New Blue Mexico

I met a traveling pastor
Out on a thirsty road
He asked if I been west
I said I had and he shouldn’t go
West the Pecos

Said he was looking
For twisted souls
I said he’s in luck
They just diggin’ holes
West the Pecos

His name was LaSalle
He rode an ornery mule
He say Jesus is what he do
Got heaven waiting on you

I say you don’t say?
Right here today?

Here there’s just killers and thieves
Doing what they please
Jesus don’t live here
West the Pecos

He went to meet Judge Bean
The word of God was his means
To justify his rope
A scattergun was his yoke

“Vengeance is mine saith the Lord”
Bean said well, it was
It’s eye for an eye here Reverend
You gotta do to them
Before they do it to you

We met some bandito’s
Down from Los Cerrillos
Where they burned haciendas
Took the women!

So I put them down flat
They ain’t coming back
LaSalle gave me a look
Said “now Bill you gotta read this book”
I said I will
When the earth stand still

I’ve seen the pastor take to families
Families take to him
Well, maybe he do some good
But the Ring gonna do him in

“They need to see their wicked road
“Jesus will save their souls”
I tell him the Ring gonna get a rope
End all this nonsense and hope
West the Pecos

2026. Randy Lee Riviere

All dimples and curls
Got no glitter or pearls
No paint on her nails
She ready to rock

My Jersey Girl
She my Jersey Girl

In the Garden Road
Our legend grow
In my 36 Ford
That know how to go

Me and my Jersey Girl
My Jersey Girl

The windows are down
And I’m cruising around
With my Jersey Girl

The tires howl
That old motor growl
We’re happy we ain’t workin’
Oh we livin’ now
Me and my Jersey Girl
My Jersey Girl

The Boardwalk was made
For a hot summer day
For her blue polka-dots
We ready to rock

She’s my Jersey Girl
Yeah, my Jersey Girl

There no keys
So I gotta knock
She won’t let me in
Past 12 o’clock

She a good girl
My Jersey Girl

Her momma’s name was Rosy
She ‘The Rivet Girl’
She on a poster and everything
She made airplanes!

Oh my Jersey Girl
She my Jersey Girl

We on our way
To get ready to rock
Out on the Boardwalk
Past twelve o’clock

She my Jersey Girl
She my Jersey Girl
She my Jersey Girl
My Jersey Girl

2025 Randy Lee Riviere and Tom Hambridge

I’m standing on top of the world
Standing on top of the world

I work all day and scheme all night
I got to get the ground to make it all right
We’ll have an ocean of cars waiting here for you
I’d have a notion for Mars if it would pencil out too

I’m standing on top of the world
Standing on top of the world

And headed out through Needles
To light the desert night

Concrete is what I see
And great God’s holy water rolling out to me
We’ll get our swimming pools and you’ll see
My American dream is red, white, blue … and green

I’m headed out through Needles
To light the desert night

I’m standing on top of the world
Standing on top of the world

A river runs wild if you let it go free
But if you take it all then there’s none for me
Now your grass is green and the blades are long
You’re living out here … where you don’t belong

Headed out through Needles … to light the desert night

And headed out through Needles … to light the desert night

2000 Randy Riviere

You took my son
My little girls too
You got my woman
Stole my mules

You burned my grain
Lit the barn too
Stole my cattle
Took my farm

You got nowhere to run
I know what you done

You didn’t get my gun

I got pals
Coming out from Abilene
I know you know
You know what I mean

Got more coming
From Sante Fe
We gonna put ya’ll
In a potter’s grave

You try to run
I know what you done

You didn’t get my gun

I’ll get it all back
That’s what I’ll do
I’m gonna crack
You right in two

We’re gonna leave you
Where you lay
For what you done
You gonna pay

You got nowhere to run
I know what you done

You didn’t get my gun

For every sin
You gonna pay
Could be tomorrow
Might be today

Got my old Colt .45
You know my aim is true
Got two bullets
Post-marked for you

You got nowhere to run
I know what you done

You didn’t get my gun

I know what you done
You got nowhere to run

You didn’t get my gun

2026 Randy Lee Riviere and Tom Hambridge

Brother
It’s just you and me
Still Standing
As far as I can see …  

But I’m looking again 
Far and wide 
Under big sky 

Remember when we run
Their fat horses?
Just for fun
Then they brought more guns 

Well, I’m looking again
Far and wide
Under big sky  

Hey Hi, Hey Hi, Hey Hi, Hey Hi 

Big big thunder
Up from the ground
Under our feet 

Feel it in our souls
Far and wide
Under Sky 

Feel it in our souls 
Far and wide 
Under Big Sky 
Everybody see the wagons? 
Full of buffalo hides  

They fill them up 
Can you Look? 
Can You Look? 

I can see them 
Loaded way down 
With buffalo hides  

They leave the meat on the ground 
Buzzards got to eat 
That’s what they said 

Oh, the buzzards got to eat
Oh yeah, the buzzard do gotta eat 
What the natives gonna eat? 

It’s May Day
May Day
And I’m lost
On a Pennsylvania highway

It’s a May day
A May day

It’s still cold
But they say
Winter is done

This is where she was from
And she went straight home
Now she’s long gone

You don’t say?
It’s the Amish hauling hay
On their way
Working their own time

You gotta think darn straight
Aint America great
It’s May Day

Hey pretty girl
Why you got to go home?
You were my girl
And left me there all alone

It’s May Day
May Day
This year
It falls on a Saturday

It’s May Day
A cold May day
The sun will come
But winter ain’t done

And the chickens
Will start to lay

Cool colored eggs
With some bacon on the side
On a Pennsylvania countryside

This is where she belong
So she got straight on home
I Shoulda’ tagged along

This is where she is from
And she went straight home
Now she’s long gone.

©2025 Randy Lee Riviere and Tom Hambridge

He was a working man
My old man
Was a drinking man

Now momma was all in
With the local Baptist clan

My old man
Climbed power poles
In hurricane winds
Rain and snow

He never held back
From getting’
That overtime stack

Now Momma wanted
That stack
I just wanted a baseball glove

Preacher come round
Talk that sinnin’ man down
I said leave him alone
We just lucky he’s home

My old man
Was a profane man
I Learned my whole vocabulary
From him working’ on cars
If he didn’t know a word
He’d just make one up

I cried and cried
When they sat me down
Asked me if I wanted to go with him
Or her

I just said
Probably my brother.

Momma was old testament
Spare the rod spoil the child
She’d swing a wooden spoon
Like Babe Ruth

She was a heavy hitter
A power hitter

My old man
Was a bombing man
Flew into fire
That sent babies to the ground

30 times
30 times

My old man
He was a drinking man
He didn’t think out loud
He back in hell do doubt

Leave him alone
Let him drink
We just lucky he’s home

And we’re alive

My old man.

2026 Randy Lee Riviere

His name was O’Malley
Up from New Orleans
He loves this girl Sally
She a Carolina dream

He gotta know
He need to know
To go high
Or stay low

He was a good Laddie
Eyes shine like the sun
But his momma and his daddy
Drank corn whiskey and rum

Well, he gotta know
He need to know

To go high or stay low

Sally catch crawdads
With bacon and line
She toss ‘em in a bucket
They go one at a time

That boy he know
Yeah he knows

How high, high, he gotta go

Carolina Sally
Carolina Sally
He living in the valley
Get him out to Raleigh

Get him high high
Instead so low

Ol’ Henry played out those rung out fields
He say the trick is moonshine
That gonna make him heal

Now that boy he know
Yeah he know
To get high
Or stay low

His name was nasty Ned
He weren’t not well read
But he teach that cold needle
Put that spoon in his head

Now the boy he know
He gotta know
How low, low, low can go

The monkey howl in moonshine
Monkey howl in the wind
Monkey take your life
Before for it ever ends

He boy he know
That boy he know
How low, low, low can go

Carolina Sally
Carolina Sally
Get him out to Raleigh
Get him out of that valley

Carolina Sally

2025 Randy and Tom Hambridge

The cold desert grass
Ain’t gonna last
Yeah, it’s going fast
Down New Mexico
Down New Mexico

We heard the young women crying
Their young men were trying
So we run them hard
Down New Mexico
We run them hard
Down New Mexico

But Oh yeah I’m alive
Dear God I’m alive
I know you thought that I died
With such a short life

Had to make our own law
Before they all fall
Ain’t enough grass for them all

Yeah it gone wild
For a long, long while
We should have died everyday
Down New Mexico

Oh I’m alive
My God I’m alive
I know you thought that I died
With such a short life

2022 Randy Riviere

They tell us we can’t stay
Gotta leave today
And no one ever say
They’re sorry

Some went away
Died along the way

I decided to stay

We came up from the ground
Never make a sound
Came down from the sky
We don’t ever lie

We hear what they say
It don’t matter anyway

Now we can’t be found
But we’ll always be around

Ghosts

Copyright 2026 Randy Lee Riviere

Out here the fields roll on and on
And the tractors run after the days are done
Into the morning

Now out here on the Cimarron
There’s sun grass and grain
But out there on those roads I’ve run
There’s only fable and shame
But out here on the Cimarron
Those roads end anyway

To Sante Fe this was the way long ago
And the river ran red if it rained up ahead
Gave life to the living

Now out here on the Cimarron
There’s sun, grass and grain
But out there on those roads I’ve run
There’s only fable and pain
But out here on the Cimarron
Those roads end anyway

I will believe that I will be strong
But is heaven just another place
That I don’t belong

I will believe that I will be strong
But is heaven just another place
That I don’t belong?

The old trapper said you just might end up dead Along that road
So do not stray from the team any day
Or there’ll be trouble

Now out here on the Cimarron
There’s sun grass and grain
But out there on those roads I’ve run
There’s only fable and shame
But out here on the Cimarron
Those roads end anyway

I will believe I will be strong
But is heaven just another place
That I don’t belong?

I will believe I will be strong
But is heaven just another place
That I don’t belong?

Randy Riviere April 2020

What a wretched road
I need to lighten my load
Aint no other way ahead
I got thieves and gators in my head
… and snakes

Branches slappin at my face
I ain’t leaving no trace
Vines are grabbin’ at my feet
My heart’s been skipping the second beat

Lord, if I make it out alive
I’ll stand by your side
I’ll take your dip live
Just get me out alive
Lighten my load
Lighten my load

All the creatures that I meet
Everything living gotta eat
And I know this to be true
No way I’m getting back to you …

‘Less
The Lord, Lightens my load
Lightens my load
Please lighten my load
Lighten my load
I just want to get
Back home

2025 Randy Lee Riviere

Sun and Thunder
Crossed the sky
Time I wonder
Goes by and by
Blood and plunder
Rode the wind

Down at Shiloh
Could it happen again?

Your kids
And your neighbors
Cross the road
Lines and borders
They don’t really know
Their lives and their wonder
Could never mend

Down at Shiloh
Could it happen again?

Fire and water
Runs through your old veins
The times and the colors
Just are not the same
Tomorrow will you go back
See some old friends?

Down at Shiloh
Could it happen again?

Down at Shiloh
Could it happen again?

2011 Randy Riviere

I tried
I tried
Can’t decide … why
Nobody care about me

She cried
She cried
Then she lied … still
Nobody care about me

If you got bad apples
You gonna get the worm

I’m a work in’ man
I’m a work in man
I got a plan
Still … nobody care about me

I get hard earned
Bring home that hard earned
You’d think I’d learn
It don’t matter …
No one cares about me

If you got bad apples
You gonna get the worm

Gonna drive to Tibet
Gonna drive to Tibet
Ease my mind I bet
Nobody care about me

I ain’t sing so bad
I ain’t sing so bad
Ain’t no lazy lad
Still they don’t care about me

If you got bad apples
You gonna get the worm

Preacher say
Come back home
Preacher say
Come back home
But just not today

Nobody care about me

If you got bad apples
You gonna get the worm

Eggs is eggs
That’s what they used to say
Eggs is eggs

If you got bad eggs
You’d better leave the room
Mercy!

If you got bad potatoes
Oh throw them out

Throw them out!

2026 Randy Lee Riviere

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