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Tell me why baby, why baby, why baby why
You make me cry baby, cry baby, cry baby Lord, I can't help but love you 'til the day that I die So tell me, why baby, why baby, why baby why Well I got a crow I wanna pick with you Just like last time when the feathers flew You're runnin' wild kickin' up your heels A-leavin' me home with a hand full of bills Lord, I can't live without you and you know it's true But there's no livin' with you so what'll I do I'm goin' honky tonkin', get as tight as I can And maybe by then you'll 'preciate a good man Tell me why baby, why baby, why baby why You make me cry baby, cry baby, cry baby cry No, I can't help but love you 'til the day that I die So tell me why baby, why baby, why baby why Well, now I don't know, but I've heard say That ever' little dog is a-gonna have his day You'd better pay attention, don't you dare forget 'Cause I'm just a little bitty puppy yet Well, I caught you honky tonkin' with my best friend The thing to do was leave you, but I should'a left then Now I'm too old to leave you, but I still get sore When you come home a-feelin' for the knob on the door Tell me why baby, why baby, why baby why You make me cry baby, cry baby, cry baby Lord, I can't help but love you 'til the day that I die So tell me, why baby, why baby, why baby why Tell me, why baby, why baby, why baby why |
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Put the bottle on the table
Let it stay there 'til I'm not able To see your face in every place that I go I've been sitting here so long Just remembering that you are gone Well, one more drink of wine Then if you're still on my mind One drink, just one more and then another I'll keep drinking, it won't matter I'll just remember that I once had her I don't know why I sit and cry every day I've been trying to forget, but I havent stopped it, yet Well, one more drink of wine Then if you're still on my mind One drink, just one more and then another Put the bottle on the table Let it stay there 'til I'm not able To see your face in every place that I go I've been sitting here so long Just remembering that you are gone Well, one more drink of wine Then if you're still on my mind One drink, just one more and then another |
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> Don't stop the music let it play one more song
The same one that's played tonight for so long She's out with another I saw them tonight Sitting there close together she knows that not right So don't stop the music let it play one more song The same one that's played tonight for so long My pockets are empty I spent my last dime But I've just got to hear that song one more time Don't be mad at me Mister I know that it's wrong But I want you to hear the words of that song So don't stop the music don't make me go home I know she's not there and I cry all night long So don't stop the music... |
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Up above me are the sky
Like the twinkle in your eyes These things are the color of a blue. In the mail your letter came Sayin' you can take the looks the same? Blue must be the color of the blues. Bluebirds sitting in the tree Seems to sypathize with me For he's not singin' like he used to do. The pretty waters in the sink Feel as cold as you left me Yes, blue must be the color of the blues. There's a rainbow overhead With more blue than gold and red Blue must be the color angels chose. A blue dress you proudly wore When you left to return no more Blue must be the color of the blues. Blue days come and blue days go How I feel nobody knows Life is mighty empty without you. There's a blue note in each song That I sing since you're gone Yes blue must be the color of the blues... |
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I've got a pocket full of pennies,
The heart full of gold Though my troubles are many, I have treasures untold. And the shack that I live in Is a palace to me For the treasure of love The treasure of love, you gave to me. --- Instrumental --- In this world there are riches That money can't buy Like the treasure of true love A love that won't die. So why should I worry What tomorrow will bring For the treasure of love The treasure of love, makes me a king. --- Instrumental --- Though my clothes are all tattered And I've seen better days Know it really don't matter For I'm rich another way. Yes, my pockets are empty But still wealthy, I'll be With the treasure of love The treasure of love, you gave to me... |
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Well, in North Carolina, way back in the hills
Me and my old pappy had a hand in a still We brewed white lightnin' 'til the sun went down Then he'd fill him a jug and he'd pass it around Mighty, mighty pleasin, pappy's corn squeezin' Whshhhoooh... white lightnin'. Well, the G men, T men, revenuers, too Searchin' for the place where he made his brew They were looking, tryin to book him, But my pappy kept a-cookin' Whshhhoooh... white lightnin'. Well, I asked my old pappy why he called his brew White lightnin' 'stead of mountain dew I took a little sip and right away I knew As my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue Lightnin' started flashin' and thunder started crashin' Shhhoooh... white lightnin'. Well, the G men, T men, revenuers, too Searchin' for the place where he made his brew They were looking, tryin to book him, But my pappy kept a-cookin' Whshhhoooh... white lightnin'. Well, a city slicker came and he said I'm tough I think I wanna taste that powerful stuff He took one s-slug and drank it right down And I heard him a moaning as he hit the ground Mighty, mighty pleasin, pappy's corn squeezin' Whshhhoooh... white lightnin'. Well, the G men, T men, revenuers, too Searchin' for the place where he made his brew They were looking, tryin to book him, But my pappy kept a-cookin' Whshhhoooh... white lightnin'... |
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(Darrell Edwards - Ray Jackson - George Jones)
GEORGE JONES (MERCURY, 1959) Well, I met Sammy Samson down in New Orleans He had a lot of money and a big limousine He took us honky-tonkin' on a Saturday night We met Silly Milly, everything was all right Her eyes started rollin', we should a-went a-bowlin' Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my-my. Well, Sam and Silly Milly, about a quarter to four Was rompin' and a-stompin' on the hardwood floor Along came Flirty Mirty bargin' in on the fun Silly Milly got jealous and she pulled out a gun Tables started crashin', fourty-four's a-flashin' Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my-my. Well, the police, fire chief, highway patrol Knockin' down the front door with a big long pole Sammy was a lyin' on the cold-cold floor Shot through the middle with a fourty-four Milly was a-cryin', Sam was surely dyin' Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my-my. Well, they took Silly Milly to the jail down town Booked Silly Milly for a-shootin' old Sam The judge he gave her twenty, Milly said that's a lot You shouldn't give me nothing, he was already half shot A-drinkin' white lightnin' started all the fightin' Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my-my. Well, the police, fire chief, highway patrol Knockin' down the front door with a big long pole Sammy was a lyin' on the cold-cold floor Shot through the middle with a fourty-four Milly was a-cryin', Sam was surely dyin' Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my-my... |
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(Written by George Jones)
I've been living a new way Of life that I love so But I can see the clouds are gath'ring And the storm will wreck our home For last night he held you tightly And you didn't even shove This is true for I've been watching From the window up above. You must have thought that I was sleeping And I wish that I had been But I guess it's best to know you And the way your heart can sin I thought we belonged together And our hearts fit like a glove I was wrong for I've been watching From the window up above. --- Instrumental --- From my eyes the teardrops started As I listened on and on I heard you whisper to him softly That our marriage was all wrong But I hope he makes you happy And you will never lose his love I was wrong, I was watching From the window up above. How I wish I could be dreaming And wake up to an honest love I was wrong for I was watching From the window up above... |
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(Written by Darrell Edwards)
You keep saying you love him I believe that it's true And it just doesn't matter How much I love you But in time you'll understand, dear When you shed a tear Then you'll know you were living In your tender years (tender years) In your eyes there's a lovelight That shines for him But how long will it stay there Will that love light grow dim You can just see the happiness You can't see the tears Yes it's true, you've been living In your tender years (tender years) Instrumental So if I can't be your first love I'll wait and be your last I'll be somewhere in your future To help you forget the past And you'll know that I love you With a love that's sincere 'Cause I'll wait 'til you're thru living In your tender years (tender years) Yes, you'll know that I love you With a love that's sincere Yes, I'll wait 'til you're thru living In your tender years... (tender years)... |
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There's A Fam'ly Bible on the table
Each page is torn and hard to read But The Fam'ly Bible on the table Will ever be my key to memories. At the close of day when work was over And when the evening meal was done Dad would read to us from The Fam'ly Bible And we'd count our many blessings one by one. Chorus: I can see us sittin' 'round the table When from The Fam'ly Bible Dad would read I can hear my mother softly singing Rock of Ages, Rock of Ages cleft for me. This old world of ours is full of troubles But this world would oh, so better be If we'd find more Bibles on the table And mothers singing Rock of Ages cleft for me. Chorus: I can see us sittin' 'round the table When from The Fam'ly Bible Dad would read I can hear my mother softly singing Rock of Ages, Rock of Ages cleft for me... |
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