By, Max Stalling 
From the CD, Comfort in the Curves 
 
Here is a song by a great Texas singer-songwriter, Max Stalling.  
The song is recorded mostly with acoustic guitar and harmonica; It's played  
with a slow shuffle beat. I'm not too sure how easy it would be to find the  
CD outside of the  
Dallas area, but if you could, it's well worth listining too....  
 
 
D5                                  E5
Well, there he sits huddled by his fire 
             G5                        D5
Dreaming his dreams that he's dreamed before 
                                          E5
Just watching those sparks drifting up to heaven 
                 G5                     D5
And watching his hopes drift away like smoke 
                                         E5
Just look at those sparks drifting up to heaven 
          G5               D5
Seeking a place among the stars 
                             E5
Do you think sparks dream of being stars 
            G5                        D5
And if they do, do they know they're fools 
E5                                        D5
He drifted to town some years ago with the first fall snow 
E5                                                 D5
He spoke of the circuit and all the bulls that he?d rode 
        G5                 
But the bulls had outdone him and all he'd wound up with  
     D5                           E5
Were broke bones and handfuls of dirt 
             G5                                            D5
And if you'd had his dreams you'd know how that must have hurt 
D5                                   E5
So just let him be a broke down old cowboy 
             G5                      D5
Just let him dream his worn out old dreams 
                                     E5
He's tall in his tales where he was  quicker than most 
               G5                                        D5
And if you had know him then you'd know he's not one to boast 
E5                                   D5
Just look how he walks when he sees a lady 
E5                                       D5
Straightens right up, tips a hat to those near 
G5
And look at the kids. ten steps behind him 
           D5                    E5
Whispering things they think he can't hear 
                  G5                                      D5
But if you could  see his eyes you'd know he damned well hears 
D5                                   E5
So just let him be a broke down old cowboy 
             G5                      D5
Just let him dream his worn out old dreams 
                        E5
He's long in the tooth; he's bent frail and fragile 
               G5                                           D5
But if you had know him then you'd know he might speak the truth 
E5                                     D5
We?ve all have our dreams that we carry around 
E5                                   D5
Some dreams go with us right into the ground 
G5  
Sparks turns to ashes; cowboys meet their matches 
        D5                   E5
And the quickest they don't always win 
    G5                                                       D5
But dreaming's your first step and one steps where journeys begin 
D5                                E5
So just let us be broke down old cowboys 
            G5                      D5
Just let us dream our worn out old dreams 
                        E5       
We're tall in our tales where we were so damned much quicker than most 
               G5
And if you had know us then you'd know we're not the type of people who 
A5     D5
boast?  
 
There you have it, friends. Hope ya'll enjoy!