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(# 1 top country album)

Roy Nichols, Glen Campbell, Lewis Talley, Billy Mize - guitar
Norman Hamlet - steel
Jerry Ward - bass
Eddie Burris - drums
George French - piano
Bonnie Owens - vocals
Recorded:
1967, Capitol Records Studio, Hollywood
(# 1 country hit)
© Blue Book Music, BMI
The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom
And I stood up to say goodbye like all the rest
And I heard him tell the warden just before he reached my cell
Let my guitar playing friend do my request
Let him sing me back home with a song I used to hear
Make my old mem'ries come alive
Take me away and turn back the years
Sing me back home before I die
I recall last Sunday morning a choir from off the street
Came in to sing a few old gospel songs
And I heard him tell the singers there's a song my mama sang
Could I hear it once before you move along
Won't you sing me back home with a song I used to hear..
Sing me back home before I die
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© Blue Book Music, BMI
If some time we're thrown together by our friends
And we're forced to see each other once again
I may lose control in spite of how I try
Please look over me while I cry
If I'm fool enough to keep on loving you
After all the grief and heartache I've been through
Be kind enough to help me save my pride
Please look over me while I cry
Pretend you're not aware of how you torture me
And with your help maybe no one else will notice me
Be kind enough to help me save my pride
Please look over me while I cry
Pretend you're not aware of how you torture me...
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© Blue Crest Music, BMI
Oh the path was deep and wide from footsteps leading to our cabin
Above the door there burned a scarlet lamp
And late at night a hand would knock and there would stand a stranger
Yes I'm the son of Hick'ry Holler's tramp
The corn was dry and the weeds were high when daddy took the drinkin'
Him and Lucy Walker they took up and ran away
Mama cried a tear and then she promised fourteen children
I swear you'll never see a hungry day
When mama sacrificed her pride the neighbors started talkin'
But I was much too young to understand the things they said
The thing that mattered most of all was mama's chicken dumplings
And the goodnight kiss before we went to bed
Oh the path was deep and wide from footsteps leading to our cabin...
When daddy left then destitution came upon our family
Not one neighbor volunteered to give a helping hand
So let them gossip all they want she loved us and she raised us
The proof is standing here the full grown man
Last summer mama passed away and left the ones who loved her
Each and every one is more than grateful for their birth
Each Sunday she receives the fresh bouquet of fourteen roses
And the card that reads the greatest mom on earth
Oh the path was deep and wide from footsteps leading to our cabin...
Yeah I'm the son of Hickory Holler's tramp
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© Blue Book Music, BMI
Warm red wine you know that place where you take me some times
Where my cares have wings and fly right off my shoulder
Where I leave my cares behind
And for a while have peace of mind
Help me friend of mine wine take me away
Wine take me away where I can lose myself
Take me where I won't even see the light of day
It's my life and I wanna live it
It's my will and I wanna give it
Help me friend of mine wine take me away
When my life becomes a grind and when I'm weary and tired
Then I'll tell myself I need a short vacation
I gotta leave this lonely town
And you're the quickest way I found
Help me friend of mine wine take me away
Wine take me away where I can lose myself...
Help me friend of mine wine take me away
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© Jat Music, BMI
If you see my baby while making your rounds
In some crowded nightspot or cafe in town
Tell her I miss her and I'm still around
If you see my baby in this lonesome ol' town
Tell her to call me when she's all alone
Cause I'm always waitin' by my telephone
I'd still worship the ground where she walks around
If you see my baby in this lonesome ol' town
Tell her to call me when she's all alone...
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© Blue Book Music, BMI
Where does the good times go
Where does the river flow
Where does the north wind blow
Where does the good times go
Lips that used to burn with love
Now are cold beneath my touch
Still I love you oh so much
Where does the good times go
Where does the good times go...
Arms that used to hold me tight
Eyes that shone with love so bright
Now have changed like day to night
Where does the good times go
Where does the good times go...
Where does the good times go
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© Blue Book Music, BMI
A loser doesn't always know he's losin'
Till he's lost the game and it's too late to win
I hope I'll call in time and you'll forgive me
Cause I want so much to come back home again
And I'll leave the bottle on the bar
If you'll take me back to start anew
I'll leave the bottle on the bar
I'll sober up and come back home to you
I stood by and let the bottle come between us
And I let it through me time and time again
Before I thought the wine was all I needed
But now I see just what a fool I've been
And I'll leave the bottle on the bar...
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© Central Songs, BMI
The girl I love so much just walked in the door
My past is present but she's not mine anymore
Did she stop by to hurt me or does she even know I'm here
My past is present could it be that she still cares
For without her there's no future she's close yet far away
I keep hoping that my tomorrows will catch up with yesterday
For time has stopped my world has stopped since she went away
My past is present I just hope she's back to stay
For time has stopped my world has stopped since she went away
My past is present I just hope she's back to stay
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© Blue Book Music, BMI
It may be down south in Alabama
Or maybe just a little old one-horse town
It could be on the back streets of Chicago
But if it's home it's still the greatest place around
Home's where a kid grows up
And spends his younger days
Home is where I long to be
No matter how far away
There may be an old sweetheart still there waitin'
Can't tell I might even find a few old friends
I know my mom and dad would like to see me
And know I want so much to go back home again
Home's where a kid grows...
It may be down the south in Alabama...
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© Hill And Range Songs, BMI
I'd walk for miles cry or smile for my mama and daddy
I want them I want them to know
How I feel my love is real for my mama and daddy
I want them to know I love them so
In my heart the joy tears start cause I'm happy
And I pray every day for mom and pappy and each night
I'd walk for miles cry or smile for my mama and daddy
I want them to know I love them so
I'd fight in wars do all my chores for my mama and daddy
I want them to live on till they're called
I'd work and slave and never rave to my mama and daddy
Because I know I owe them my all
In my heart the joy tears start cause I'm happy...
I love them so
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© Blue Book Music, BMI
Now I won't think about tomorrow
When the happy times are gone away
Good times can't last forever
But the good times are here today
And I won't talk about leavin'
If you won't beg me to stay
I wanna live just for the moment
And everything is going my way
And I won't think about tomorrow...
I'm not gonna save any money
I'm gonna spend every dime I can
And I'll buy you everything that money can buy
While the good times are here at hand
And I won't think about tomorrow...
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© Blue Book Music, BMI
Well I'm gonna get me a seein' eye dog to help me find my way
I'm so much in love with you I can't even see the light of day
My mind is cloudy like a winter storm before the rain come pouring down
I feel so good and I gotta get my feet on the ground
On the ground
Well I'm walkin' real tall with my head held high in a cloud
I feel so good sometime I wanna holler out loud
Well I'm gonna take me a comin' down pill every time you come around
I feel so good and I gotta get my feet on the ground
On the ground
Well I'm walkin' real tall with my head held high in a cloud...
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