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Before you take another step there's something you should know
About the years ahead and how they'll be You'll be living in a world where roses hardly ever grow Cause all I have to offer you is me There'll be no mansion waiting on the hill with crystal chandeliers Then there'll be no fancy clothes for you to wear Everything I have is standing here in front of you to see All I have to offer you is me [Steel] Sweetheart I'll give you all my love in every way I can But make sure that's what you want while you're still free The only gold I have for you is in this wedding band Cause all I have to offer you is me There'll be no mansion... |
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Does my ring hurt your finger when you go out at night
When I bought it for you darling it seemed to be just right Should I take it to the jeweler so it won't fit so tight Does my ring hurt your finger when you go out at night Did you enjoy yourself last night dear how was the show You know that I don't mind it when you go I understand sometimes we all need time alone But why do you always leave your ring at home Does my ring hurt your finger when you're away from me I'm so proud when you wear it for all the world to see Should I take it to the jeweler so it won't fit so tight Does my ring hurt your finger when you go out at night Does my ring hurt your finger when you go out at night |
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Rain drippin' off the brim of my hat,
It sure looks cold today. Here I am a-walkin' down 66, Wish she hadn't done me this way. Sleepin' under a table in a roadside park, A man could wake up dead; But it sure seemed warmer than it did Sleepin' in my king-size bed. [Chorus] Is anybody goin' to San Antone or Phoenix, Arizona? Any place is all right as long as I can forget I've ever known her. Wind whippin' down the neck of my shirt Like I aint got nothin' on; But I'd rather fight the wind and rain Than what I was fightin' at home. [Chorus] Yonder comes a truck with the U.S. mail For people writin' letters back home. Well, tomorrow she'll want me back again But I'll still be just as gone. [Chorus] |
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Have you ever been awaken by the crowing of a rooster
While the night is still heavy on the ground And the voice of Uncle Ben seems to break the morning silence Bringing lights to windows all around Well it's time to rise and shine and start another hard work day Get the cows in and start the milking chores It's nice to think about it maybe even visit but I wonder could I live there anymore [ steel - fiddle ] Something bout the smell of cornbread cooking on a wood stove Seems to bring a picture to my mind Of a little three room house with mama in the kitchen But she can't stop to talk ain't got the time She's a fixing dad his supper he's a working over time Tryin' to pay our bill at the grocery store It's nice to think about it maybe even visit but I wonder could I live there anymore [ steel - fiddle ] As I think about my childhood and of my old hometown I don't really miss them like before It's nice to think about it maybe even visit but I wonder could I live there anymore |
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Down at the railroad station there's people gettin' on
Some are a goin' north some are a goin' south I'm just goin' to be gone Some people are born to be takers others just want to give Some people live just to love but I just love to live For I was just born to be exactly what you see Nothing more or less I'm not the worst or the best I just try to be exactly what you see today and every day I'm just me When people say their life is rough I wonder compared to what Some are wantin' more and more's gettin' less I just want what I've got Some want to live on a hill others down by the sea Some want to live inside high walls I just want to live free For I was just born... Oh I was just born to be exactly what you see today and every day I'm just me |
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Whenever I chance to meet
some old friends on the street They wonder how does a man get to be this way I've always got a smilin' face any time and any place And everytime they ask me why I just smile and say You've got to kiss an angel good mornin' And let her know you think about her when you're gone Kiss an angel good mornin' and love her like a devil when you get back home Well people may try to guess the secret of happiness But some of them never learn it's a simple thing The secret I'm speaking of is a woman and a man in love And the answer is in the song that I always sing You've got to kiss an angel good mornin' And let her know you think about her when you're gone Kiss an angel good mornin' and love her like a devil when you get back home You've got to kiss an angel good mornin' And let her know you think about her when you're gone Kiss an angel good mornin' and love her like a devil when you get back home |
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Baby it's gonna take a little bit longer for me to ever get you off of my mind
Baby it's gonna take a little bit longer cause I've been lovin' you a long long time People try to tell me that it won't be long till I won't even miss you anymore But I can tell them it must be something mighty wrong every day I want you even more And baby it's gonna take... [ guitar - steel ] They say this lonely feeling it'll go away but after all this time now it ain't gone Every weaken moment and every night and day just seems to keep on keeping on And baby it's gonna take... Yes I've been lovin' you a long long time |
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