lp discography - covers & lyrics

1.

IT'S OVER

(Jimmie Rodgers) « © '33 Peer International, BMI »
If time were not a moving thing and I could make it stay
This hour of love we share will always be there'll be no coming day
To shine a morning light make us realize our night is over

When you walk away from me there is no place to put my hand
Except to shade my eyes against the sun that rises o'er the land
I watch you walk away somehow I have to let you go now it's over

If you knew just how I really feel you might return and yet
There are so many times that people have to love and then forget
Though there might have been a way I have to force myself to say it's over

So I turn my back turn my collar to the wind
Move along in silence trying not to think at all
I send my feet before me walk the silent street before me now it's over
[ guitar ] If time were not a moving thing...
It's over
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2.

BY THE TIME I GET TO PHOENIX

(Jim Webb) « © '67 Sosaha Music, BMI / Jonathan Three Music, BMI »
By the time I get to Phoenix she'll be risin'
She'll find the note I left hangin' on her door
She'll laugh when she reads the part that says I'm leavin'
Cause I've left that girl so many times before

By the time I make Albuquerque she'll be workin'
She'll probably stop at lounch and give me a call
But she'll just hear that phone keep on ringin'
Off the wall that's all

By the time I make Oklahoma she'll be sleepin'
She'll turn softly and call my name out low
She'll cry just to think I'd really leave her
Though time and time I've tried to tell her so
She just didn't know I would really go
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3.

VERY WELL TRAVELED MAN

(Jim Robinson) « © '67 Combine Music, BMI »
I've made the harvest of the wheat in Kansas
I've worked construction jobs in Idaho
I've stevedored along the docks in Frisco
I have shrimped the Gulf of Mexico
And that makes me a very well traveled man

I've rough-necked in the oil fields of Texas
I have pulled a ten foot cotton sack
Searched for the Dutchman's gold in Arizona
In Oregon a tall tree lumberjack
And that makes me a very well traveled man

A jack of all trades master of none
Man I really got it made
Cause all I gotta do is follow the sun
Do my sleepin' in the shade

They say that travel broaden ones horizons
So I never let a freight train pass me by
And absence always makes the heart grow fonder
So it's hello sweet baby and goodbye
And that makes me a very well traveled man
And that makes me a very well traveled man
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4.

DISTANT DRUMS

(Cindy Walker) « © '63 Combine Music, BMI »
I hear the sound of distand drums
Far away far away
And if they call for me to come
Then I must go and you must stay

So Mary marry me let's not wait
Let's share all the time we can before it's too late
And love me now for now is all the time there may be
If you love me Mary Mary marry me

I hear the sound of bugles blow
Far away far away
And if they call then I must go
Across the sea so wild and grey

So Mary marry me let's not wait
For those distant drums might change our wedding day
And love me now for now is all the time there may be
If you love me Mary Mary marry me
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5.

SKIP A ROPE

(Jack Moran - Glenn D. Tubb) « © '67 Tree Publishing, BMI »
Skip a rope skip a rope
Oh listen to the children while they play
Now ain't it kinda funny what the children say
Skip a rope

Daddy hates mommy mommy hates dad
Last night you should've heard the fight they had
It gave little sister another bad dream
She woke us all up with a terrible scream

Skip a rope skip a rope...

Cheat on your taxes don't be a fool
Now what was that they said about the golden rule
Never mind the rule just play to win
And hate your neighbor for the shade of his skin

Skip a rope skip a rope...

Stub 'em in the back that's the name of the game
And mommy and daddy are who's to blame

Skip a rope skip a rope
Just listen to your children while they play
It's really not very funny what the children say
Skip a rope skip a rope
Skip a rope skip a rope
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6.

SAGINAW MICHIGAN

(Bill Anderson - Don Wayne) « © '63 Tree Publishing, BMI »
I was born in Saginaw Michigan
I grew up in little house on Saginaw bay
My dad was a poor hard working Saginaw fisherman
Too many times he came home with too little pay

I loved a girl in Saginaw Michigan
The daughter of a wealthy wealthy man
But he called me that son of a Saginaw fisherman
Not good enough to claim his daughter's hand

That's why I'm up here in Alaska looking around for gold
Like a crazy fool I'm digging in the frozen ground so cold
But with each new day I pray I'll strike it rich and then
I'll go back home and claim my love in Saginaw Michigan

I wrote my love in Saginaw Michigan
I said honey I'm comin' home please wait for me
You can tell your dad I'm comin' back a richer man
I've hit the biggest strike in Klondyke history

Her dad met me in Saginaw Michigan
He gave me a great big party with champagne
Then he said son you're a wise young ambitious man
Will you sell your father-in-law your Klondyke claim

So now he's up there in Alaska diggin' in the cold cold ground
Well the greedy fool is lookin' for the gold I never found
It serves him right and no one here is missin' him
Least of all the newly weds in Saginaw Michigan
Least of all the newly weds in Saginaw Michigan
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7.

GREEN GREEN GRASS OF HOME

(Curly Putman) « © '65 Tree Publishing, BMI »
The old hometown still looks the same as I step down from the train
And there to meet me was my mama and papa
Down the road I looked and there runs Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green green grass of home

Yes they'll all come to see me arms areaching smiling sweetly
It's good to touch the green green grass of home

The old house it's still standing though the paint is cracked and dry
And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on
Down the lane I looked and there runs Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green green grass of home

Then I awake and look around me at the four grey walls that surround me
Then I realized that I was only dreaming
For there's a guard and there's that sad old padre
Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak
And again I'll touch the green green grass of home

Yes they'll all come to see me arms areaching smiling sweetly
As they lay me neath the green green grass of home
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8.

JUST AS MUCH AS EVER

(Charles Singleton - Larry Coleman) « © '67 Screen Gems Music, BMI / Elvis Presley Music, BMI »
Just as much as ever I need you and want you to be near
Just as much as ever I love you and always will my dear
Even though we two have parted my feelings for you've never dropped
For loving you is something I've started and don't know how to stop

Just as much as ever I'm hoping that you'll be mine again
Darling cause I'll never be satisfied till then
For I am still the same ole me with the same ole love for you
Just as much as ever my heart beats for you

(Just as much as ever I'm hoping that you'll be mine again) Darling cause I'll never be satisfied till then
Oh I am still the same ole me with the same ole love for you
Just as much as ever my heart beats for you
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9.

BLACKJACK COUNTY CHAIN

(Red Lane) « © '67 Tree Publishing, BMI »
I was sittin' beside the road in Blackjack County
Not knowin' that the sheriff paid a bounty
For men like me who didn't have a penny to our names
Well he locked my legs to thirty-five pounds of Blackjack County chain

All we had to eat was bread and water
Each day we had to build that road a mile and a quarter
A black sneak whip would cut our backs when some poor fool complained
But you couldn't fight back wearin' thirty-five pounds of Blackjack County chain
[ guitar ] One night while the sheriff he laid sleepin'
We all gathered round him slowly creepin'
Heaven help me to forget that night in the cold cold rain
When we beat him to death with thirty-five pounds of Blackjack County chain

All the whip marks have all healed and I am thankful
All that there's nothing but a scar around my ankle
But most of all I'm glad no man will be a slave again
To a black sneak whip and thirty-five pounds of Blackjack County chain
Blackjack County chain Blackjack County chain
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10.

FOUR LONG SEASONS

(Harold Gay) « © '67 Tonkawa Music, BMI »
I love you four long seasons of the year

Four long seasons that change from winter to spring
Chilly winds that blow warm day by day
Summer nights I'm with you fly away when summer's through
One fall day the chilly winds blow again
[ guitar ] I love you four long seasons of the year

We both know that someday you might go away
I'll remember the summer nights with you
But if you decide to stay or go with me someday
Then the seasons won't seem so long that way
[ guitar ] I love you four long seasons of the year
Yes I love you four long seasons of the year
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11.

LITTLE GIRLS AND LITTLE BOYS

(Bob Tubert) « © '67 Vintage Music, BMI »
Little girls and little boys often cry over broken toys
But tears that fall like gentle rain wash away the hurt and pain

Little girls and little boys when they grow older change their toys
They learn that life's a hurting game but never know who's to blame

No more a child is a saddest line ever written in the sands of time
No matter how heavy the tide of tears no more can they wash away the fears

Pretty women mighty men try but can't go back again
And they're lost like all the toys they had when little girls and boys
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