Slim Bawb:

words by Bob Cheevers music by Bob Pearce
from Slim Bawb's 2009 "Hillbilly Fellini"

Well I've been to Barcelona in the middle of the winter
Traveling with my lover to see the sights of Spain,
Though we made it to Madrid and the island of Maroka
I can still taste her kisses in the Barcelona rain
The nights go by so quickly in the hillside Spanish villa
Deep within in my heart her love forever shall remain
Those memories of her body lyin' there beside me
Pounding on the rooftop was the Barcelona rain

CHORUS
Ooh that rain, Barcelona rain, I still can taste her kisses
and the bottles of Champagne Ooh that rain, Barcelona rain
Sharin' on the beaches in the Barcelona rain

The lights of that big city sparkle like the diamonds
Wrapped around the crowns of gold kings of old had worn
The shadow of her candle, became an apparition
Beckoning the two of us to dance until the dawn
History often speaks about the Spanish inquisition
Matadors and Galleons full of gold [...]

words by Bob Cheevers & Bob Pearce
music by Bob Pearce
from Slim Bawb's 2009 "Hillbilly Fellini"
Shawna Day Music BMI

Lives in a trailer out on Black Jack road
With his dogs and his dedicated wife
Screened in front porch looks out over the land
Where they spend the time of their life
All day at the mill with his childhood friends
On a fork-lift workin' for his pay
Comes home at night, a six-pack of Bud-Light
And spends the end of another day

CHORUS
Out on Black Jack road
With the woman he loves and he knows that she knows
There's a world where time moves slow
Way out on Black Jack road
It's not really that far away & at sunset he knows everyday
He can go there and lighten his load, Way out on Black Jack road

He's worked for years through the dust and the tears
Through the cut-backs and lay-offs and strikes
Through the days when a man would follow a plan
And stick to it all of his his life
With his wife by his side And just enough time
to keep those wolves at bay
Gets home from the [...]

words & music by Bob Pearce & Joe Blankenship
from the Beer Dawgs 1988 "Beer Dawgs" & Slim Bawb's 2009 "Hillbilly Fellini"
Shawna Day Music BMI

CHORUS
They call me the Bourbon cowboy
Cause I don't mess around with Scotch or Gin
In the Early times you could find me with Jack Daniel's
Or Ten High with ole' Jim Beam again

Some people say I'm down right crazy
When I get fired up and drunker then a skunk
But I never had no problem findin' ladies
Cause I pride myself on bein' a loveable drunk

I love to play guitar in sleazy dance halls
Drink Bourbon and Beer and try to drive my truck
Flirt with the woman and promise em' phone calls
And take em' home to meet my Mom

REPEAT CHORUS

I never made a livin' punchin cattle
But I have been known to fall of stools in bars
The ladies say I'm okay in the saddle
I'm an after hours Bourbon powered star

REPEAT CHORUS
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"Joe & I wrote this song before a show, in a hotel in Folsom CA. sometime in the early "80's "

words & music by Bob Pearce
from Slim Bawb's 2009 "Hillbilly Fellini"
Shawna Day Music BMI

I was born and raised smack dab in the city
Lots of noise and life & stress & strain
Left when I could and sure enough it sure feels good
When I go back it's still the same
I sure miss my friends and all my family
But the ties that bind they understand
Now I'm out in the sun workin' till the work is done
All I got to show is this damn farmer's tan

CHORUS
Farmers tan, farmers tan, ooh look at that farmers tan
Farmers tan, farmers tan, ooh look at that farmers tan
Farmers tan, farmers tan, ooh look at that farmers tan
Farmers tan, farmers tan, ooh look at that farmers tan

Up in the mornin' the chores are waitin'
Workin' on the land must be gods’ plan
If this is heaven there'll be no hesitating
I got my faith, my dogs and my farmers tan

REPEAT CHORUS

When the stars are clear and bright in that blue Texas sky
My baby come and take me by the hand
Take off my shirt and hat, what she laughin’ [...]

words & music by Bob Pearce
from The Beer Dawgs 1998 "Dawgwood" 1999 "Blonde on the Bayou" (as "The Farmer") & Slim Bawb's 2009 "Hillbilly Fellini"
Shawna Day Music BMI

The sun rises early for a poor man
Sunset's the only relief from the wind and rain
Early to bad and early to rise, I got aches in my bones dust in my eyes

CHORUS
I've been a farmer for twenty-eight years
Blood on my handS and soil in my veins
I've known the heartache of empty tears
Now the tables are turned, & on my life it’ll rain

I've got two kids and a lovin' wife, and a beat up ole' shack we call home
I got the faith, since I saw the light, and I know that I'll never be alone

REPEAT CHORUS,FIRST VERSE, CHORUS AGAIN

Now the tables are turned & on my life it’ll rain
On my life it’ll rain
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"Wrote this song as "the Fisherman" in 1979, changed it to "The Farmer" in 1995 then as a waltz in 2008...