Willis Allan Ramsey

Willis Alan Ramsey (born March 5, 1951) is an American singer/songwriter, a cult legend among fans of Americana and Texas country. He was born in Birmingham, Alabama, and raised in Dallas, Texas. He released the critically acclaimed album, Willis Alan Ramsey, in 1972 on the Shelter label.

Quotes
(All lyrics by Ramsey)


 * She is one from the mountains She is one from the plains She is one with the woodlands And she's at home on the range And all these things of beauty They left a kiss on her I'll tell you, sir I say Lord she's as sweet as one of her pecan pies Listenin' to her laughter I get hypnotized Goodness knows I love my Angel Eyes I love my Angel Eyes oh, yes I do
 * Angel Eyes


 * Wish I was a millionaire I'd play rock music and grow long hair Tell you boys about a new Rolls-Royce Pretty women would call on me I'd give ‘em all the third degree Give ‘em satin sheets To keep ‘em off the streets Hallelujah, let me sock it to ya Praise the Lord...
 * Satin sheets


 * South of Oklahoma, east of New Mexico, West of Louisiana, where all them Cajuns go We gotta a little place called Texas Where the women grow on trees There right there for the pickin' Just as easy as a man could please You'd better run take hold You're gonna get young 'fore ya get old Them Texas women is Texas gold Kisses that are sweeter than cactus
 * Northeast Texas Women


 * Following the stars through the honky-tonks and barsDream away on a country music pride Start the evenin' by myself You can bet by the hour of twelve Gonna have a pretty painted lady by my side Talkin' about a pretty pained lady by my side Painted lady, tell me of the past gone by Hold me like the open range and ride me high Listenin' to the days when your dress was made of calico or gingham And a man was a man I can feel the pain, I can see the fears On the painted cheeks that hide the tears Of a lovely, lonesome cowgirl in disguise
 * Painted Lady


 * I don't want your pork chopsI don't want your turnip greensI think that I'll pass up the cornbread'Cause a piece of watermelon is what I needAnd it's so strong 'cause it's been so longSince I've tasted that dear forbidden fruitAnd my heart sighs as I realize<BR>That that watermelon time is a-gettin' due<BR>And I'm a watermelon man
 * Watermelon Man