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| 2:40 | 
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There was a time
I could drink my cares away And drown out all of the heartaches That hurt me night and day When the thought of you Came crashin' through I'd have one more But now the whiskey ain't workin' anymore CHORUS: I need one good honky-tonk angel To turn my life around That's reason enough for me to lay this ol' bottle down A woman warm and willin' That's what I'm lookin' for 'Cause the whiskey ain't workin' anymore They knew my name At every bar in town And they knew all of the reasons Why I was comin' 'round 'Cause in my mind Peace I'd find When they'd start to pour But now the whiskey ain't workin' anymore REPEAT CHORUS Lord the whiskey ain't workin' anymore That's for sure! |
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| 2. |
| 3:41 |
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Don't fall in love with me darlin', I'm a rambler Though you are the sweetest sweetheart in this world It's all for your sake dear that I'm leavin' So, don't give your heart to a rambler, little girl Well I handed you a lie and now I'm sorry You're just a little sweeter than the rest Believe me when I say I don't want to hurt you Or do anything to spoil your happiness Don't fall in love with me darlin', I'm a rambler Though you are the sweetest sweetheart in this world It's all for your sake dear that I'm leavin' So, don't give your heart to a rambler, little girl If I ever get the blues, now sweet baby Or the lure of the highway on my mind I long to hear that whistle of the freight train And the boxcars as they rattle down the line Don't fall in love with me darlin', I'm a rambler Though you are the sweetest sweetheart in this world It's all for your sake dear that I'm leavin' So, don't give your heart to a rambler, little girl Don't fall in love with me darlin', I'm a rambler Though you are the sweetest sweetheart in this world It's all for your sake dear that I'm leavin' So, don't give your heart to a rambler, little girl Yeah, don't you give your heart to a rambler, little girl |
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| 3. |
| 3:47 |
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I can't Hide the way I feel about you anymore
I can't hold the hurt inside keep the pain out of my eyes Anymore My tears no longer waiting, My resistance ain't that strong My mind keeps recreating a life with you alone And I'm tried of pretending I don't love you anymore Let me make one last appeal to show you how I feel About you Mm hm Cause there's no one else I swear holds a candle anywhere next to you Mm hm My heart can't take the beating, not having you to hold A small voice keeps repeating deep inside my soul It says I can't keep pretending I don't love you anymore I've got to take the chance or let it pass by If I expect to get on with my life My tears no longer waiting, Oh My resistance ain't that strong Oh My mind keeps recreating a love with you alone And I'm tried of pretending I don't love you anymore, Anymore, Anymore |
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| 4. |
| 2:32 |
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You say you were wrong to ever leave me alone
Now you're sorry, you're lonesome and scared And you say you'd be happy if I you could just come back home Well, here's a quarter, call someone who cares Call someone who'll listen, or might give a damn Maybe one of your sorted affairs But don't you come 'round here handin' me none of your lies Here's a quarter, call someone who cares Girl, I thought what we had could never turn bad So your leavin' caught me unaware But the fact is you've run...girl, that can't be undone So here's a quarter, call someone who cares Call someone who'll listen, or might give a damn Maybe one of your sorted affairs But don't you come 'round here handin' me none of your lies Here's a quarter, call someone who cares Yeah, here's a quarter, call someone who cares |
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| 2:50 |
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Well, he was the assistant preacher And the Sunday school teacher In the church that I grew up in She was a looker from Atlanta Led the choir, played piano Had a body that was made for sin She didn't care he was married Cause the torch that she carried Was hotter then the fires of hell She had plans to seduce him If she could she would loosen A notch in the Bible belt So she called him up at home When she knew he'd be alone Said preacher I could use advice I got troubles with a man That I know you'll understand If you could help me it would sure be nice They met a few minutes after In the office of the pastor And she started telling how she felt What a chance they were takin' When they first started breakin' The laws of the Bible belt There's a lot of good people Who are led astray That believe what the good book said Well, I'll tell ya something brother When you're dealin' with the devil It's tough to keep a level head And it's hard to imagine How the flames of passion Can burn till your soul will melt And it'll spread like a cancer But you're gonna have to answer To the Lord and the Bible belt Yeah, yeah... Yeah Someone said they went to Vegas Back home it didn't take us long To hear the news of what they did Nobody could believe That he left his wife to grieve Alone with two preschool kids I don't know how there doin' But I know that they're screwin' up A good thing they once had They better get their heads together Or they're gonna slap leather With the Lord and the Bible belt... Oh... There's a lot of good people Who are led astray That believe what the good book said Well, I'll tell ya something brother When you're dealin' with the devil It's tough to keep a level head And it's hard to imagine How the flames of passion Can burn till your soul will melt And it'll spread like a cancer But you're gonna have to answer To the Lord and the Bible belt They better get their heads together Or they're gonna slap leather With the Lord and the Bible belt... Yeah, Lord Yeah, yeah... Amen, brother |
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| 3:07 |
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What made you think I'd let you Go on treatin' me this way What made you think I'd let you run me down I have tried to keep my cool But I will not play your fool And it's all about to change starting now Girl, if you had your way, I'd be crying everyday Happiness it one thing you would not allow I have listened to your lies, you can't say I haven't tried But, it's all about to change starting now I once believed you cared for me, boy, was I ever wrong Still you made me love you I still don't know how It's a game that I can't win but I'll be damned if I give in 'Cause it's all about to change starting now Repeat Chorus Yeah, it's all about to change starting now |
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| 3:51 |
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I should've told her more I loved her I should've spent more time at home But should haves really aren't important Since the fact is now she's gone I wish I'd listened to my conscience When it said 'don't let her go' And if she's wondering how I'm doing Well, I think she oughta know (That/And) I find myself praying More than I ever did before And I find my heart is breaking Each time her memory slams the door And I find myself crying And trying to hold on 'Cause there ain't nothing short of dying That's worse than being left alone I thought I'd be just fine without her I'd be happy a free man But the hurtin' side of lonesome Is what I didn't understand And the lessons that I'm learning Lord, I'm learning awful well 'Cause nights I used to spend in Heaven Have been replaced by nights of Hell Repeat Chorus There ain't nothing short of dying That's worse than being left alone |
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| 3:18 |
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You left me for a dream you had to follow But I thought goodbye wouldn't last that long You'd go off chasin' rainbows till you realized I loved you And then run back to my arms where you belong But months have passed, I guess I was mistakem And love was something I thought I knew well But when you called me on the phone, asking when you'd come back home You simply told me I could go to Hell (Well/And) Honey, if Hell had a jukebox And the Devil kept it full of hurtin' songs You could find me there this evening With the broken hearted grieving Prayin like hell you would come back home I've looked at all the pictures from our good times And tried to figure out where we went wrong And I've dropped a million quarters down the jukebox 'Cause I'm still haunted by what used to be our song I wish this mental torture would release me Lord, I've give all I had for what it's worth I don't see how the fires below, where you wanted me to go Could be worse than Hell I'm living here on Earth Repeat Chorus Yes, you could find me there this evening With the brokenhearted grieving Prayin' like hell you would come back home |
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| 4:00 |
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As I walk down this road, the rain is just starting to fall How in the world did I let myself get so alone I can't tell any difference Between my tears and the rain falling down It's hell when your heart is in need of someone all its own (I need/From) someone with a heart just like mine And someone who's trying to find true love Everywhere that I go I see people in love The way that I wanted to be Tell me when will I have a love of my own Will there ever be someone for me As I sit with the rain coming down All the memories surround me Pieces of past loves and fast times keep haunting my mind If I just had somebody to erase all the memories Of yesterday's loves gone wrong Oh, God, please have mercy, it's true love I'm looking to find Repeat Chorus Tell me when will I have a love of my own Will there ever be someone for me |
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| 4:07 |
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Guitars ring in the dead of night, sing so blue, sound so right It makes you homesick Listen close to the guitar man, narive sone of a foreign land The boy's homesick He's homesick, for days bygone Homesick, for home sweet home Where were you in '69, smokin' dope, drinkin' wine Just an outlaw Distant drums beats an old refrain, shakes your feet, pounds your brain Like a buzzsaw In the darkness down the hall, black-light posters on the wall Jimi Hendrix Someone's lost in yesterday, hazy dreams of Monterey And Woodstock, all right Repeat Chorus Guitars ring in the dead of night, sing so blue, sound so right It makes you homesick Listen close to the guitar man, narive sone of a foreign land The boy's homesick He's homesick, for days bygone Homesick, Lord, for home sweet home The boy's homesick |
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