1.

God Bless America Again

Bobby Bare - Boice Hawkins

© ATV Songs, BMI

God bless America again
You must know the trouble that she's in
Wash her pretty face dry her eyes and then
God bless America again

You know I wish God would bless America again
Like He did way back there when it all began
He blessed her then but we sorta took it for granted
And didn't ask again
So let's just kinda hold her hand now that's all
In case she stumbles let's don't let her fall

God bless America again
You must know the trouble that she's in
Wash her pretty face dry her eyes and then
God bless America again

I don't understand everything I read and hear
About what's wrong with America
When you don't have a lotta book learnin'
There's many things you don't understand
But I know this much she's like a mother to me
I love her with all my heart
And let me tell you this Mister
Everything I am or ever hope to be
I owe to her

God bless America again...
Oh please God bless America again

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2.

Okie From Muskogee

Merle Haggard - Eddie Burris

© Tree Publishing, BMI

We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee
We don't take our trips on LSD
We don't burn our draft cards down on Main Street
Cause we like living right and being free

We don't make a party out of loving
But we like holding hands and pitching woo
We don't let our hair grow long and shaggy
Like the hippies out in San Francisco do

I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee
A place where even squares can have a ball
We still wave Ol' Glory down at the courthouse
White lightning's still the biggest thrill of all

Leather boots are still in style for manly footwear
Beads and Roman sandals won't be seen
Football's still the roughest thing on campus
And the kids here still respect the college dean

I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee...

White lightning's still the biggest thrill of all
In Muskogee Oklahoma USA

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3.

Legend Of Shenandoah

Gloria Shayne - Jack Keller

© Universal Music, ASCAP

Oh Shenandoah how much I love you
Every stream and every valley
Let nothing ever change you

I've brought some fresh flowers for your grave Martha
Like I've been doin' every Sunday for these sixteen years
Somehow it helps me to talk things over with ya Martha
Cause we always shared our hopes and fears
Folks have started killin' stealin' all around Shenandoah
Now if that's what they want that's fine
But the way I see it I got a daughter and six strong sons
And I'm just gonna look out for what's mine

Oh Shenandoah your sons are fighting
Can't you hear your daughters weeping
The war has come to change you

This grizzly war has invaded our family since I talked to ya the other day Martha
Some darn fool soldiers mistook our boy for the enemy
And they've taken him away they just couldn't let us live peaceful
They just wouldn't leave us alone so we're ridin' out tonight
And come hell or high water I’m gonna bring our boy back home

Oh Shenandoah oh Shenandoah
They killed our sons and daughters

Well Martha I don't hardly know how to tell ya this
Nearly half our family is dead and gone
But there's still Shenandoah and a few of us left
And we'll just have to carry on
We've all got to learn to live side by side reasonable and open hearted
We got miles to walk and rivers to cross
And I reckon it's time we got started

Oh Shenandoah the winter's over
Wash away you rollin' river
Cause spring is on the hillside

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4.

Make Friends

Ed McGraw

© Songs Of PolyGram, BMI

Make friends with the rich make friends with the poor
Make friends with the high make friends with the low
Even a little child you oughta greet him with a smile
While travelin' through this world try to make friends

Make friends make friends make friends try to make friends
While travelin' through this world try to make friends
Wear a smile not a frown don’t ya put your neighbor down
While travelin' through this world try to make friends

Sometimes you may be weak sometimes you may be strong
Sometimes talked about sometimes treated wrong
But you just can't miss if you'll remember this
While travelin' through this world try to make friends

Make friends make friends make friends try to make friends...
Make friends make friends make friends try to make friends...
While travelin' through this world try to make friends

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5.

Papa

Bill Anderson

© Tree Publishing, BMI

Papa was a simple man
Papa loved his farmin' land
Guess I didn't understand
Please forgive me papa

You can't paint a picture of a man like papa
With something as empty as words
Cause there's no way to measure the toughness of timber
And compare it to the softness of birds
Papa was both and yet he was neither
Just a hard working God fearing soul
He gave what he had to the ones that he loved
And I guess he loved me best of all
For I was the oldest and we were the closest
We worked this old farm side by side
I guess that's the reason it hit me the hardest
The mornin' that papa died
All I could think of was how hard he'd worked
And what little comfort he'd found
And I guess maybe that's the reason I hitched up the mule
And drove the ol' buggy to town
I picked out a lot in the big cemetery
In the shade of a tall maple tree
And figured it's the least I could do for my papa
After all the things he done for me
We gave him a funeral fit for a king
And when we laid him to rest in the sod
Somehow I thought that in that big pretty place
He just might feel closer to God
The women were cryin' as they passed by papa
The men stopped and all shook my hand
Most of the mourness had gone when I looked up
And noticed this white haired old man
He was dressed kinda shabby and he walked with a cane
His voice was shaky and low
I had to look twice before I rocognized him
He used to work for us a long long time ago
They told me this mornin' Mr Bill had died
And I thought I should come around
I went out to the old homeplace to tell him goodbye
They told me that you done brought him to town
I remember your papa used to say
That when he died he didn't have but one request
He wanted to be burried out there on that farm
He said there was nowhere's else that he could rest
When I heard what you'd done I fetched me a shovel
Found me an old tow sack
I scooped up some dirt from up near the farmhouse
Thought I'd I thought I'd just bring it back
Now I hope you don't mind if I just sorta scatter
These thin little pieces of clay
It ain't gonna mess up your pretty green grass
He just might sleep better this way

Papa was a simple man
Papa loved his farmin' land
Guess I didn't understand
Please forgive me papa

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6.

Green Green Valley

Bill Anderson

© Johnny Bienstock Music, BMI

I walked across the mountains swam across the rivers
So many that I couldn't keep a tally
I lived for the moment I could feast my eyes
Down upon the green green valley
Home in the green green valley

You know I left this valley over twenty years ago
And I headed out west toward Colorado
But I had a little sweetheart lived here in this valley
And somehow I never quite forgot her
Her face was just as fresh as the dew on a flower
My blonde headed freckle faced little Sally
Big blue eyes and soft pink lips
Surrounded by the green green valley

I walked across the mountains swam across the rivers...

There was one more hilltop then there it was
Stretchin' out just like heaven there in front of me
I got a mighty funny feelin' though as I looked down that hill
I wondered if anybody would remember me
Then all of a sudden there was old Ebenezer Brown
And I asked him where I might find my Sally
He didn't say a word just pointed down the road
To the corner of the green green valley
I took off runnin' just fast as I could go
Cause I knew then that Sally hadn't forgotten
For this was the part of the valley we always said
We were gonna raise our children and our cotton
But then I stopped and I looked
For there was only a little fence and a marker on the grave of my Sally
She was lyin' there restin' just waitin' for me to come home
Home to the green green valley

I walked across the mountains swam across the rivers
So many that I couldn’t keep a tally

I sat down beside her and I whispered
Sally I'm home

Home in the green green valley
Home in the green green valley
Home in the green green valley
Home in the green green valley

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7.

Drink Up And Go Home

Johnny Bond - Joe Maphis

© Acuff-Rose Music, BMI

You sit there a crying right in your beer
You say you got troubles my friend listen here
If you'll look around you I'm sure you will find
Folks who have more troubles worse than yours and mine

I'm fresh out of prison six years in the pen
Lost my wife and family no one to call friend
Don't tell me your troubles cause you're not alone
Be thankful you're livin' drink up and go home
[ piano ]
Now there stands a blind man a man who can't see
Yet he's not complaining why should you or me
Don't tell me your troubles I got enough of my own
Be thankful you're livin' drink up and go home

I'm fresh out of prison six years in the pen...

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8.

My Elusive Dreams

Billy Sherrill - Curly Putman

© Tree Publishing, BMI

You followed me to Texas you followed me to Utah
We didn't find it there so we moved on
Then you went with me to Alabam things looked good in Birmingham
We didn't find it there so we moved on

I know you're tired of following
My elusive dreams and schemes
For they're only fleeting things
Your elusive dreams

You had my child in Memphis
Then I heard of work in Nashville
We didn't find it there so we moved on
To a small farm in Nebraska
To a gold mine in Alaska
We didn't find it there so we moved on

Now we've left Alaska
Because there was no gold mine
But this time only two of us moved on
Now all we have is each other
And a little memory to cling to
And still you won't let me go on alone

I know you're tired of following...

For they're only fleeting things
My elusive dreams

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9.

Jeremiah Jones

Lenny Groah - Lou Groah

© Shelby Singleton Music, BMI

In the mountains of West Virginia
When the land was rough and young
On an old gray mule rode a circuit ridin' preacher
Called Jeremiah Jones

Through the mountains over the rivers
Into a wilderness alone
No gun beside him a Bible to guide him
Rode a little man called Jeremiah Jones

A little man in stature but a giant ten feet tall
If you measured him by courage as he answered to the call
The doors were open wide for him in every cabin home
As they waited for the comin' of Jeremiah Jones

Through the mountains over the rivers...

They'd gather by the fireplace for the scriptures to begin
As he held the old worn Bible in his rough and calloused hand
He'd have the young folks weddings and sometimes in softer tones
Beside a new brave pair was said by Jeremiah Jones

Through the mountains over the rivers...

He lived without a comfort and no coins his pockets feel
His congregation scattered through the West Virginia hills
All his life he never had a church to call his own
But the message was delivered by Jeremiah Jones

Through the mountains over the rivers...
A preacher man called Jeremiah Jones

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10.

Detroit City

Mel Tillis - Danny Dill

© Cedarwood Publishing, BMI

Oh how I wanna go home

Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City
And I dreamed about the cotton fields and home
I dreamed about my mother dear old papa sister and brother
And I dreamed about the girl who's been waitin' for so long

I wanna go home I wanna go home
Oh how I wanna go home
[ harmonica ]
The homefolks think I'm big in Detroit City
From the letters that I write they think I'm fine
But by day I make the cars by night I make the bars
If only they could read between the lines

Cause you know I rode a freight train north to Detroit City
After all these years I find I'm just wastin' my time
So I just think I'll take my foolish pride
And put it on a Southbound freight and ride
Go on back to the loved ones
The ones I left waitin' so far behind

I wanna go home I wanna go home
Oh how I wanna go home

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