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The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom
I stood up to say good-bye like all the rest And I heard him tell the warden just before he reached my cell 'Let my guitar playing friend do my request.' (Let him...) Sing me back home with a song I used to hear Make my old memories come alive Take me away and turn back the years Sing Me Back Home before I die I recall last Sunday morning a choir from 'cross the street Came to sing a few old gospel songs And I heard him tell the singers 'There's a song my mama sang. Can I hear once before we move along?' Sing me back home, the song my mama sang Make my old memories come alive Take me away and turn back the years Sing Me Back Home before I die Sing Me Back Home before I die |
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| 2. |
| 2:53 |
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LOOK OVER ME
(Merle Haggard) ≪ ⓒ '67 Tree Publishing, BMI ≫ If some time we're thrown together by our friends And we're forced to see each other once again I may lose control in spite of how I try please look over me while I cry If I'm fool enough to keep on loving you After all the grieve and heartache I've been through Be kind enough to help me save my pride please look over me while I cry Pretend you're not aware of how you torture me And with your help maybe no one else will notice me Be kind enough to help me save my pride please look over me while I cry Pretend you're not aware... |
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| 2:57 |
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Oh, the path was deep and wide
From footsteps leading to our cabin Above the door there burned a scarlet lamp And late at night a hand would knock And there would stand a stranger Yes, I'm the son of Hickory Holler's tramp Yeah, the weeds were high, the corn was dry When daddy took to drinking Him and Sally Walker, they up and ran away Then Momma shed a silent tear And promised fourteen children "I swear you'll never see a hungry day" When Momma sacrificed her pride The neighbours started talking But we were much too young To understand the things they said All we really cared about Was Momma's chicken dumplings And a goodnight kiss Before we went to bed Oh, you know, the path was deep and wide From footsteps leading to our cabin Above the door there burned a scarlet lamp And late at night a hand would knock And there would stand a stranger Yes, I'm the son of Hickory Holler's tramp When Daddy left and destitution Came upon our family Not one neighbour volunteered To lend a helping hand So just let 'em gossip all they want She loved us, and she raised us The proof is standing here A full grown man Last summer Momma passed away And left the ones who loved her Each and every one is More than grateful for their birth And each Sunday she receives A big bouquet of fourteen roses With a card that reads 'The Greatest Mom on Earth' Oh, you know, the path was deep and wide From footsteps leading to our cabin Above the door there burned a scarlet lamp And late at night a hand would knock And there would stand a stranger Yes, I'm the son of Hickory Holler's tramp |
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| 2:45 | 
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| 5. |
| 2:28 |
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IF YOU SEE MY BABY
(Eddie Miller - Bob Morris) ≪ ⓒ '61 Jat Music ≫ If you see my baby while making your rounds In some crowded nightspot or cafe in town Tell her I miss her and I'm still around If you see my baby in this lonesome old town Tell her to call me when she's all alone Cause I'm always waitin' by my telephone I'd still worship the ground where she walks around If you see my baby in this lonesome old town Tell her to call me... |
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| 6. |
| 2:03 |
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Where does the good times go
Where does the river flow Where does the north wind blow Where does the good times go Lips that used to burn with love Now are cold beneath my touch Still I love you oh so much Where does the good times go Where does the good times go Where does the river flow Where does the north wind blow Where does the good times go Arms that used to hold me tight Eyes that shone with love so bright Now have changed like day to night Where does the good times go Where does the good times go Where does the river flow Where does the north wind blow Where does the good times go Where does the good times go |
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| 2:37 |
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A loser doesn't always know he's losing till he's lost the game and it's too late to win
I hope I'll call in time and you'll forgive me Cause I want so much to come back home again And I'll leave the bottle on the bar if you'll take me back to start anew I'll leave the bottle on the bar I'll sober up and come back home to you [ steel - guitar ] I stood by and let the bottle come between us And I let it through me time and time again Before I thought the wine was all I needed but now I see just what a fool I've been And I'll leave the bottle... |
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| 1:55 |
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MY PAST IS PRESENT
(Merle Haggard - Wynn Stewart) ≪ ⓒ '67 Central Songs, BMI ≫ The girl I love so much just walk in the door My past is present but she's not mine anymore That she stop by to hurt me or does she even know I'm here My past is present it'd be that she still cares For without her there's no future she's close yet far away I keep hoping that my tomorrows we'll catch up with yesterday For time has stopped my time has stopped since she went away My past is present I just hope she's back to stay For time has stopped... |
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| 2:24 |
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HOME IS WHERE A KID GROWS UP
(Merle Haggard) ≪ ⓒ '67 Tree Publishing, BMI ≫ It may be down the south in Alabama Or maybe just a little old one horse town It could be on the back streets of Chicago But if it's home it's still the greatest place around Home's where the kid grows up and spends his younger days Home is where I long to be no matter how far away There may be an old sweetheart still there waitin' Can't tell I might even find a few old friends I know my mom and dad would like to see me And know I want so much to go back home again Home's where the kid grows up... It may be down the south in Alabama |
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| 2:55 |
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MOM AND DAD'S WALTZ
(Lefty Frizzell) ≪ ⓒ '51 Peer International, BMI ≫ I'd walk for miles cry or smile for my mama and daddy I want them I want them to know How I feel my love is real for my mama and daddy I want them to know I love them so In my heart the joy tears start cause I'm happy And I pray every day for mom and pappy and each night I'd walk for miles cry or smile for my mama and daddy I want them to know I love them so I'd fight in wars do all my chores for my mama and daddy I want them to live on till they're called I'd work and slave and never rave to my mama and daddy Because I know I owe them my all In my heart the joy tears start... I love them so |
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| 11. |
| 2:39 |
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GOOD TIMES
(Merle Haggard) ≪ ⓒ '67 Tree Publishing, BMI ≫ Now I won't think about tomorrow when the happy times are gone away The good times can't last forever but the good times are here today And I won't talk about believin' if you won't beg me to stay I wanna live just for the moment and everything is going my way And I won't think about tomorrow when the happy times are gone away The good times can't last forever but the good times are here today I'm not gonna save any money I'm gonna spend every dime I can And I'll buy you everything with money can buy While the good times are here at hand And I won't think about tomorrow... |
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| 12. |
| 1:58 |
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Well, I'm gonna get me a seeing eye dog
To help me find my way I'm so much in love with you I can't even see the light of day My mind is cloudy like a winter storm Before the rain come pourin' down I feel so good and I gotta get my feet On the ground, on the ground Well, I'm walkin' real tall With my head held high in a cloud I feel so good sometime I wanna holler out loud Well, I'm gonna take me a comin' down pill Every time you come around I feel so good and I gotta get my feet On the ground, on the ground Well, I'm walkin' real tall With my head held high in a cloud I feel so good sometime I wanna holler out loud Well, I'm gonna take me a comin' down pill Every time you come around I feel so good and I gotta get my feet On the ground, on the ground |
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| 2:04 |
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Bonnie was a waitress in a small cafe
Clyde Barrow was the rounder that took her away They both robbed and killed until both of them died So goes the legend of Bonnie and Clyde The poems that she wrote of the life that they led Told of the lawmen left dying or dead Some say that Clyde made her life a shame But the legend made Bonnie the head of the game The rampage grew wilder with each passing day The odds growing smaller with each get-a-way With the end growing closer, the harder they fought With blood on their hands they were bound to get caught They drove back from town on one bright summer day When a man they befriended stepped out in the way With no thought of dyin' they pulled to the side But death lay there waiting for Bonnie and Clyde Two years or runnin' was ended that day For robbin' and killin' they both had to pay But we'll always remember how they lived and died So goes the legend of Bonnie and Clyde Bonnie and Clyde, Bonnie and Clyde |
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| 3:02 |
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I just don't seem to know you anymore
You're only with me every now and then. And you don't kiss me like you did before Is this the beginning of the end ? Is there a broken heart for me in store? While I'm holding you do you pretend that I'm someone else you're longing for? Is this the beginning of the end? CHORUS: There's a far away look in your eyes Am I losing you my heart cries? Hold me close and put my heart at ease. Whisper I love you once again. Just three words can make my heart believe this is not the beginning of the end. REPEAT CHORUS |
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| 2:21 |
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LOVE HAS A MIND OF ITS OWN
(Dallas Frazier) ≪ ⓒ '68 Acuff-Rose Music, BMI ≫ I'd love to forget every time that you kissed me I'd love to forget that you're gone I'd gladly hold back each tear that I'm crying But love has a mind of its own Love is a ruler the greatest of kings Love sets a peon a throne Forgetting you darling is not my decision For love has a mind of its own I don't wanna carry this worrysome heartache I don't want to cry all night long I wish I could run from the day that I met you But love has a mind of its own Love is a ruler the greatest of kings... Love has a mind of its own |
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| 2:20 |
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| 2:46 |
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FOOL'S CASTLE
(Tommy Collins) ≪ ⓒ '66 Red River Songs, BMI ≫ It's a big house on a hilltop fine carpets on the floor Expensive polished marble are the steps up to the door Vines are climbin' up to the roof top as if there's something they'd like to hide People call it a Fool's Castle and I'm the fool that lives inside The girl is gone that warmed the castle now it's dark the flame has died It's a big house on a hilltop without love and without pride People call it a Fool's Castle and I'm the fool that lives inside She used to live here I thought she was lucky she had what most girls only dream of I gave her diamonds silk and satin I gave her everything but love And with my giving I gave her nothing she wanted only to be by my side Yes they call it a Fool's Castle and I'm the fool that lives inside The girl is gone that warmed the castle... |
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| 2:49 |
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Just outside these prison walls a hanging tree is waiting
Tomorrow I'll meet darkness as death will say hello Darling put you lips to mine and tell me that you love Hold me close again before you go [Chorus] T Will you visit me on Sundays, Will you bring me pretty flowers Will your big blue eyes be misty, will you brush brush away a tear A grave is filled with silence, but if a sleeping man could hear Darling, will I hear your footsteps up there. Promise me that time won't separate me from your memory That you will still remember me in days of silver hair If not for you I know I'd lose my life before the morning Hold me close and tell me that you care [Chorus] |
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| 2:59 |
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Everybody's talking bad about Ramona
They say she's changed a lot since I've been gone They say she may not be too glad to see me 'Cause Ramona doesn't know I'm coming home But everybody's wrong about Ramona They're just going by the way she's actin' now I just can't believe the things they say about her 'Cause Ramona knows the things I wanna allow Ramona's gonna be the way she used to be And I'll be proud of her just like I was before She never was the kind to like those crowded bars And Ramona won't be seen there anymore They say I may not recognize Ramona And going by the picture they describe The life they say she's living sure don't fit her But I know she's still the same sweet girl inside Ramona's gonna be the way she used to be And I'll be proud of her just like I was before She never was the kind to like those crowded bars And Ramona won't be seen there anymore |
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| 2:19 |
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Today I started lovin' you again
And I'm right back to where I've really always been I got over you just long enough to let my heartache mend And then today I started loving you again What a fool I was to think, I could get by With only these few million tears I cried I should have known the worst was yet to come And the crying time for me had just begun Today I started loving you again And I'm right back to where I've really always been I got over you just long enough to let my heartache mend And then today I started loving you again Today I started loving you again And I'm right back to where I've really always been I got over you just long enough to let my heartache mend And then today I started loving you again |
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| 2:45 |
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MONEY TREE
(Wayne P. Walker) ≪ ⓒ '67 Cedarwood Publishing, BMI ≫ Silver and gold made you say goodbye One day it may make you wanna cry When you're alone with a heart that's blue Who will you take your heartaches too Love can't grow on a money tree not the kind you had with me Some day when you're older a wiser girl you'll be Then you'll know that love can't grow on a money tree I don't blame you for all my pain A young girl like you needs time to dream You're happy now but how long will it last One day you'll be just a girl with the past Love can't grow on a money tree... |
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| 2:27 |
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| 23. |
| 2:41 |
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What makes something you can't have always look so good
Why'd do something out of reach seem so fine What makes you thrill me more than any girl I know I guess it's just because you can't be mine Why can't I be contented with what belongs to me And be satisfied with what's already mine What makes a stolen moment such a precious thing I guess it's just because you can't be mine What makes me always want a woman I can't have Why the someone else's silver always shine My patience rises every time you come around And I guess it's just because you can't be mine Why can't I be contented with what belongs to me And be satisfied with what's already mine What makes a stolen moment such a precious thing I guess it's just because you can't be mine |
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