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(# 4 top country album)
(# 159 top pop album)
Jerry Kennedy, Billy Sanford, Harold Bradley, Ray Edenton, Chip Young - guitar
Pete Drake - steel/dobro
Bob Moore, Henry Strzelecki - bass
Buddy Harman - drums
Hargus Pig Robbins, Ron Oates - piano
Charlie McCoy - harmonica/vibes
Strings:
The Nashville String Machine
Vocals:
The Nashville Edition and The Jordanaires
Recorded:
Sep/1973, Columbia Recording Studio, Nashville
(# 1 country hit)
(# 46 pop hit)
© Captive Music, BMI / Careers Music, BMI
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 myself 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'm down and out
In my time of trials will you stand by me
Would you go away to another land...
Would you lay with me in a field of stone
Should my lips grow dry would you wet them dear
Will you bathe with me in the stream of life
Will you still love me when I'm down and out
**********
© Big Tree Enterprises, ASCAP
He knows when I'm lonesome he's there when I'm sad
He's up in the good times he's down in the bad
Whenever I'm discouraged he knows just what to do
That boy doesn't know about you
I can tell him my troubles he makes 'em all seem right
I can make up excuses not to hold him at night
We can talk of tomorrow I'll tell him things that I wanna do
But boy how can I tell him about you
How can I tell him about you boy please tell me what to do
Everything seems right whenever I'm with you
So boy won't you tell me how to tell him about you ah ah ooh
How can I tell him I don't miss him whenever I'm away
How can I say it's you I think of every single night and day
But when is it easy tellin' someone we're through
Oh boy help me tell him about you
How can I tell him about you boy please tell me what to do...
**********
© Al Gallico Music, BMI
Wherever you go wherever you may wander in your life
Surely you know I'll always wanna be there
Holdin' your hand and standing by to catch you when you fall
Seeing you through in everything you do
Let me be there in your morning let me be there in your night
Let me change whatever's wrong and make it right
Let me take you through that wonderland that only two can share
All I ask you is let me be there
[ guitar - harmonica ]
Watching you grow and going through the changes in your life
That's how I know I'll always wanna be there
Whenever you feel you need a friend to lean on here I am
Whenever you call you know I'll be there
Let me be there in your morning let me be there in your night...
Let me be there in your morning let me be there in your night...
All I ask you is let me be there
**********
© House Of Cash, BMI
She was called a scarlet woman by the people
Who would go to church but leave me in the streets
With no parents of my own I never had a home
And a fifteen year old girl has got to eat
She found me outside one Sunday morning
Begging money from a man I didn't know
She took me in and wiped away my childhood
This woman of the streets this lady Rose
This bed of Rose's that I lay on
Where I was taught to love a man
This bed of Rose's where I'm livin'
Is the only kind of life I'll understand
She was a handsome woman just thirty-five
Who was spoken to in town by very few
She managed a late evening business
Like most of the town wished they could do
And I learned all the things that a girl should know
From a woman not approved of I suppose
She died knowing someone really loved her
Of life's bramble bush I picked a rose
This bed of Rose's that I lay on...
This bed of Rose's that I lay on...
**********
(# 4 country hit)
(# 86 pop hit)
© Tree Publishing, BMI
I wish I'd known the man a little better that turned my mama on
He must have been a heck of a man cause mama was a lady don't you know
Mama was no prude but she was proper never wore her dress too short
She didn't care if you did but she'd of never taken a drink
Grandma Kate did the best she could to see mama grew up right
So she'd be fittin' one day for courtin' and to wear some gentleman's ring
I wish I'd known the man a little better that turned my mama on
He was always laughing and sang a right sweet song
Wish I'd known the man a little better that turned my mama on
He must have been a heck of a man cause mama was a lady don't you know
I hear he came to town one day in a rusty old '49 Ford
Sellin' ladies shoes and assorted greeting cards
He was killin' good-lookin' and easy to like and turnin' all the ladies heads
But he saw mama first and Lord knows how some of them travelin' men are
I wish I'd known the man a little better that turned my mama on...
Mama seemed to forget the things that grandma Kate had always told her
She ran away one night with that traveling man
They bought gas at Rita's Truck Stop and drove to DeSoto County
But he brought her home with a ring upon her hand
Mama's told me how the fever took him when I was barely five
But I remember him pitchin' me up and catchin' me
And I love to sit and listen to her tell me about my daddy
She says he thought the sun must surely rise and set in me
I wish I'd known the man a little better that turned my mama on...
**********
© Tree Publishing, BMI
Mama never had a flower garden
Cause cotton grew right up to our front door
Daddy never went on a vacation
He died a tired old man at forty-four
Our neighbors in the big house called us redneck
Cause we lived in a poor sharecropper shack
The Jackson's down the road were poor like we were
But our skin was white and theirs was black
But I believe the south is gonna rise again
But not the way we thought it would back then
I mean everybody hand in hand
I believe the south is gonna rise again
I see wooded parks and big skyscrapers
Where dirty rundown shacks stood once before
I see sons and daughters of sharecroppers
But they're not pickin' cotton anymore
But more important I see human kindness
As we forget the bad and keep the good
A brand new breeze is blowing cross the southland
And I see a brand new kind of brotherhood
Yes I believe the south is gonna rise again...
I believe the south is gonna rise again
I believe the south is gonna rise again
**********
© Tree Publishing, BMI
Mama died havin' me and papa tried to raise me
And then he took to drinking when I was only three
I'd follow him and his guitar along the streets of Mobile
Where he'd sing for just a drink and a lollipop for me
Then at night he'd sit me on the bar while he did some singin'
I'd play with his old railroad watch when I wasn't dancin'
And I'd pass around his worn out hat they'd pitch in dimes and quarters
Oh how proud I was to be old Dan Tucker's daughter
Things seemed to go from bad to worse as I grew sadly older
And papa looked so down and out failin' more each day
And the pride I always felt for him slowly turned to pity
And Lord you know it broke my heart each time I'd hear them say
Get out of the way old Dan Tucker
Take this dime and take this quarter
Get out of the way old Dan Tucker
Take your wine and take your daughter
[ fiddle ]
Papa died just today a cold grey Mobile morning
Now here I stand all alone crying on his grave
Not a single soul from Mobile came to wish him well his journey
least where papa's goin' no one there will say
Get out of the way old Dan Tucker...
**********
© Sherrill Music, BMI
Many years ago in Brush Creek Georgia
Molly Marlo was a virgin girl
She lived a mile from a fool named Barney Dawson
Hell bent on gettin' inside Molly's world
He caught her after church one Sunday morning
And took her body with his rough hard hands
And walked off laughin' as she lay there crying
Since then she's been known as No Man's Land
Molly Marlo was No Man's Land
Love could never grow in No Man's Land
The men all tried but she denied them
And they sighed and wrung their hands
But they couldn't go walking in No Man's Land
Molly grew into a luscious beauty
Each man's head would turn as she walked by
And as their hot eyes watched her body moving
They'd swallow hard and shake their heads and sigh
Molly went to school and studied nursing
Now you might laugh but it's an honest fact
The first year that she nursed at Miller's Clinic
Six men pretended they had heart attacks
Molly Marlo was No Man's Land...
Years later Barney Dawson lay in prison
In feverish pain that sufferin' shell of a man
He was glad to see the nurse from Miller's Clinic
Till he saw the burnin' eyes of No Man's Land
Molly Marlo was No Man's Land love could never grow in No Man's Land
Barney cried but she denied him and he prayed and wrung his hands
Now his soul's walking through No Man's Land
**********
© Resaca Music, BMI
Now that I know that I've needed you so
Help me Jesus my soul's in your hands
Why me Lord what have I ever done
To deserve even one of the pleasures I've known
Tell me Lord what did I ever do
That was worth loving you or the kindness you've shown
Lord help me Jesus I've wasted it so
Help me Jesus I know what I am
Now that I know that I've needed you so
Help me Jesus my soul's in your hands
Try me Lord if you think there's a way
I can ever repay all I've taken from you
Maybe Lord I can show someone else
What I've been through myself on my way back to you
Lord help me Jesus I've wasted it so...
Jesus my soul's in your hands
**********
© Acuff-Rose Music, BMI
Among the local taverns there'll be a slack in business
Cause Jesse's drinking came before the groceries and the rent
Among the local women there'll be a slack in cheatin'
Cause Jesse won't be steppin' out again
They baptized Jesse Taylor in Cedar Creek last Sunday
Jesus gained a soul and Satan lost a good right arm
They all cried hallelujah when Jesse's head went under
Cause this time he went under for the Lord
The scars on Jesse's knuckles were more than just respected
The county courthouse records tell all there is to tell
The pockets of the gamblers will soon miss Jesse's money
And the black eye of the law will soon be well
They baptized Jesse Taylor in Cedar Creek last Sunday...
From now on Nancy Taylor can proudly speak to neighbors
And tell them how much Jesse took up with little Jim
Now Jimmy's got a daddy and Jesse's got a family
And Franklin County's got a lot more man
They baptized Jesse Taylor in Cedar Creek last Sunday...
**********
© Careers Music, BMI
Everybody's wonderin' how this world will get around
Now that we're all runnin' out of gas
But me I'm kinda happy that this world is slowin' down
Seems to me we were movin' much too fast
Now folks you're gonna have to slow it down (slow it down)
But that won't stop this world from goin' round
Well I could think of a whole lotta worse of things to be out of
What if we were running out of love
Now everybody's thinking that this world will fall apart
Cause we ain't got no fuel to feed the flame
But what if we all lost the love we use to fill our hearts
Seems to me life wouldn't be the same
Now folks you're gonna have to slow it down...
Now everybody's wonderin' just how cold it's gonna get
How they're gonna keep each other warm
The simplest solution to the problem I've seen yet
Is cuddle up with someone in your arms
Now folks you're gonna have to slow it down...
What if we were running out of love
What if we were running out of
**********
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