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| 2:21 | 
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Loudermilk
Baby oh baby Tell the man at the ticket stand that you changed your mind Go and run outside and tell the man to keep his meter flying ?? Cause if you say goodbye to me You know it's gonna break my mind Break My Mind Break My Mind Lord I just can't stand to hear the big jet engines whine Break My Mind Break My Mind oh lord Cause if you leave you're gonna leave a babbling fool behind SOLO Baby baby Tell the main at the ticket stand that you changed your mind Let him know that you suddenly developed a thing about high flying Cause if you say goodbye to me You know it's gonna break my mind Break My Mind Break My Mind Lord I just can't stand to hear the big jet engines whine Break My Mind Break My Mind oh lord Cause if you leave you're gonna leave a babbling fool behind If you leave you're gonna leave a babbling fool behind |
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| 2. |
| 3:48 |
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Haggard
The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom And I stand up to say good-bye like all the rest Then I heard him tell the warden just before he reached my cell 'Let my guitar playing, friend, do my request'. Want you sing me back home with a song I used to hear ? Make my old memories come alive ? And take me away and turn back the years Sing me back home before I die. And I remember Sunday evening when a choir came in from town And got up to sing a few old gospel song Then I heard him tell the singers : 'There's a song my mama sang' 'Could you sing it once before we move along ?' Want you sing me back home with a song I used to hear ? Make my old memories come alive ? And take me away and turn back the years Sing me back home before I die. Want you sing me back home before I die ? |
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| 4. |
| 3:18 |
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Howard
Yes I know she's the life of the party And without her things here would die Oh but don't be fooled by her laughter She has her sad times, she knows how to cry. She drinks and she talks just a little too loud And with her black gown she hangs around with any old crowd Yes I know I'm to blame and I feel so ashamed That I made her the image of me. I met her in a little country town She was settled and old-fashioned in some ways But she loved me till I dragged her down Then she just gave up and drifted away. She drinks and she talks just a little too loud And with her black gown she hangs around with any old crowd Yes I know I'm to blame and I feel so ashamed That I made her the image of me. Yes I know I'm to blame and I feel so ashamed That I made her the image of me. |
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| 5. |
| 3:15 |
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Haggard
White Line Fever a sickness born down deep inside my soul White Line Fever the years keep flying by like a high line pole The wrinkles in my forehead show the miles I've put behind me They continue to remind me how fast I'm growing old Guess I'll die with this fever in my soul I wonder just what makes a man keep pushing on Why must I keep on singing this old highway song I've been from coast to coast a 100 times or more I haven't found one place that I ain't been before White Line Fever a sickness born down deep inside my soul White Line Fever the years keep flying by like a high line pole |
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| 2:55 |
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Well I pulled out of Pittsburgh
Rollin' down the Eastern seaboard I got my diesel wound up And she's a-runnin' like never before There's a speed zone ahead alright But I don't see a cop in sight Six days on the road And I'm gonna make it home tonight I got ten forward gears And a George Overdrive I'm takin' little white pills And my eyes are opened wide I just passed a Jimmy and White I been passin' everythin' in sight Six days on the road And I'm gonna make it home tonight SOLO Well it seems like a month since I kissed my baby goodbye I could have a lotta women But I'm not like some other guys I could find me one to hold me tight But I could never make believe it's alright Six days on the road And I'm gonna make it home tonight The FBI is checkin' on down the line Well I'm a little overweight But my log books way behind But nothin' bothers me tonight I'm gonna dodge all the scales alright Six days on the road And I'm gonna make it home tonight SOLO My rigs a little old but That don't mean she's slow There's a good flame blowin' From her smoke stack, black as coal Well my home town's commin' in sight And if you think I'm happy, you're right Six days on the road And I'm gonna make it home tonight |
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| 2:53 |
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Adair
A home and little children mean nothing to you A house filled with love and a husband that's true You'd rather have a drink with the first guy you meet And the only home you know is the club down the street. Dim lights, thick smoke and loud loud music It's the only kind of life you'll ever understand Dim lights, thick smoke and loud loud music You'll never make a wife to a home lovin' man. A drinkin' and dancin' to a honky-tonk band Is the only kind of life you'LL ever understand Go on and have your fun you think you've played it smart I'm sorry for you and your honky-tonk heart. Dim lights, thick smoke and loud loud music It's the only kind of life you'll ever understand Dim lights, thick smoke and loud loud music You'll never make a wife to a home lovin' man You'll never make a wife to a home lovin' man. |
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| 2:52 |
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Haggard
Each night I leave the barroom when it's over Not feelin' any pain at closing time But tonight your memory found me, much to sober Couldn't drink enough to keep you off my mind. Tonight the bottle let me down And let your memories come around The one true friend I thought I've found Tonight the bottle let me down. I've always had a bottle I could turn to And lately I've been turning every day That the wine don't take a laugh the way it used to do Now I'm hurtin' an open million way. Oo tonight the bottle let me down And let your memories come around The one true friend I thought I've found Tonight the bottle let me down Tonight the bottle let me down. |
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| 4:08 |
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This old town is filled with sin
It will swallow you in If you've got some money to burn Take it home right away You've got three years to pay But Satan is waiting his turn The scientists say It will all wash away But we don't believe any more Cause we've got our recruits And our green mohair suits So please show your I.D. at the door This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house It seems like this whole town's insane On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain A friend came around Tried to clean up this town His ideas made some people mad But he trusted his crowd So he spoke right out loud And they lost the best friend they had This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house It seems like this whole town's insane On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain |
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| 3:49 |
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At the dark end of the street
that is where we always meet hiding in shadows where we don't belong living in darkness, to hide alone You and me, at the dark end of the street You and me I know a time has gonna take it's toll we have to pay for the love we stole It's a sin and we know it's wrong Oh, our love keeps going on strong Steal away to the dark end of the street You and me They gonna find us, they gonna find us They gonna find us love someday You and me, at the dark end of the street You and me When the daylight all goes around And by chance we're both down the town Please meet, just walk, walk on by Oh, darling, please don't you cry You and me, at the dark end of the street You and me |
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| 2:42 |
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| 2:04 |
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Straight-backed chair and a table
Where he sits when he's able To walk over from bedridden misery To record from his thoughts On a worn out table cloth Where he'd been while His mind breaks sleeplessly Though his body's bent with age You know, he's still out on that stage Entertaining all his friends That pause to greet him at the door Forty-nine years out on the road Many nights he'd saved a soul Now he sits and waits To claim his own reward God's own singer of songs is going home Though he's poor, he might be The richest one you know All his pain will set him free Wash his soul and cleans him clean God's own singer of songs is going home God's own singer of songs is going home |
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| 4:03 |
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Putman Jr.
The old home town looks the same since I step down from the train And there to meet me was my mama and papa Down the lane I look and there runs Mary, hair of gold and lips like cherries 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 the old oak tree that I used to play on Down the lane I'll walk with my sweet Mary, hair of gold and lips like cherries It's good to touch the green, green grass of home. And they'll all come to see me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly It's good to touch the green, green grass of home. Then I awake and look around me at the cold gray walls that surround me And I realize that I was only dreamin' 'Cause there stands the guard and a sad old padre and arm and arm they'll walk at daybreak And again I'll touch the green, green grass of home. Yes, they'll all come to see me by the shade of the old oak tree And they lay me meet the green, green grass of home. |
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| 2:46 |
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Owens
Well blue ain't the word for the way that I feel There's a storm that's brewing in this heart of mine This ain't no crazy dream but I know that it's real That's why I'm so lonesome all the time. Crazy arms that reach to hold somebody new While my aching heart keeps saying you're not mine This is no crazy dream but I know that it's real But now I'm so lonesome all the time. So please take the treasured dreams I've had for you and me And take all the love I thought was mine 'Cause someday my troubled arms may hold somebody new But now I'm so lonely all the time. Crazy arms that reach to hold somebody new While my aching heart keeps saying you're not mine My troubled mind knows soon to another you'll be wed And that's why I'm so lonesome all the time. |
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| 3:10 |
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Owens
Together again my tears have stopped falling The long lonely nights are now at an end The key to my heart you hold in your hand And nothing else matters now, we're together again. Together again the grey skies are gone You're back in my arms now where you belong The love that I knew is living again And nothing else matters now, we're together again. No nothing else matters now baby, we're together again. |
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| 3:29 |
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| 3:27 |
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| 18. |
| 3:10 |
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Ripley
You tell me you have married an angel She's made Heaven out of your home You say there couldn't be rainbows without her She's brought you happiness you've never known. You may hate me for the ……. I will tell you But you'll thank me for setting you right But you work to keep angels in Heaven Your angel steps out of Heaven each night. Her Heaven's not the same that you're living in It's any place where there's music and some free drinks from men So call her your angel, I won't say you're not right But your angel steps out of Heaven each night. Her Heaven's not the same that you're living in It's any place where there's music and some free drinks from men So call her your angel, I won't say you're not right But your angel steps out of Heaven each night Yes your angel steps out of Heaven each night. |
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