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Pick A Hit...written by songwriter, Steven Fromholz
| Songwriter, Steven Fromholz Sittin' on a stump... or YOUR next hit?? (Sure it's silly...but think about it darlin'!) |
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| The press began calling songwriter Steven Fromholz "the songwriter that writes for other songwriters" not long after John Denver cut his Yellow Cat and Michael Martin Murphey cut High Country Caravan, over 25 years ago! Then Willie Nelson cut I'd Have To Be Crazy which went to No. 2 on the national charts (Steven has always said it was 'too weird' to be No. 1). Entertainer Lyle Lovett cut Fromholz' Texas Trilogy and Bears on his "Step Inside This House" CD. In 2006, Buck Jones recorded Late Nite Neon Shadows; Mikel Miller cut Dinosaur Blues; and Grady Lee recorded Fromholz' Man With The Big Hat on his new CD "Way Out In the West." In a recent interview Lee said in his opinion Man With The Big Hat might be the best song ever written! |
| There's a lot of Steven Fromholz original music available to artists looking for something other than cheatin' songs and "spoon, moon, June..."! Long recognized as one of the most clever "word smiths" in the music industry, Fromholz writes tunes appropriate for men, women, duos, groups, movies -- for country, pop, middle-of-the-road, comedy, folk, cowboy/western, songs of faith and blues. Here's a few lyrics -- waiting on the right artist: |
YELLOW CAT......By Steven Fromholz
(First verse only)
It’s late December and the New Year’s never coming,
Time passes slowly in a two room walk-up flat
The sun is silent, there’s a cold rain gonna come on
No one to talk to but my lady’s yellow cat
The wind is whipping up the papers in the streets below
I’ve got some books to read but seems they’ve all been read
The clouds are crowded in a misty, drifting sky above
I wish to hell I could remember what I said
I guess I could go walking
‘Cause a cat’s no good for talking to
He don’t know what I’m saying
And the rain is always playing on my mind
(Recorded by Artist, John Denver - over 25 years ago)
(First verse only)
It’s late December and the New Year’s never coming,
Time passes slowly in a two room walk-up flat
The sun is silent, there’s a cold rain gonna come on
No one to talk to but my lady’s yellow cat
The wind is whipping up the papers in the streets below
I’ve got some books to read but seems they’ve all been read
The clouds are crowded in a misty, drifting sky above
I wish to hell I could remember what I said
I guess I could go walking
‘Cause a cat’s no good for talking to
He don’t know what I’m saying
And the rain is always playing on my mind
(Recorded by Artist, John Denver - over 25 years ago)
The Last Livin' Outlaw.....by Steven Fromholz
(First Verse Only)
You just might encounter his mangy old carcass
And he might look a million and he might look like hell,
In a beer joint in Beaumont or at Neiman Marcus,
His lawyer allows how he cleans up quite well.
He lives by his wits and his wiles and his ways,
He lives with his memories etched on his face,
He may live forever and he may live for days.
He’s the last livin’ outlaw, he’s the last rolling smoker,
Sees life kind of southpaw, he’s a nocturnal joker.
His best friends are barmaids, he’s a pawnbroker’s pal.
Let’s drink to the last livin’ outlaw!
(First Verse Only)
You just might encounter his mangy old carcass
And he might look a million and he might look like hell,
In a beer joint in Beaumont or at Neiman Marcus,
His lawyer allows how he cleans up quite well.
He lives by his wits and his wiles and his ways,
He lives with his memories etched on his face,
He may live forever and he may live for days.
He’s the last livin’ outlaw, he’s the last rolling smoker,
Sees life kind of southpaw, he’s a nocturnal joker.
His best friends are barmaids, he’s a pawnbroker’s pal.
Let’s drink to the last livin’ outlaw!
I Gave Her A Ring -- She Gave Me The Finger
By Steven Fromholz
(Complete)
A chip of a diamond, in 10 karat gold
I hocked all my dreams, all my secrets I sold.
I bought all the love this poor boy could bring her
I gave her a ring, she gave me the finger!
We had talked to the preacher and her mom and dad.
We talked of the future… oh, the plans that we had.
I sang all the love songs this poor boy could sing.
Must not have liked what she heard
‘Cause she gave me the bird
When I gave her my ring
I gave her a ring
She gave me the finger.
I said “Babe, that’s the wrong one,”
When she held out the long one.
The look in her eyes said I need not linger.
I heard the fat lady sing when
I gave her my ring and
She gave me the finger!
She flipped off our love…
There’s nothing crueler.
So, I carried that ring on back to the jeweler.
He said “This ring is like love, son, there’s no
guarantee…
Like when you gave it to her, I’m gonna give it to you,
When you give it to me!”
I heard the fat lady sing
When I gave her my ring and
She gave me the finger!
By Steven Fromholz
(Complete)
A chip of a diamond, in 10 karat gold
I hocked all my dreams, all my secrets I sold.
I bought all the love this poor boy could bring her
I gave her a ring, she gave me the finger!
We had talked to the preacher and her mom and dad.
We talked of the future… oh, the plans that we had.
I sang all the love songs this poor boy could sing.
Must not have liked what she heard
‘Cause she gave me the bird
When I gave her my ring
I gave her a ring
She gave me the finger.
I said “Babe, that’s the wrong one,”
When she held out the long one.
The look in her eyes said I need not linger.
I heard the fat lady sing when
I gave her my ring and
She gave me the finger!
She flipped off our love…
There’s nothing crueler.
So, I carried that ring on back to the jeweler.
He said “This ring is like love, son, there’s no
guarantee…
Like when you gave it to her, I’m gonna give it to you,
When you give it to me!”
I heard the fat lady sing
When I gave her my ring and
She gave me the finger!
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