The west wind's blowing that voice away 

I don't care what people say

My heart is charging into the gale

I'm staying on the whole way


It's thirty some miles from Magdalena

Across the San Augustine

Thirty some miles for riding and dreaming

Thirty miles til I get to you.


(C) 2013 Nancy Elliott Music and Sonoran Desert Sage Publishing ASCAP






My First Love


Tonight, as I stand gazing out my window

A big Apache moon flies over head

My husband and new born baby

lie asleep, in their downy bed


But, my heart's out there in the moonlight

My soul is a drift on the breeze

I fear my husband might know

he wasn't the first love for me


My first love, my true love so strong and so wild

A tempest a whirlwind and I, just a child

As easy as morning, he walked in my soul

So gentle and kind, my young heart he stole


Now he watches for me from the meadow

and sometimes, I slip out in the night

While my husband and child lie sleeping

my first love and I reunite


In the moon light we stroll through the meadow

Sometimes we merely embrace

I tell him my heart as he plays with my hair

and presses his cheek to my face


My first love, my true love so strong and so wild

A tempest a whirlwind and I, just a child

As easy as morning, he walked in my soul

So gentle and kind, my young heart he stole


From the darkness, my husband whispers

as his hand gently touches my arm

I know that he is your first love

and you'll never escape his charm


Go and be with him in the moonlight

and return on the sweet morning air

That you'll one day love me like you love that old horse

Is your husband's only prayer


My first love, my true love so strong and so wild

A tempest a whirlwind and I just a child

As easy as morning he walked in my soul

so gentle and kind, my young heart he stole


(C) 2010 Words by Nancy Elliott Music/ Sonoran Desert Sage Publishing ASCAP 

Music by Nancy Elliott ASCAP and Jon Messenger 





Cold Night in Nashville


It was raining when he saw her down on River Fork Road

He pulled over said, "Get in, you're looking wet and cold."

A duffel and guitar she tossed on the back seat 

then she jumped into the front and took her wet sock off her feet.

He turned the heater up and they drove for several miles

for she ever spoke a word, then she turned to him and smiled.


"Thank you, it was a cold, cold night in Nashville. 

I left early in the morning and if you hadn't stopped

I might still be standing there, I might have missed my rendezvous,

I might have missed it."


He said, "But, that's the way I'm going, back the way you came."

She said, "Oh well, that's Okay. So, tell me, what's your name?"

And he told her his real name and a million other things

about love and pain and memories, of those songs he never sang

And when the snow was blowing sideways past the head light glare

they found a bottle and a room and the took up refuge there.

 

"Thank you, it was a cold, cold night in Nashville. 

I left early in the morning and if you hadn't stopped

I might still be standing there, I might have missed my rendezvous,

I might have missed it."


Then she played those songs he never wrote and helped him find the chords

to the music that had haunted him for verses rhymed in truth.

The words moved like a razor carving right behind the pain

and the melodies were double edged, slicing through the chains.

At the bottom of the bottle when there were no more words to sing

he fell back onto his pillow, her guitar ringing through his dreams.


In the morning snow was blowing sideways past the hotel door 

blurring faces, songs and words, and her footprints through the storm

"I never even kissed, her. Hell, I never even touched her. I never even asked her

I never asked her, I never asked her for her name.

 But, I told her all my pain, and shared all my wildest dreams

and she made them into songs, and gave them back to me."



"Thank you, it was a cold, cold night in Nashville. 

I left early in the morning and if you hadn't stopped

I might still be standing there, I might have missed my rendezvous,

I might have missed it."


(C) 2014 Nancy Elliott Music/ Sonoran Desert Sage Publishing ASCAP







Tall Tree ( Away, Away )


A Tall Tree bends over the canyon

He stands so high above the rim

he looks below and sees the river

the one true love he'll never know


Oh, river wild, deep in the canyon

she's silver jewels and azure blue

She sings to him a song of love

that sparkles in the sunrise hue


She looks above every morning

to see her lover waiting true

As he sways to her love song

his branches whisper, "I love you."


Away, Away, down in the canyon

where he cannot feel her touch

Away, away, oh he would take her

away and wrap her in his love


So far away in miles or time

your love comes to fill my heart

deny the want, deny the longing

my heart still breaks that we're apart


If time were kind and life was tender

I would always be your love

And your heart's fires would travel home

to wrap me always in your love.


Away, away, my heart goes dreaming

of when you were here with me

Away, Away, old fires remembered

of when you wrapped me in your love


A tall tree bends over the canyon

he stand so high above the rim

He looks below and sees the river

the one true love he'll never know


(C) 2013 Nancy Elliott Music/Sonoran Desert Sage Publishing





Horseman's Hands


I'm not so young, I'm not so old

I am weary, truth be told

A weak man's fear can break a heart

Cruel hands can tear a soul apart


My spirit crushed with acid words

Yet, in my heart a new light stirred

To lose my fear and break my chains

I bolted for the open range


Where someone watched me from afar

Many moons I kept my guard

One night beneath my awning sky

The stars a glitter caught my eye

and held me spell bound unaware

that he who watched approached me there

He showed a hand so brown and worn

and spoke to me so kind and warm

 

Sooo girl, now there's a good girl. 

I've been watching you, you glow like a pearl

No bitter words, no brutal hand

no whip, no rope are part of the plan

Sooo girl now there's a good girl

I'm asking you now, come into my world

I'll patiently wait, in time you will see

In a true horseman's hands

Your spirit is free


I'm not so young, I'm not so old

I am learning, truth be told

A kind man's touch will heal a heart

A gentle word will light the dark

And when I watch him from a far

and see the pasture gate ajar

I wonder in a natural thing

He laughs and smiles and softly sings


Sooo girl, now there's a good girl

Now you're watching me and I'm in your world

When I look in your eyes I see clear to your soul

 and there, I find my own

Sooo girl, now there's a good girl

in kindness and trust, we're sharing this world

I'll patiently wait, in time you will see

In a true horseman's hands 

Your spirit is free.


(C) Nancy  Elliott Music and Sonoran Desert Sage Publishing ASCAP   Stewart MacDougall Trouble Clef Music SOCAN







Gypsy Heart


When you rode into my life, you really took me by surprise

this broken gypsy heart could not believe

there could be someone else like me 

with a longing to be free

and a gentle gypsy heart to rest beside


Gypsy Heart, gypsy soul 

you're always one step from edge of the road.

And the part I love the best

is when you lay your head down to rest

you're dreaming of our loving gypsy home 


When you're gone a long, long time 

and my heart begins to pine

for your sweet kiss and laughter in my ear

You may be far on down the road

but, your ramblin' spirit goes

a drifting off to find me in my dreams 


Gypsy heart, gypsy soul, 

you're always one step from the edge of the road

And the part I love the best

is when you lay your head down to rest

you're dreaming of our loving gypsy home


Where are you now my gypsy love?

what are you thinking of?

What did you find in the rising of the sun?

So many stories to be told 

and new highways to unfold

keep your gypsy heart a rambling all of the time


Gypsy heart, gypsy soul

You're always one step from the edge of the road

and the part I love the best

is when you lay your head down to rest

You're dreaming of our loving gypsy home


Gypsy heart, gypsy soul

You're always one step from the edge of the road


(C) 2014  Words and Music Nancy Elliott Music and Sonoran Desert Sage Publishing ASACP







Inseparable From My Heart by Cindy Walker


The sand and the sea are inseparable

and nothing can take them apart

And that's how it will be, forever with me

inseparable from my heart


The powers that be are unchangeable

and somehow, somewhere from the start

heaven sent you to me and meant you to be

inseparable from my heart


Like the birds in flight

drifting clouds of white

shining stars at night

are fulfilling their destiny

and so are we


For we were born to be inseparable

and nothing can take us apart

and like my heart beat and me

you always will be 

inseparable from my heart


 Cindy Walker Rose/Acuff Sony 






A Breath of Spring


A gentle breeze blow through the meadow

and stirs white blossoms made of lace

A blushing sunrise peeks 'ore the mountain

and plants soft kisses on my face.


A breath of spring, my heart is lighter

a breath of spring, the world is new

a breath of spring, the sun shines brighter

a breath of spring brings me to You.


This is the place where my heart goes

when days are hard, cold and long

 It is where I always find You, calling me

with Your sweet song


A breath of spring, my heart is lighter

a breath of spring, the world is new

a breath of spring, the sun shines brighter

a breath of spring brings me to You.


Laughing waters dance and sparkle

come tumbling down just like Your grace

Refresh my soul and ease my burden

when I rest in Your embrace


A breath of spring, my heart is lighter

a breath of spring, the world is new

a breath of spring, the sun shines brighter

a breath of spring brings me to You.


(C) 2012 Words and Music by Nancy Elliott Music and Sonoran Desert Sage Publishing ASCAP









Desert Motel


The sky was a mix of oil and pastel

It's a quarter past twelve at the Desert Motel

On the Miracle Mile or the highway to hell

She sits all alone, at the Desert Motel


He had a broken marriage, he had a busted arm 

A winning attitude and smooth cowboy charm

He was leaving his wife, said it would not be long

He'd meet her next week at the rodeo in Tucson


So she pack all her dreams and most of her stuff

 In old cardboard boxes in the back of her truck

There isn't much heat and the room's getting colder

A week has gone by, the rodeo is over


It's Saturday night and she just found out

He paid up his fines and then he turned out

He was gone with the wind, but he left her a note

It lifted her heart, and gave her hope


By that sixty watt light bulb that hangs from a wire

She read what he wrote and she knows he's a liar

But, champions are made, big buckles get won

and love was lost on this highway in Tucson


And the sky was a mix of oil and pastel

It's a quarter past twelve at the Desert Motel

On the Miracle Mile or the highway to hell

She sits all alone at the Desert Motel


(C) Ian Tyson/Blaine McIntyre  Stony Plains 





A Crazy Horse


Well, a crazy, crazy horse lives inside of me

she's mostly blue, some days she's grey

She's got red paint splatters here and there

and rainbow feathers tied in her hair 

and she goes buck and snort all around my ribs

singing, "Don't you forget who you really is!


You are the whirlwind and the softest of sighs

You are good, you are brave you are strong you are wise

You are pinion smoke and snowflakes in a starry sky

You are wild and never tame and you know you are right

You are a seed in the earth, a song on the wind

You're drinking moonshine from a teacup while you're dancing on the Rim."



Oh, her heart is made of sky where the song bird flies

lightning and thunder live behind her eyes

And when I can't remember who I'm S'posed to be

I look into the mirror, she's looking back at me 

and she goes buck and snort, all around my ribs 

singing, "Don't you forget, who you really is !


You are the smallest flower, on the highest peak

You are the secret on the morning breeze 

you are the oak that bends, you are the Eagle's flight

You're the river, you're the stone, your a sweet lover in the night

You are young, you are old, you are God's perfect prize

You are diamonds, you are rubies you are danger in disguise



This old world can get the best of a girl

make you feel like the swine, instead of the pearl

But,  when I can't remember, who I'm s'posed to be

I look into the mirror and she's looking back at me 

And, she goes buck and snort all around my ribs

singing, "Don't you forget, who you really is!"


Well, a crazy, crazy horse lives inside of me

she's mostly blue, some days she's grey

She's got red paint splatters here and there

and rainbow feathers tied in her hair 

and she goes buck and snort all around my ribs

singing, "Don't you forget who you really is!"


(C) 2014 Words and Music by Nancy Elliott Music and Sonoran Desert Sage Publishing ASCAP









Starlight Ballroom 


Shanghaied near Abilene while riding to the ranch

Those cowboys turned my horse around, we headed to the dance

Tied our ponies to the rail, we'll be swinging pretty soon

A good old time we'll have tonight at the Starlight Ballroom


I can hear that music playing, there's town folks by the score

We'll be dancing with those pretty girls until our feet are sore

Whet your whistle at the bar and loosen up the rust

Find a partner, hit the floor and kick up that saw dust


Oh, that Starlight Ballroom lights up this dusty town

You won't find a better place anywhere around

They call it cowboy heaven, a cowboy dream come true

Just listen to that music boys, and you'll be swinging, too!


Check your pistols at the gate, you won't need them any more

The only showdown that you'll have is out there on the floor.

My spurs they are jangling as we dance across the room

We're having us a real good time that won't be ending soon.


We'll twirl those girls left and right and swing 'em all night long.

We'll dosy-do till morning light and all the stars are gone.

Riding back we'll laugh and sing a happy cowboy tune

'bout the fun we had last night a the Starlight Ballroom


Oh, that Starlight Ballroom lights up this dusty town

You won't find a better place anywhere around

They call it cowboy heaven, a cowboy dream come true

Just listen to that music boys, and you'll be swinging, too!


Just listen to that music boys, and you'll be swinging, too!


(C) 2006 Woods & Music by Nancy Elliott Music and Sonoran Desert Sage Publishing ASCAP