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(# 17 top country album)

Arrangements by Cliff Parman
Recorded:
Oct/1967, RCA Victor Studio, Nashville
© Cedarwood Pub, BMI
Just one more dance just one more chance so I can talk to you
Don't live too fast forget the past and I will try to prove
I would do anything you want me to
Don't run around don't turn me down let me talk to you
Don't go too far with that crowd at the bar
That's not the way to win please fall in love again
Give me your heart so I can start to build our life anew
I know you've paid so if you're afraid let me talk to you
[ instrumental ]
Don't go too far with that crowd at the bar...
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© Newkeys Music, BMI
The first strange town I was ever in
The county was hanging a man
Nobody cared if he lived or died
And I just didn't understand
So I washed my face in the morning dew
Bathed my soul in the sun
Washed my face in the morning dew
And kept on moving along
The second strange town I was ever in
They were laughing at a poor crippled man
Begging for nickels and dimes on the street
And I just didn't understand
So I washed my face in the morning dew...
The third strange town I was ever in
Seemed settled peaceful and nice
The rich got richer and the poor got poorer
And to me that didn't seem right
So I washed my face in the morning dew...
Someday times are bound to change
It can't be very far
And each injustice I have seen
Will come before the bar
Then I'll wash my face in the morning dew
Bathe my soul in the sun
Wash my face in the morning dew
And my journey will be done
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© Blue Book Music, BMI
I'd like to hold my head up and be proud of who I am
But they won't let my secret go untold
I paid the debt I owed 'em but they're still not satisfied
Now I'm a branded man out in the cold
When they let me out of prison I held my head up high
Determined I would rise above the shame
But no matter where I'm livin' a black mark follows me
Now I'm branded with a number on my name
I'd like to hold my head up and be proud of who I am...
[ instrumental ]
If I live to be a hundred I guess I'll never clear my name
Cause everybody knows I've been in jail
No matter where I'm livin' I've got to tell 'em where I been
Or they'll send me back to prison if I fail
I'd like to hold my head up and be proud of who I am...
Now I'm a branded man out in the cold
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© Sawgrass Music, BMI
I've been a saint I've been a sinner
I've been a loser I've been a winner
You name it and I claim it
That's me
I've been up I've been down
I've been stranded many a town
Oh you name it honey I'm gonna claim it
That's me
Now if there's a situation I ain't been in
I wish you'd tell me where I failed
I've been everywhere and I've done everything
Includin' peepin' to a bar or a jail
I've had friends I've had foes
A little happiness and a whole lotta woes
Oh you name it and I'm gonna claim it
That's me
[ instrumental ]
Now if there's a situation...
Oh yeah now you name it and I'm gonna claim it
But that's me yeah
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© Sawgrass Music, BMI
You tell me pretend dear that it's only a game
Say that I never loved you or that you had my name
But no matter what happens I can't lie to my heart
I die just a little everyday we're apart
Why should I pretend dear in this land that's so free
All that matters is having your love here with me
So let the trees have their leaves dear and the sea have its blue
And my darling please let me oh please let me have you
[ instrumental ]
God made all the treasures on the land and on sea
He made all the love songs for the lovers as we
He made all the roses all the flowers with dew
You're my flower from heaven so please let me have you
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(# 26 country hit)
© Cedarwood Pub, BMI
I've tried so hard to keep our home alive
But you don't even care that I'm around
You tell me that somehow our love has died
And you'd rather be set free than be tied down
All right I'll sign the papers
Even though you know I love you so
All right I'll sign the papers
But oh how it hurts to see you go
[ instrumental ]
I've laid awake at nights when you were gone
And thought of all the things that I could do
To try and make you happy when you come home
But the more I try the more you make me blue
All right I'll sign the papers...
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© Cedarwood Pub, BMI
Well I left my home in the Everglades
Down on the Okeechobee Ocean
My shoes were filled with a wonderin' dust
And my head full of silly notions
Oh I got me a job on an ol' shrimp boat
That took me out to sea
Where the shrimp were pink and they sure did stink
To an ole bean picker like me
Well I wanna go home where the wildcats roam
And the sugar cane grows real tall
I wanna go back where the land is black
And the little gals say you all (y'all)
Down on the Okeechobee Ocean
Down on the Okeechobee Ocean
Well I worked my way past the Chesapeake Bay
To a town called Caribou Maine
Where my nose got cold and I froze my toes
Everybody said it was spring
I'm gonna pack my grip and take me a trip
As fast as I can thumb
Cause if they call that spring then the sunshine's rain
I'll be gone when the summer comes
Well I wanna go home where the wildcats roam...
Lawd I sure am homesick
I gotta get back to them Glades
And get me a hand full of them beans
Do you hear me
I gotta get outta here
Cause I can't stand it no longer
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© Moss-Rose Pub, BMI
I'm prayin' for rain in California
So the grapes can grow and they can make more wine
And I'm a sittin' in a honky in Chicago
With a broken heart and a woman on my mind
I matched the man behind the bar for the jukebox
And the music takes me back to Tennessee
When they ask who's the fool in the corner crying
I say little ole wine drinker me
[ instrumental ]
I came here a last week from down in Nashville
Cause my baby left for Florida on a train
I thought I'd get a me job and just forget her
But in Chicago a broken heart is still the same
I matched the man behind the bar for the jukebox...
Little ole wine drinker me
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© Blue Echo Music, ASCAP
I've been a lot of places and I've seen a lot of faces
I've crossed a lot of bridges and I've even burned a few
But when I look behind me the only thing that blinds me
Is the tears that I cry over you
Cause you are something special to me
Something special as can be
There'll never be another I could love so tenderly
Cause you're something special to me
[ instrumental ]
My life is like a highway with many different byways
I've turned a lot of corners haven't missed a lot of signs
I'd trade all my tomorrows if only I could borrow
Just a day or two when you were mine
Cause you are something special to me...
Something special to me
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© Yomba Enterprises, ASCAP
© Valley Pub, BMI
Missing you can't help but wish that you
Were in my arms tonight making love to me
Kissing you that's all I want to do
It never seems just right now that we are apart
I always spend my time just writing lines to you
Can't wait for you to write saying you love me too
Missing you can't help but wish that you
Were in my arms tonight making love to me
[ instrumental ]
I always spend my time just writing...
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© Tree Pub, BMI
Your kind of livin' has got me to wishin'
That I had never even heard your name
While my name you're wearin' with barroom trash you're sharin'
Draggin' it down down down just as low as you can
Your kind of livin' has got me to givin'
Consideration to leavin' this old town
Your kind of living I want to leave behind
While I've still got my right mind
[ instrumental ]
Your barroom friends can have what's left
Of the woman I once loved
Behind my back I'm a leavin' all the troubles you're givin'
Cause I'm tired tired tired of your kind of livin'
Your kind of livin' has got me to givin'...
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