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CAL SMITH

MY KIND OF COUNTRY

MCA 485
June/1975
Produced by Walter Haynes
Cover Grady Martin, Billy Sanford, Jim Colvard, Reggie Young - lead guitar
Harold Bradley, Ray Edenton, Troy Seals, Jerry Shook - rh.guitar
John Hughey, Weldon Myrick - steel
Bob Moore, Jerry Shook, John Williams - bass
Kenny Malone, Larrie Londin, Buddy Harman - drums
Hargus Pig Robbins, David Briggs, Bill Pursell - piano
Vocals:
The Nashville Sounds

1.

YOU SLIP INTO MY MIND

(Curly Putman - Walter Haynes) « © '75 Tree Publishing, BMI »
You slip into my mind so easy baby
I just close my eyes and there you are
With a million thoughts of things I should be doing
You slip into my mind so easy baby

Like a sugar in my coffee you sweeten up my day
You relay so sweet and easy on my mind
When you're not where I can touch you you're always there I find
You never let me get too far away

You slip into my mind so easy baby...
[ piano ] You slip into my mind so easy baby
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2.

GHOST OF JIM BOB WILSON

(Don Wayne) « © '75 Country Bumpkin Music, BMI »
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3.

MY ELUSIVE DREAMS

(Billy Sherrill - Curly Putman) « © '66 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 my elusive dreams

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

And 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 mem'ry that we can cling to
But still you won't let me go on all alone

I know you're tired of following...
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4.

WHEN I HEAR THE WIND BLOW

(Curly Putman - Don Wayne) « © '75 Tree Publishing, BMI »
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5.

MAMA'S FACE

(Glenn Martin) « © '74 Tree Publishing, BMI »
My mama loved my dad for fifty years
And she worked along beside him in the fields
He never gave her much but he gave her all he had
Dad's the only reason my mama lived

My mama's face would light up like a diamond
Each time my daddy walked into the room
She'd stop what she was doing and put her arms around him
Dad's the only world my mama knew

Mama never saw her roses bloom that year
The angels came before the robin's song
Mama said she didn't mind goinG on ahead
But heaven won't be heaven till dad is home

When mama left she left dad a lonely man
But he talked to mama like she was still here
He'd talk about the hard times and the good times that they'd had
As his old mind slipped back across the years

Daddy never plowed his fields again
He just sat down to wait his time to come
Then one day he said I think I hear a choir singing
And he closed his eyes and went to live with mom

Lord I wanna thank you for the years that they were here for me to love
And though it's hard to let 'em go Lord you know I'd let 'em go again
If I could just have been there
And seen my mama's face when my dad walked in
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6.

TOBERNACLE TOM

(Don Wayne) « © '75 Tree Publishing, BMI »
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7.

JULIE

(Eddie Setser) « © '75 Irving Music, BMI »
Julie was the life of my soul
She came along and showed me all a woman had to show
She never made me promises of loving me always
She just made me happy while she stayed

Time and changes changed her mind one day
She went to find her world in some strange city far away
Now I stand here looking through that Appalachian rain
Turning Julie over in my mind again

Some things she took from me some she left behind
But I get by the best I can
Still I smile and thank to Lord that Julie took the time
Stop and love a boy into a man

Lord you know she sure is good for me
What I feel inside is more than just a memory
If I had a gift to give to any man I know
He'd have a girl like Julie sleeping softly in his soul
Julie I love ye
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8.

LINDA ON MY MIND

(Conway Twitty) « © '73 Tree Publishing, BMI »
Now I'm lying here with Linda on my mind
And next to me my soon to be the one I left behind
And Lord it's killing me to see her crying
She knows I'm lying here beside her with Linda on my mind

Yes I know that I once loved her and I place no one above her
And I never thought I'd ever set her free
But it just wasn't in my plans the way Linda squeezed my hand
The first time I held her close as she danced with me

She said I've loved you for a long time but you're married to a friend of mine
And I try hard to never let it show
But my love for you is stronger I can't hide it any longer
And so I thought I'd better let you know

That I'm lying here with Linda on my mind...
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9.

GAMES THAT DADDYS PLAY

(Conway Twitty) « © '75 Tree Publishing, BMI »
He put his arms around her shoulder and with a voice that sounded older
He said mom I got something on my mind
Now I don't want to bother you but I sure need to talk to you
If you could only spare a time
And mom I hope you undretsand how much I love and need you
And I don't want you to take this the wrong way
But don't you think I'm big enough and old enough and strong enough
To play the games that daddys play

My friend Billy Parker's dad came by today to see me
And he wondered if I'd like to go
With him and Billy on a hike and maybe camp out overnight
The way I've seen 'em do in picture shows
And there's one thing I want to do and maybe if I ask him to
He'd sit and talk to me man to man
We'd only be gone overnight and I could find out what is like
To play the games that daddys play

She quickly turned to hide the tears from her son of seven years
He didn't know she'd read between the lines
He'd never really known his dad and although he'd never asked
She knew exactly what was on his mind
She searched my mind in desperation six long years of seperation
Dimmed the words she knew I had to say
I hope you're never big enough or old enough or bold enough
To play the games that daddys play
I know you need and want his love but son you're the victim of
Another kind of game that daddys play
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10.

EVEN A WINO HAS A HOME

(Dave Kirby) « © '75 Tree Publishing, BMI »
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