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(# 29 top country album)

© Porter Music, BMI
When you left you said you would not be returning
Nothing here you'd ever want to see again
But each night you've come to visit me in mem'ries
And won't you be a little quieter if you can
Last night I heard you walkin' in the hallway
And your footsteps sounded like a marching band
And I haven't slept in so long I can't remember
So won't you be a little quieter if you can
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Well you're back again tonight out in the kitchen
I can hear you as you rattle the pots and pans
Oh what I'd give to see you when you visit me
Cause these lonely walls are driving me insane
When you're finished with your bath please close the closet
The dripping water sounds juts like a drivin' rain
Each night I'm looking forward to your visit
But won't you be a little quieter if you can
I wish you'd be a little quieter if you can
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© Porter Music, BMI
Watching my watch tick the time away
Watching through the window the skies turning grey
My eyes get so lonesome at times I can't see
These long lonely walls keep watching me
Watching your pillow unused since you'd left
Makes the pain sharpen that runs through my chest
Watching my hands tremble just thinking of you
Then my mind starts to wonderin' oh what will I do
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Watching the shadows of evening come down
Then soon the darkness covers the mound
Watch a dim light bulb out in the hall
Flicker its light through a crack in my wall
Watching your pillow unused since you'd left...
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© Porter Music, BMI
On past the Riley Fruit Farm in the country and across the Gundy Hills to Jopin Holler
An old man lived alone like a prisoner serving I'd never met a man like Albert Erving
Albert never held a woman or a child you could see that loneliness had drove him wild
He said I ain't seen a soul in three long years and down his lonely face came the tears
His house was filled with logs and cardboard boxes
The boxes sealed the cracks in the wintertime
The floor in Albert's home was just the earth worn down
Where Albert's lonely feet had walked around
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Everything in Albert's house was made by hand a picture carved in wood sat on a stand
Such beauty in a face I'd never seen carved just below the picture the name Kathleen
Albert held the picture close up to his face said my Kathleen adds beauty to this place
I asked him who she was then came the tears
He said she's not real she's just someone I've dreamed of all these years
His house was filled with logs and cardboard boxes...
Where Albert's lonely feet had walked around
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© Porter Music, BMI
This room is like a tomb quiet and still
I can almost hear my heart breaking
But it won't cause there's a chance I might see you tomorrow
But oh the agony of waiting
You told me that someday you'd be my baby
But I wonder if you know the agony of waiting all alone
But I love you you know that or I wouldn't stand the pain
And the agony of waiting in vain
Here I am all alone again tonight
Waiting for the dawn to start breaking
My eyes won't stay closed they wanna see you
And oh the agony of waiting
You told me that someday you'd be my baby...
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© Porter Music, BMI
You look at me with eyes of admiration
As though you'd like to live a life like mine
You just seen me smile with happy conversation
But there's something deep within I must hide
The love that's lived and died inside of me
If there was just some way you could see
Would make you scream and cry at the sight
Just the way I do late at night
Just the way I do late at night
There are some that look at me with envy
Because I smile a lot just to hide
The hurt I've brought to those that have loved me
But couldn't understand me deep inside
The love that's lived and died inside of me...
Sometimes late at night in the stillness
My mind turns through the pages of my past
Trying some way to find the reason why
I couldn't get true love to last
The love that's lived and died inside of me...
(Just the way I do late at night)
Just the way I do late at night
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© Porter Music, BMI
The ceremony's beginning for the late love of mine
But there's no one attending but me and the mem'ries she left behind
I watched as her love for me died a little at a time
She tried in every way she could the late love of mine
How could I expect a good woman to love a slave to the wine
I knew someday I'd lose her the late love of mine
The strong drink is made for the weak ones that won't stand by love that they find
And I'm trying to bury the mem'ries of the late love of mine
How could I expect a good woman to love a slave to the wine...
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© Porter Music, BMI
I woke up this morning in a strange place
Looked into the mirror at a strange face
Then I looked for you but you could not be found
Then I felt the lonely comin' down
Then I felt the lonely dripping down my face
As I realized no one could take your place
I wondered where the love had gone that we had found
As I felt the lonely comin' down
I walked across our room to the empty bed
Saw the imprint on the pillow where you layed your head
The fragrance of you still lingered all around
Again I felt the lonely comin' down
Then I felt the lonely dripping down my face...
As I felt the lonely comin' down
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© Porter Music, BMI
Your soft body lying here so close to me
As you move your hand slowly across my face
Your touch is as soft as the words you speak to me
Oh such beauty in the way I see you
I compare you with the beauty in the dawning
Or when the sunset that paints its picture in the blue
Like a butterfly that has a million colors oh such beauty
Is like the beauty in the way I see you
Sometimes your eyes are full of questions
Like a little girl her first day in school
Then you put your hand on mine and squeeze it lightly the way you do
What a love in the way I see you
I compare you with the beauty in the dawning...
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© Porter Music, BMI
To a man and wife three sons were born on the same day a bright Sundy morn
Three boys with exactly the same chance in life
Their daddy was a wealthy man they'd know no hunger or strife
Their names were Carroll Gerald and Harold Dee
The years passed quickly it seemed for the three
Carroll studied law with a bachelor's degree
He'd read law books till way in the night
To be the world's greatest lawyer was his goal in life
Gerald studied numbers he was like a machine
Adding subtracting multiplying accounting was his dream
The books were untouched by the last of the three
Just God's Holy Bible would interest Harold Dee
But he'd read it and recite it in his study for days
Without eating or sleeping learning of God's ways
The rest of the family would go to town but Harold Dee would stay home
And through the woods and the fields he'd walk around
Why they wouldn't even get him to the barbershop
Several months passed and his folks told him this foolishness must stop
His mama and daddy said his hair was a disgrace
Not to mention the beard that grew long on his face
At least they decided Harold Dee must leave home
Unlike Carroll and Gerald he had no business of his own
And his reputation was hurtin' the family name
The weird boy with the beads and the sandals and the bangs
Six years passed no one knew where he went
Then the county was told a revival was a comin' in the world's biggest tent
Why it seemed the whole county was there opening night not one empty seat
When the missionary walked to the pulpit the crowd rose to their feet
Everyone stared with shock and disbelief
Whispers went through the crowd I believe that's Harold Dee
The missionary held a closed Bible in his hands and spoke with a voice soft and kind
And recited Genesis Matthews Mark Luke and John and Revelations line at a time
It lasted four hours but not one left their seat
God's power had been given and delivered by Brother Harold Dee
In the fourth row from the front sat his mother and dad
His two brother and their wives he looked at them and smiled and said
God bless you for coming tonight let us pray
God thank you for the great books that give knowledge to men
Of science fiction figures and the laws of the land
But most of all thank you for the Book of Life eternally
Your Holy Bible that you taught every word to Harold Dee amen
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© Porter Music, BMI
How high high high high is the mountain
When you're lonely it reaches the sky
But when you're in love it don't seem as tall
When you're happy in love there's no mountain at all
Loneliness makes quiet sound rumble
And small rivers seem so wide
But love makes the sound so much sweeter
Narrows the river and calms the rushing tide
[ instrumental ]
Loneliness makes quiet sound rumble...
How high high high high is the mountain hmm
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