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(# 21 top country album)

Grady Martin - guitar/dobro
Harold Bradley - guitar/banjo
Ray Edenton - guitar
Pete Drake - steel
Bob Moore - bass
Buddy Harman - drums
Buddy Spicher, Tommy Jackson - fiddle
Hargus Pig Robbins - piano
Charlie McCoy - harmonica
George Tidwell, Bob Phillips - trumpet/horns
Arrangements by Cliff Parman
Recorded:
Sep/1966, Columbia Studio, Nashville
(# 11 country hit)
© Wilderness Music, BMI
If she seems cold and bitter I beg of you
Just stop and consider all she's gone through
Don't be quick to condemn her for things she might say
Just remember life turned her that way
She's been stepped on and walked on so many times
And I hate to admit it but that last footprint's mine
She was cryin' when I met her she cries harder today
So don't blame her life turned her that way
[ instrumental ]
She's been stepped on and walked on so many times...
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© Sawgrass Music, BMI
Now if I could only start over
And have a new life to begin
I wouldn't live like a rover
And drift like a leaf in the wind
Cause I'm dreamin' tonight of old sweethearts
And believe me I've had quite a few
But I never dream of old sweethearts
The way that I dream about you
[ instrumental ]
Yes I let you slip through my fingers
While foolishly searching around
But if I could only start over
I know you could settle me down
Cause I'm dreaming tonight of old sweethearts...
But I never dreamed of old sweethearts
The way that I dream about you
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© Cedarwood Pub, BMI
World what have I done
To make you frown on me to cast me endlessly
Into your variety what have I done what have I done
World what have I done
To numb my brain with wine to lose all track of time
To know no peace of mind what have I done what have I done
I can't get my head above the water
I can't get my head above the water
World what have I done
To no one be of worth to never have no mirth
To live this hell on earth what have I've done what have I've done
World what have I done
To walk these lonely streets wherever returns defeat
Too hungry to eat what have I done what have I done
I can't get my head above the water
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© Pamper Music, BMI
I'm like a cloud driftin' from town to town
And each new love just helps me on my way
No one woman's ever gonna tie me down
When one gets too close I just back up and say
Well I gotta be walkin' on new grass singin' a new song
Tomorrow there's no telling where I'll be
But I'll be walkin' on new grass singin' a new song
The next town up the road keeps a calling me
I'm warning you don't fall in love with me
I don't plan on a being here too long
You're just a leaf caught in a playful breeze
I'll carry you a while then be movin' on
Cause I gotta be walkin' on new grass singin' a new song...
[ instrumental ]
I won't take roots I never stay that long
And a bad seed just won't grow anyway
This rolling stone don't want to gather no moss
So when the grass starts to grow then I'll be on my way
Cause I gotta be walkin' on new grass singin' a new song...
The next town up the road keeps callin' me
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© Cedarwood Pub, BMI
You've painted up your lips and rolled and curled your tinted hair
Ruby are you contemplating going out somewhere
The shadows on the wall tells me the sun is going down
Aw Ruby don't take your love to town
It wasn't me that started that old crazy Asian war
But I was proud to go and do my patriotic chores
And yes it's true I'm not the man that I used to be
Oh but Ruby I still need some company
It's hard to love a man whose legs are bent and paralized
And the wants and the needs of a woman your age Ruby I realize
But it won't be long I've heard them say until I'm not around
Oh Ruby don't take your love to town
She's leaving now cause I just heard the slamming of the door
The way I know I've heard it slam one hundred times before
And if I could move I'd get my gun and put her in the ground
Oh Ruby don't take your love to town
Ruby for God sake's turn around
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© Su-Ma Pub, BMI
I slipped out of the house about sundown
While mama was a washing her hair
And you can bet your bottom dollar she'll come looking for me
When she finds that I'm not there
And if she catches her sweet thang a runnin' around
I know there'll be the devil to pay
She'll come blowing like a cyclone through that door
And I can hear exactly what she'll say
Well has anybody here seen sweet thang
I got a notion he'll be headed this way
Cause when my sweet thang's out tomcattin' around
He finds a sandbox like this to play
I wanna tell all you barroom hosses if my sweet thang does happen by
You'd better take my advice and if you'll blink more than twice
You'd better have something in your eye
[ instrumental ]
I give my baby all my money on payday
Except a little that she don't know that I got
Cause there's a cute little waitress at that corner cafe
And she likes ol' sugar boy quite a lot
Well we were sittin' in this back booth a havin' a talk
And she was believin' every word that I said
When the door blew open and mama walked in
Yelling loud enough to wake the dead
Well has anybody here seen sweet thang...
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© Fred Rose Music, BMI
Ev'rybody says you let me down
I should be ashamed to take you round
Makes no difference what you used to do
Darling I could never be ashamed of you
Maybe you were reckless yesterday
But together we can find a brighter way
In my heart I know that you'll come through
Darling I could never be ashamed of you
[ instrumental ]
All the happiness I've ever known
Came the day you said you'd be my own
And it matters not what we go through
Darling I could never be ashamed of you
Maybe you've been cheated in the past
And perhaps those memories will always last
Even though you prove to be untrue
Darling I could never be ashamed of you
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© Cedarwood Pub, BMI
Well how can you have the unmitigated gall
To come back now expecting me to fall
Right down on my knees and kiss your feet yeah feet
Feet that one day went a walkin' out on me with a fast talkin'
Slob you hardly knew his name your mind is de-arranged
And where did you get the backbone and grit
To come back now expectin' me to fit
Right back into plans that we once made
Plans that now are gone forever
To return never never I don't want you anymore
So get away from my door
And let me live live live and let me live live live
Don't come messing up my life again
How can you have the courage and the nerve
To come back now expectin' me to love
You after the way that you've done me
Guess you think that I'm a fool
But you're the one that blew their cool
I don't need you anymore so get away from my door
And let me live live live and let me live live live
Live live live live live live
Live live live and let me live live live
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© Cedarwood Pub, BMI
So many times I've told myself we're through it's done that's all
And I think that I've convinced my pride that it must naver fall
But even though you can't be true I know that I can't win
Cause it don't take long till pride is gone and I'm in your arms again
For just a few lonely hours and a few sleepless nights
Too many teardrops and a heart that won't beat right
Too many mem'ries and a fight that I can't win
And I'm right back in your arms again
[ instrumental ]
Too many nights I've laid awake and prayed for day to come
With my mind made up to just give up leave and not return
But a smile or two I get from you and that old feeling begins
And then it don't take long to turn me on and I'm in your arms again
For just a few lonely hours and a few sleepless nights...
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© Cedarwood Pub, BMI
Oh boy that's where my money goes
I've got a gal in Monroeville she won't dance but her sister will
Oh boy that's where my money goes
And I've got a gal down in Florida way she won't swing but she sure will sway
Oh boy that's where my money goes
Work my fingers to the bone so I can take more dollars home
Workin' over time at the mill tryin' to pay for my baby's bills
My gal wears fancy clothes red tall shoes and rolldown hose
Oh boy that's where my money goes
[ instrumental ]
(Oh boy that's where my money goes)
[ instrumental ]
(Oh boy that's where my money goes)
My gal drives a limousine and you know who buys the gasoline
Oh boy that's where my money goes
My gal lives like a movie star pink champagne and caviar
Oh boy that's where my money goes
Work my fingers to the bone...
Oh boy that's where my money goes
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© Sawgrass Music, BMI
The old gang's gone I'm the only one that's left
And I guess that it's about time I moved on out myself
Cause there ain't no use in hanging round a town that's grown so cold
With its used to be's and its memories it makes a man feel old
My friends have wed and some are dead and some are far away
From the one horse town that we ran around and the dreams of yesterday
The old gang's gone I'm the only one that's left
And I guess that it's about time I moved on out myself
Johnny Green's in Jacksonville he's a doctor now you know
Shaky Sam's in Vietnam he volunteered to go
Cindy lives in Tennessee and Mary's moved to Maine
And I don't guess that I'll ever see the likes of them again
The old gang's gone I'm the only one that's left
And I guess that it's about time I moved on out myself
The old gang's gone I'm the only one that's left
And I guess that it's about time I moved on out myself
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© Moss-Rose Pub, BMI
How I'd love to be around you when the lonely night surrounds you
How I'd love to be alone with you
What I'd give to have the power to read your mind one hour
How I'd love to be alone with you
Just to be with you one night you and me alone
Kiss your lips and hold you tight and have you for my own
This would be a joy unending could be a real beginning
How I'd love to be alone with you
[ instrumental ]
How I'd love to be around you when the lonely night surrounds you
How I'd love to be alone with you
If I only knew for certain I'd cut out all my flirtin'
How I'd love to be alone with you
Just to be with you one night you and me alone
Kiss your lips and hold you tight and have you for my own
Won't you try to be my baby just for once and then well maybe
I could always be alone with you I could always be alone with you
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