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The old hometown looks the same as I step down from the train
And there to meet me is my mama and papa Down the road I look and there runs Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries It's good to touch the green green grass of home Yes they'll all come to meet me arms areaching smiling sweetly It's good to touch the green green grass of home The old house is still standing though the paint is cracked and dry And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries It's good to touch the green green grass of home Then I awake and look around me at four grey walls that surround me And I realize that I was only dreaming For there's a guard and there's that sad old padre arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak And again I'll touch the green green grass of home Yes they'll all come to see me in the shade of that old oak tree As they lay me neath the green green grass of home |
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Take the ribbon from your hair shake it loose and let it fall
Laying soft upon my skin like the shadows on the wall Come on and lay down by my side till the early morning light All I'm taking is your time just help me make it through the night I don't care what's right or wrong I don't try to understand Let the devil take tomorrow Lord tonight I need a friend Well yesterday is dead and gone yes it is and tomorrow's out of sight It's so sad to be alone (think about it now) help me make it through the night I don't care what's right or wrong I don't try to understand Let the devil take tomorrow Lord tonight I need a friend Well yesterday is dead and gone yes it is and tomorrow's out of sight It's so sad to be alone (think about it now) help me make it through the night |
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Trailer for sale or rent rooms to let fifty cents
No phone no pool no pets I ain't got no cigarettes Ah but two hours of pushing broom buys a eight by twelve four bit room I'm a man of means by no means king of the road Third bocxcar midnight train destination Bangor Maine Old worn out suit and shoes I don't pay no union dues I smoke old stogies I have found short but not too big around I'm a man of means by no means king of the road I know every engineer on every train all of the children and all of their names Every handout in every town And every lock that ain't locked when no one's around I sing trailer for sale or rent... |
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Baby, oh, baby
Tell the man at the ticket stand that you've changed your mind Let me run on out and tell the cab To keep his meter flyin' or did you say goodbye to me Babe, you're gonna break my mind Break my mind, break my mind Oh, I just can't stand to hear them big jet engines whine Break my mind, break my mind, oh Lord If you leave you're gonna leave a babblin' fool behind Baby, I say, baby Let me take your suitcase off of them scales in time Tell the man that you suddenly developed a thing about flyin', flyin' 'Cause if you say goodbye to me Baby, you know you're gonna break my mind Break my mind, break my mind Oh, I just can't stand to hear them big jet engines whine Break my mind, break my mind, oh Lord If you leave you're gonna leave a babblin' fool behind Break my mind, break my mind Oh, I just can't stand to hear them big jet engines whine Break my mind, break my mind, oh Lord If you leave you're gonna leave a babblin' fool behind |
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Reuben James in my song you'll live again
And the phrases that I rhyme are just the footsteps out of time From the time when I knew you Reuben James Hey Reuben James all the folks around Madison Caunty cussed your name Just a no count of colored man who'd steal anything that he can And they always laid the blame on Reuben James Hey Reuben James you still walk the furrowed fields of my mind The faded shirt the wrinkled brow the calloused hand upon the plow I loved you then and I love you now Reuben James Hey Flora Gray well the gossip of Madison County died with the child And although your skin was black you were the one who didn't turn your back On a hungry white child with no name Reuben James Hey Reuben James with your mind on my soul and Bible in your right hand You said turn the other cheek there's a better world waitin' for the meek In my head those words remain from Reuben James Hey Reuben James you still walk... Oh Reuben James one cold dark day they brought you from the fields And that lonely pinebox came just a preacher me and the rain To sing one last refrain for Reuben James Oh Reuben James you still walk... |
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One by one they're turning out the lights
I've been feedin' that ol' jukebox just to hold you tight I guess its for the best I just put in my last dime I heard you whisper "We'll meet again, another place, another time" Chairs are stacked all over tables its closing time they say I could wait right here forever if they'd only let me stay Anywhere would be much better than lonley room of mine Throug a lonely night a waitin' for Another place, Another time Won't that room of mine be a lonely place to be I've been so used to holding you close to me Won't that old stairway be hard to climb To a lonley room waiting for another place, another time Won't that old stairway be hard to climb To a lonely room to wait for Another Place, Another Time |
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Today he traded his big 98 Oldsmobile
He got a heck of a deal On a new Porsche car He ain't wearing his usual grey business suit He's got jeans and high boots With an embroidered star An today he's forty years old going on twenty Don't look for the grey in his hair 'Cause he ain't got any He's got a young thing beside him That just melts in his hand He's middle aged crazy Trying to prove he still can He's gotta a woman he's loved for a long long time at home Ah but the thrill is all gone When they cut down the lights They've got a business that they spent a while comming by Been a long uphill climb But now the profits are high But today he's forty years old going on twenty And he hears of sordid affairs and he aint had any And the young thing beside him You know she understands That he's middle aged crazy Trying to prove he still can |
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Well, the morning's come
And Lord my mind is aching The sunshine's quietly standing at my door Just like the dawn My heart is silently breaking With my tears it goes tumbling to the floor. Once again the whole town will be talking It's more I've seen the pity in their eyes They could never understand It's her sorrow not a man No matter what they say I know she tried Baby's packed her soft things And oh she's left me I know she never meant to make me cry It's not her heart Lord, it's her mind She didn't mean to be unkind Why she even woke me up to say goodbye Goodbye baby... |
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You think you know the smile on her lips the thrill at the touch of her fingertips
But I forgot more than you'll ever know about her You think you'll find a heaven of bliss in each caress and each tender kiss But I forgot more than you'll ever know about her You stole her love from me one day you you didn't care how you hurt me Well let me tell you somethin' son There's one thing that you will never never never never steal away Them ole mem'ries of what used to be You think she's yours to have and to hold Someday buddy you'll learn when her love grows cold That I forgot more than you'll ever know about her |
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