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Delta Dawn, what's that flower you have on,
Could it be a faded rose from days gone by? And did I hear you say he was a-meeting you here today, To take you to his mansion in the sky? She's forty-one and her daddy still calls her "baby". All the folks around Brownsville say she's crazy, 'Cause she walks downtown with a suitcase in her hand, Looking for a mysterious dark-haired man In her younger days they called her Delta Dawn. Prettiest woman you ever laid eyes on. Then a man of low degree stood by her side, Promised her he'd take her for his bride. Delta Dawn, what's that flower you have on, Could it be a faded rose from days gone by? And did I hear you say he was a-meeting you here today, To take you to his mansion in the sky? (X4) |
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(Billy Ray Reynolds)
Don't believe my heart can stand another you I need someone who'll be gentle, kind and true. So go your way I've had enough The game you play is just to rough. I don't believe my heart can stand another you. Of all the people in the world to be standing at my door Telling me she left me, you know the one I left you for I sat down and thought it over now I've come to this conclusion Don't believe my heart can stand another you I've tried every way I know to put you out of myself I've been as far down as my knees But so far it has been no help And with you already here what I must say get complicated I don't believe my heart can stand another you. Don't believe my heart can stand another you I need someone who'll be gentle, kind and true. So go your way I've had enough The game you play is just to rough. I don't believe my heart can stand another you. I don't believe my heart can stand another you. |
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I've been watchin' you crying.
When ya do I just feel like dying, I could give ya somethin' that would ease your mind. Let me give it to ya, Just a little bit will do ya, It's something you've been needing for a long long time. Here's some love, Take a little bit of it home with you. Keep it close to you, And save it for a rainy day-ay-ay-ay. Here's some love, Take a little bit of it home with you. It will grow with you, And some day you can bring it back to stay. Don't ya keep me waiting, no What's the use in hesitating. You know as well as well as me it's what you're looking for. Put your lips on mine, now now now. You could make it feel so fine now. You never have to be without it anymore. Here's some love, Take a little bit of it home with you. Keep it close to you, And save it for a rainy day-ay-ay-ay. Here's some love, Take a little bit of it home with you. It will grow with you, And some day you can bring it back to stay. (fade out) Here's some love, Take a little bit of it home with you. Keep it close to you, And save it for a rainy day-ay-ay-ay. Here's some love, Take a little bit of it home with you. It will grow with you, And some day you can bring it back to stay. |
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Would you lay with me in a field of stone
If my needs were strong would you lay with me Should my lips grow dry would you wet them dear In the midnight hour if my lips were dry Would you go away to another land walk a thousand miles through the burning sand Wipe the blood away from my dying hand If I give my self to you Will you bathe with me in the stream of life When the moon is full will you bathe with me Will you still love me when I am down and out In my time of trials will you stand by me Would you go away to another land walk a thousand miles through the burning sand Wipe the blood away from my dying hand If I give my self to you Would you lay with me in field of stone Should my lips grow dry, would you wet them dear Would you wet them dear In the stream of life |
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(Claude Putman Jr)
That Georgia sun was blood red and goin' down. That Georgia sun was blood red and goin' down. Daddy said: "Now come girl, we're headin' down the road to Augusta." An thinkin' through his clenched teeth, he called Mama's name, then he cussed her. He said: "Girl, you're young, but some dude has come along and stole your mother." Ah, but you can't steal a willin' mind whose mom is always lookin' for a lover. That Georgia sun was blood red and goin' down. That Georgia sun was blood red and goin' down. With dusty teardrops in his face, my daddy cried an' big steps he was takin'. An' halfway runnin' to keep up, my shorter legs were so tired and shakin'. "Where did I go wrong, girl? Why would she leave us both this way?" At times like these, a child with tears never knows exactly what to say That Georgia sun was blood red and goin' down. That Georgia sun was blood red and goin' down. We searched in every bar room, an' honky-tonk as well. An' finally Daddy found them, but Lord, you know, the rest is hard to tell. He sent me out to wait, but scared, I looked back through the door. An' Daddy left them both soakin' up the sawdust on the floor. That Georgia sun was blood red and goin' down. That Georgia sun was blood red and goin' down. That Georgia sun was blood red and goin' down. That Georgia sun was blood red and goin' down. |
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(Larry Collins/Snuff Garrett/Sandy Pinkard)
If you've got a road map of Texas, You can see that it's a wide open state. From Amarillo down to Boulder, You can bet that it's a honky-tonky place. They might like to rock 'n roll in Dallas, Or disco down on Galveston Bay. But when God made them West Texas cowboys, He gave them the Pecos Promenade. Lead off with the Cotton-Eyed Joe, Buckin' winged, and heel and toe, Hold me close for the Pecos Promenade. Big sign hangin' by the door, Sawdust on an old dance floor. Tip your hat for the Pecos Promenade. When the sun starts goin' down on the prairie, And the starlight, falls on the state. That's when this cowgirl needs me a cowboy, To do the Pecos Promenade. Tonight's the first I saw him, We can hear those twin fiddles play. Well Houston starts to feel like Lonestar heaven, As we dance the Pecos Promenade. Lead off with the Cotton-Eyed Joe, Buckin' winged, and heel and toe, Hold me close for the Pecos Promenade. Tip your hat for the Pecos Promenade That's when this cowgirl needs a cowboy, To do the Pecos Promenade. |
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When I was a child down in South Carolin'
Soon as the Saturday sun went on down. My folks and sister would go, And leave me home all alone, Goin' to that big square dance in town. Well my old radio would play that old Opry show So I never got lonesome or blue I'd fall asleep in my chair and dream that I was right there Just a'singin' the whole night thru. When my folks would come home They'd be hummin' a song, Mama'd smile and say child don'tcha know There ain't a thing in this world To make you fall in love girl. Like the San Antonio Stroll. Well the day finally come When my momma said hun It's 'bout time you came with us as well Well I had me a time, Yes, I danced all night 'Till they rang that old crack midnight bell Then the lights went down low The fiddler picked up his bow And he played something stately and slow And my sister Eileen and her husband to be They held hands and began to stroll. I've been away for awhile, But it still brings a smile When I think of the way that it goes Now I'll sing it to you Just so we both can do That old San Antonio Stroll Yes, I'll sing it to you Just so we all can do That old San Antonio Stroll. |
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