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Out where the bright lights are glowing
You're drawn like a moth to a flame You laugh while the wine's overflowing While I sit and whisper your name Four walls to hear me Four walls to see Four walls too near me Closing in on me Sometimes I ask why I'm waiting But my walls have nothing to say I'm made for love not for hating So here where you left me I'll stay One night with you is like heaven And so while I'm walking the floor I listen for steps in the hallway And wait for your knock on my door. |
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| 2:10 |
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Written by: Boudleaux Bryant
Blue boy, that's what they call me 'Cause I'm so lonely, since I lost you, Blue boy, I'm known as blue boy You've found a new boy, and now we're through. Chorus: I had a twinkle in my eye When our sweet love was new, Now all I do is moan and cry And hunger after you. Blue Boy, I'll be a blue boy Until you need me, as I need you. Chorus: (I had a twinkle in my eye) (When our sweet love was new,) Now all I do is moan and cry And hunger after you. Blue Boy, I'll be a blue boy Until you need me, as I need you. (Blue boy) As I need you. (Blue boy)... |
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| 2:16 |
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(Bill Anderson - Buddy Killen)
I filled up my pockets with money Big trophies I've hung on my wall My mansion sits high on the hilltop And the world is impressed by it all. But to me always all this glory is worries And I've not been successful enough For while I was thrilling the whole wide world I was losing your love. I forgot to kiss you And hold to your charms Success seems like nothing To these empty arms. All this time I've been gaining a treasure That I can even speak partly of For while I was thrilling the whole wide world I was losing your love. Slowly losing your love... |
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| 2:50 |
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I hear the sound of distant drums
Far away, far away And if they call for me to come Then I must go and you must stay So Mary marry me, let's not wait Let's share all the time we can before it's too late Love me now for now is all the time there may be If you love me Mary, Mary marry me I hear the sound of bugles blow Far away, far away And if they call, then I must go Across the sea, so wild and grey. So Mary marry me, let's not wait For the distant drums might change our wedding date And love me now, for now is all the time there may be If you love me Mary, Mary marry me |
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Is it really over, is this the end of the line?
Don't tell me I'm losing the love that was mine. If you're really leaving, take some part of me. So I'll always remember, how sweet love used to be. I wonder who's stepping into my shoes, who can he be? I can tell by your eyes our love has died, and it's over for me. I wonder who's stepping into my shoes, who can he be? I can tell by your eyes our love has died, and it's over for me. Really over for me... |
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| 2:03 |
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Back about eighteen hundred some
A Louisinan couple hade A redheaded son no name suited him the Jim Jack or Joe They just called him Billy Bayou. chourus Billy BillyBayou watch where you go your walking on quicksand walk slow. Billy,Billy Bayou what what you say A pretty girl will get you one of these days. Bill was big for his size red hair and freckles and big blue eyes thirteen years form the day he was born he fought the battle of the little big horn repeat chourus One sad day billy sed cried ho! ho! I can whip the fathers of Geronmino He got smart the cheif got mad this nearly ended our louisiana lad repeat chourus one day in eighteen-sevenyeight A pritty girl'll walked up to Bill's front He did'ent know whether to stand or run he wound up marred cose he did eather one REPEAT CHOURUS Pritty girl'll will get you one of these days |
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| 9. |
| 1:57 |
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HOME (Jim Reeves)
Written by Roger Miller Well, I've been a traveler most of my life Never took a home, never took a wife Ran away young and decided to roam Wanna see my mama and my daddy back home CHORUS: Home, where the river runs cold The water tastes good, the winters ain't cold Home, where the trees grow tall The home fires burn, the whippoorwills call I remember stories that my daddy used to tell My eyes would get big, and his chest would swell I could sit for hours and listen with glee As he'd tell of how he lived when he's a boy like me REPEAT CHORUS Well, mama dear, mama do you still love your boy After all my roamin' can I still bring you joy Mom sent a letter, got it not long ago She said "come home, I'm missin' you so |
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| 3:07 |
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Well, this is it,
That day is here The day I knew would come When you would leave me dear. Well, here I sit, While teardrops fall And wonder why I care When you don't care at all. But I'm a fool that way From a-way back when A fool who'd take you back If you'd come back again. But, this is it, You're gone, you're free You'll find another love But this is it for me. Well, this is it, That day is here It's no surprise and yet I can't hold back the tears. Well, here I sit, And try to guess how such an empty room So full of loneliness. Well, even the clock has stopped Somehow I guess it knew That time's run out of me It's over it's all through. Yes, this is it, You're gone, you're free You'll find another love But this is it for me... |
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