lp discography - covers & lyrics

1.

I'M A ONE WOMAN MAN

(Johnny Horton - Tillman Franks) « © '56 Cedarwood Publishing, BMI »
If you told me that you love me I would feel so proud
If you let me hold you honey I'd holler out loud
I'll never love another even if I can
Oh come to me baby I'm a one woman man

Won't you let me baby just kinda hang around
I'll always love you honey and I'll never let you down
I'll never love another even if I can
Oh come to me baby I'm a one woman man
[ guitar - fiddle ] I'd climb the highest mountain if it reached up to the sky
To prove that I love you I would jump off and fly
I'd even swim the ocean from shore to shore
To prove that I love you just a little bit more

Won't you let me baby just kinda hang around...
[ fiddle - guitar ] If you told me that you love me I would feel so proud...
Won't you let me baby just kinda hang around...
Come to me baby I'm a one woman man
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2.

MY BABY'S GONE

(Hazel Houser) « © '58 Cental Songs, BMI »
Hold back the rushing minutes make the wind lie still
Don't let the moonlight shine across the lonely hill
Dry all the raindrops then hold back the sun
My world has ended my baby's gone

The milkman whistles softly as he comes up to my door
The mailman brings a letter just like he did before
They seem so busy all day long as though there's nothing wrong
Don't they know the world has ended my baby's gone

Hold back the rushing minutes make the wind lie still...
[ steel - fiddle ] I'll wake up sometime in the night and realize you're gone
And then I toss upon my bed and wait for day to come
I try to tell my lonely heart it must go on alone
But it cries the world has ended my baby's gone

Hold back the rushing minutes make the wind lie still...
My world has ended my baby's gone
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3.

DON'T YOU EVER GET TIRED (OF HURTING ME)

(Hank Cochran) « © '64 Tree Publishing, BMI »
You make my eyes run over all the time
You're happy when I'm out of my mind
Please loosen the chains and let me breathe
don't you ever get tired of hurting me

You must think I look bad with a smile
For you haven't let me have on in such a long long while
Still I keep coming back how can this be
Don't you ever get tired of hurting me
[ piano ] Someone must have hurt you long ago
But why take revenge on one who loves you so
You won't love me and you won't let me be
Don't you ever get tired of hurting me
Don't you ever get tired of hurting me
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4.

BURNING BRIDGES

(Walter Scott) « © '57 Broad River Publishing, BMI »
Found some letters you wrote me this morning
They told of a love we once knew
Now they're gone I'd burned them to ashes
Don't want nothing to remind me of you

Burning bridges behind me it's too late to turn back now
Burning bridges behind me all I want is to forget you somehow

Sold the house we once planned together
I said goodbye to the friends we once knew
And I moved to the faraway city
Trying hard to forget about you

Burning bridges behind me...
All I want is to forget you somehow
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5.

KING IS GONE (SO ARE YOU)

(Roger Ferris) « © '89 Harding Park Music, ASCAP »
Last night I broke the seal on a Jim Beam decanter that looks like Elvis
I soaked the label off a Flintstone Jelly Bean jar
I cleared us off a place on that one little table that you left us
And pulled me up a big ole piece of floor
I pulled the head off Elvis filled Fred up to his pelvis
Yabba dabba doo the King is gone and so are you

Round about ten we all got to talking
Bout Graceland Bedrock and such
The conversation finally turned to women
But they said they didn't get around too much
Elvis said find 'em young and Fred said old Fashioned girls are fun
Yabba dabba doo the King is gone and so are you

Later on it finally hit me
That you wouldn't be a coming home no more
Cause this time I know you won't forgive me
Like all of them other times before
Then I broke Elvis's nose pourin' the last drop from his toes
Yabba dabba doo the King is gone and so are you
Yabba dabba doo the King is gone and so are you

Last night I broke the seal on a Jim Beam decanter that looks like Elvis
I soaked the label off a Flintstone Jelly Bean jar
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6.

RADIO LOVER

(Curly Putman - Ron Hellard - Bucky Jones) « © '83 Tree Publishing, BMI / Cross Keys Publishing, ASCAP »
He kisses her goodbye and heads for the radio station
Oh he hates to leave her but he's got another show to do
He knows she gets lonely so he lets her know he's thinking about her
And though millions are listening she knows who he's talking to

Comin' to you live like I do every night from the heart of your radio
I play a little sad and I play a lotta glad and a few ol' cheatin' songs
Here's hopin' everybody out in radio land found a love just as true as mine
Goodnight angel sleep tight darling and close your pretty brown eyes
When the show is over your radio lover will be home by your side

She's laying in bed as her DJ tells her that he loves her
It would break his heart if he knew she wasn't there alone
She knows when to cheat and when to tell her lover to leave her
She knows they'll be safe just as long as his show goes on

He planned a surprise for the night of their first anniversary
He taped his show just so he could be home with her
The radio was playing and as he walked in on her and her lover
He heard himself saying the last words that they ever heard

Comin' to you live like I do every night...
Yeah I'm comin' to you live like I do every night...
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7.

PLACE IN THE COUNTRY

(Bob Morrison - Johnny McRae - Steve Clark) « © '89 BMG Songs, ASCAP »
For thirty some odd years he faced a grinder in the city
Hustling day in day out just trying to survive
He bought his wife the finer things and sent his kids to collage
That always took what little bit he tried to put aside

But through it all he had one thing that seemed to keep him going
A dream that someday he could leave this city life behind
I watched his hair turn thin and gray but his dream never faded
He told me all about it at least a thousand times

He always wanted a place out in the country
Where the birds sing in the morning and the grass is emerald green
A place where he could feel the morning sunshine
And sit out in the evening where the air is fresh and clean

It took lots of overtime to keep his wife up with the Jonses
And more to get his son out of his run-ins with the law
The more it took the more he gave never once complaining
I don't know how he ever stood the pressure of it all

I never thought he'd make it but he finally left the city
And now he's got that special little place to call his own
Today I took a ride out in the country just to see him
It wasn't hard to find because his name was on the stone

He always wanted a place out in the country...

He always wanted a place out in the country
Oh where the birds sing in the morning and the grass is
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8.

JUST OUT OF REACH

(Virgil F. Stewart) « © '52 Acuff-Rose Music, BMI »
Love that runs away from me dreams that just won't let me be
Blues that keep on bothering me chains that just won't set me free
Too far away from you and all your charms
Just out of reach of my two empty arms

Each night in dreams I see your face mem'ries time cannot erase
Then I awake and find you gone I'm so blue and all alone
So far away from lips so sweet and warm
Just out of reach of my two empty arms

Oh honey you knowhat lonesome feeling that I have all the time
It's just knowing that I know you'll never be mine
And the dreams that always keep on hurtin' me in my sleep
I know they're only vows that you and I could never keep

Too far away from lips so sweet and warm
Just out of reach of my two empty arms
Just out of reach of my two empty arms
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9.

WRITING ON THE WALL

(Freddy Weller - Bobby Fischer) « © '89 Careers Music, BMI / April Music, ASCAP »
She was holding back the tears
As I packed up the last few years
And said I'm tired of being so tied down
I'm sure the kids will understand
That daddy's making other plans
I grabbed my bags and I was free and bound

And then I saw the writing on the wall
It said we love you daddy most of all
There in purple crayons scrabbled knee high in the hall
I saw the writing on the wall

In the new world of being free
Their mem'ries starting haunting me
I headed home as fast as I could
I still picked the same old door
But no one live there anymore
And that tender message made my teardrops flow

And then I saw the writing on the wall...
I saw the writing on the wall
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10.

PRETTY LITLE LADY FROM BEAUMONT TEXAS

(Arthur Leo Owens - Dennis Knutson) « © '89 Songs Of PolyGram, BMI / Frizzell Music, BMI/ Dixie Stars Music, ASCAP »
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