GEORGE JONES & GENE PITNEY
IT'S COUNTRY TIME AGAIN (Musicor MS-3065)
August/1965
Produced by Pappy Daily
Vocal accompaniment by The Jordnaires and Melba Montgomery
Recorded:
July/1965, Columbia Studio, Nashville
Tra la la twitle dee dee dee it gives me a thrill
To wake up in the morning to the mockin' bird's trill
Tra la la twitle dee dee dee there's peace and good will
You're welcome as the flowers on Mockin' Bird Hill
Got a three cornered plow and an acre to till
And a mule that I bought for a three dollar bill
There's a tumbledown shack and a rusty ol' mill
But it's my home sweet home up on Mockin' Bird Hill
Tra la la twitle dee dee dee... [ whistle ]
When it's late in the evening I climb up the hill
And survey all my kingdom while everything's still
Only me and the sky and an ol' whippoorwill
Singing songs in the twilight on Mockin' Bird Hill
Tra la la twitle dee dee dee...
You're welcome as the flowers on Mockin' Bird Hill
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It was easy said the night we parted that we'd forget we'd ever met
I haven't forgotten I wonder if you have or if your heart is full of regret
As long as I live if it be one hour or if it be one hundred years
I'll keep remembering forever and ever I'll love you dear as long as I live
Oh I never thought that night we parted that life alone would be oh so bad
I know it sounds funny but I can't forget you you're the only joy that I've ever had
As long as I live if it be one hour...
I'll love you dear as long as I live
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Lately I don't even miss her
Yes it's through out of sight out of mind
All my love of yesterday it has faded away
I'd be lonely if I could find the time
Helped her open the door when she left me
All I said was good luck and goodbye
Now at last I am free like I wanted to be
These are a few of my favorite lies
I'm surprised I'm still talking about her
I can't stop anytime and I will
But if you will like asking me question
I have more lies I'm dying to tell
There's no room in my heart now for sadness
I've completely forgot how to cry
If she'd came back today I would turn her away
These are a few of my favorite lies
Just a few of my favorite lies
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When you live in the country everybody is your neighbor
On this one thing you can rely
They'll all come to see you and never never leave you
Saying y'all come to see us by and by
Y'all come (y'all come)...
The kinfolks Yre coming coming by the dozen
Eatin' everything from soup to hay hay hay
And right after dinner they ain't looking any thinner
And here's what you'll hear them say
Y'all come (y'all come)... [ fiddle ]
Oh old grandma's a wishing they'd come out to the kitchen
And help her do the dishes right away
But they all start leavin' even though she's a grievin'
You can still hear grandma say
Y'all come (y'all come)...
Oh y'all come to see us now and then
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Until someday you'll want me to want you
When I am strong for somebody new
No you don't want me now I'll get along somehow
And then I won't won't want you [ whistle ]
(You expect me to be true and keep on loving you
Though I am feeling blue you think I can't forget you)
Until someday you'll want me to want you...
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Oh that a little bitty teeny weeny thing they called the love bug
Nobody's ever seen it but it's got the whole world shook up
It all started with a little bitty kiss and a hug
It's a little bitty teeny weeny thing they called the love bug [ guitar ]
Well I always thought that I had me a pretty good style
But I lost that race by a good old country mile
Yeah I was walkin' all around with my head held way up high
And it fooled me hit me really took me by surprise
Oh that a little bitty teeny weeny thing...
It's a little bitty teeny weeny thing they called the love bug
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Now the phone is a ringin' and the news it's a bringin'
Is going to put an end to all of my wild night life
A greyhounds a comin' and the wheels are a hummin'
And my pretty mommas comin' home tonight
I'm a gonna have a big job a pickin' up the pieces (big job)... [ guitar ]
The lights were a burning bright each and every single night
Party's going on till the break of day
If I didn't make it clear ladies stay away from here
It'll be an hour and a half away
I'm a gonna have a big job a pickin' up the pieces (big job)... [ guitar ]
Guess I better scat down to the launder mat
Wash out all of them lipstick stains
Tidy up the house a bit get everything fit
Good thing she isn't comin' in by plane
I'm a gonna have a big job a pickin' up the pieces (big job)...
I'm a gonna have a big job a pickin' up the pieces (big job)...
I'm a gonna have a big job a pickin' up the pieces (big job)...
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A shoulder to cry on is all you want from me
Someone to share your heartaches when you cry
Someone you can depend on who will always be around
I'm nothing more than just your old standby
If you could call me darling if you could call me dear
If you could learn to love me by and by
I wouldn't mind this waiting for I could stand the pain
I'd be more to you than just your old standby [ fiddle ]
You wouldn't call me darling and you wouldn't call me dear
I wonder if you'll miss me when I die
You have no consideration you show no sympathy
I'm nothing more than just your old standby
Well I've got a crow I want to pick with you
Just like last time when the feathers flew
You're running wild a kickin' up your heels
A leavin' me home with a handful of bills
I can't live without you and you know it's true
But there's no livin' with you so what'll I do
I'm goin' honky tonkin' gettin' tight as I can
And maybe by then you'll preciate a good man
Tell me why baby why baby... [ guitar ]
Now I don't know but I've heard you say
That every little dog's a gonna have his day
You better pay attention don't you dare forget
Cause I'm just a little bitty puppy yet
Well I caught you honky tonkin' with my best friend
The thing to do was leave you but I shoulda left then
Now I'm too old to leave you but I still get sore
When you come home my baby for a knock on the door
That's all it took to make me know that I still care
It seems my heart just can't give up the dreams we used to share
I tell my friends I'm happy but they read me like a book
And when today I heard them say your name that's all it took [ fiddle ]
That's all it took to make me yearn to your embrace
I guess I might as well admit no one can take your place
I tell my friends I'm happy but they read me like a book
For when today I heard them say your name that's all it took
For when today I heard them say your name that's all it took
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He's got fishin' lines strung across the Louisiana River
Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat
He set crops in the swamp catchin' everythin' he can
Gotta make a livin' he's a Louisiana man
Gotta make a livin' he's a Louisiana man
Muskart hides a hangin' by the dozen
Even got a lady make a muskart's cousin
Pile of hide drying in the hot hot sun
Tomorrow papa's gonna turn them into mon [ sax ]
They call mama Rita and my daddy Jack
A little baby brother on the floor that's Mac
Frank and Lynn are the family twins
Big brother Ed's on the bayou fishin'
On the river float papa's great big boat
That's how my papa goes into town
He takes every bit of the night and day
Then even reach the place where the people stay
I can hardly wait till tomorrow comes around
That's the day my papa takes his fure to town
Papa promised me that I could go even let me see a cowboy show
I saw the cowboys and Indians for the first time then
I told my papa gotta go again
Papa said son we got the lines to run
We'll come back again there's work to be done [ fiddle ]
He's got fishin' lines strung across...
Gotta make a livin' he's a Louisiana man
Gotta make a livin' he's a Louisiana man
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Those happy hours that we once knew
Though long ago still make me blue
They say that time heals a broken heart
But time has stood still since we've been apart
I can't stop loving you there's no use to try
Pretend there's someone new I can't live a lie
I can't stop wanting you no way that I do
There's only been one for me the one is you
I can't stop loving you I've made up my mind
To live in memories of old lonesome times
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