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(# 4 top country album)
(# 108 top pop album)

Roy Nichols - guitar/harmonica
James Burton - guitar/dobro
Glen Campbell, Lewis Talley, Red Lane, Bobby Wayne, Tommy Collins - guitar
Norman Hamlett - steel/dobro
Leon Copeland, Jerry Ward, Chuck Berghofer, Dennis Hromek, Willard Price - bass
Eddie Burris, Tommy Ash, Biff Adam - drums
Johnny Gimble - fiddle
George French, Glen Hardin, Hargus Pig Robbins - piano
Arrangements by Larry Muhoberack
Recorded:
1969-1971, Capitol Studio, Hollywood
(# 2 country hit)
(# 119 pop hit)
© Blue Book Music, BMI
Someday when our dream world finds us and these hard times are gone
We'll laugh and count our blessings in a mansion all our own
If we both pull together tomorrow's sure to come
Someday we'll look back and say it was fun
We live on love and pennies and the day dream out of sight
And I'm amazed the way you smile when things don't turn out right
We climb each hill together each step one by one
And someday we'll look back and say it was fun
Someday when our dream world finds us and these hard times are gone...
And someday we'll look back and say it was fun
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© Tree Pub, BMI
I sit alone at my table
And watch all the others have fun
And I'm tired of sittin' on the sidetrack
Watchin' the mainline run
I'm tired of havin' no future
Livin' on things that I've done
And I'm tired of sittin' on the sidetrack
Watchin' the mainline run
Train train don't leave me
Oh train train of life
I got no one to call me their darling
To hug me and call me their hon
And I'm tired of sittin' on the sidetrack
Watchin' the mainline run
I'm tired of havin' no future...
[ instrumental ]
Train train don't leave me
Oh train train of life
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© Blue Book Music, BMI
One sweet hello and one sad goodbye
Two empty arms and these lonely nights to cry
Together is was heaven but how quickly time did fly
With one sweet hello and one sad goodbye
These precious mem'ries linger on
Haunting my mind since you're gone
These little things between us that really have no ties
Are all we have together and all we realize
One sweet hello and one sad goodbye...
Together is was heaven but how quickly time did fly
With one sweet hello and one sad goodbye
**********
© Tree Pub, BMI
The southeast Georgia red clay dust is groundin' to my blue jeans
A heavy hundred pound cotton sack a draggin' long behind
Wanting to leave this place so bad I forget how I got here
Workin' my way back home one row at a time
It's a long old cotton row between here and Waco
Then three days of bummin' through that California line
Then two more days of pickin' to that house just south of Fresno
Workin' my way back home one row at a time
Mississippi delta mud is caked in layers on my brogans
Sunshine on snow white cotton nearly makes me blind
I can almost see 'em now a homefolk runnin' out to meet me
Workin' my way back home one row at a time
It's along old cotton row between here and Waco...
Workin' my way back home one row at a time
**********
© Blue Book Music, BMI
I came back to find my Annie'd moved away
To some town in California close in something somewhere close to east LA
Don't think finding her was easy cause something sure had changed my Tulsa girl
But I came here to show my love and try to understand her crazy world
I was thrilled because she treated me with joy
And was glad she still remembered
Well enough to to know some ole she called her boy
And I've heard about those sugar cubes before I ever came to find her there
I was glad to be accepted even though I'm known as big time Annie's square
I'm just big time Annie's leaning post
Someone she can turn to now and then
Annie says I'm feeble but Annie's friends don't question
The square John known as big time Annie's friend
[ instrumental ]
Well sometimes I feel happy through and through
And I always find excuses for anything my Annie wants to do
We don't agree on nothin' but I'll be danged if we don't make the pair
My friends call her hippie and her friends call me big time Annie's square
I'm just big time Annie's leaning post...
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© Blue Book Music, BMI
I feel like a stranger in this home I built for you
And I can't understand this awful change you're going through
But lately I've been watching you grow colder every day
And I'd rather be gone than in your way
I'd rather be gone than in your way
I'd rather see someone else here in my place
And if I decide on leaving my world will end today
But I'd rather be gone than in your way
[ instrumental ]
I'd rather be gone than in your way...
I'd rather be gone
**********
© Blue Crest Music, BMI
My driftin' mem'ry goes back to the spring of '43
When I was just a child in mama's arms
My daddy plowed the ground and prayed that some day he could leave
This run down mortaged Oklahoma farm
Yeah then one night I heard my daddy sayin' to my mama
That he finally saved enough to go
California was his dream a paradise for he had seen
Pictures in magazines that told him so
California cottonfields
Where labor camps were filled with worried men with broken dreams
California cottonfields as close to wealth as daddy ever came
[ instrumental ]
Almost everything we had was sold or left behind
From my daddy's plows and the fruit that mama canned
Some folks came to say farewell and see what all we had to sell
Some just came to shake my daddy's hand
Yeah the Model A was loaded down and California bound
And a change of luck was just four days away
But the only change that I remember seeing for my daddy
Was when his dark hair had turned to silver gray
California cottonfields...
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(# 1 country hit)
(# 58 pop hit)
© Shade Tree Music, BMI
Carolyn let me tell you what I've heard bout a man today
He didn't come home from work and he went away
Till he came to a city bright in the night time like day
There they say he met up with some women dressed in yellow and scarlet
Their warm lips like a honeycomb dripped with honey
And somethin' about the smell of strange perfume
Made him feel warm and not alone
Yes Carolyn a man will do that sometimes on his own
And sometimes when he's lonely
And I believe that man might do that sometimes out of spite
But Carolyn a man will do that always when he's treated bad at home
[ instrumental ]
Yes Carolyn a man will do that sometimes on his own...
**********
© Blue Book Music, BMI
Tulare dust in a farm boy's nose
Wondering where the freight train goes
Standin' in the field by the railroad track
Cursin' this strap on my cotton sack
I can see mom and dad with shoulders low
Both of 'em pickin' on a double row
They do it for a livin' because they must
That's life like it is in the Tulare dust
The California sun was something new
That winter we arrived in '42
And I can still remember how my daddy cussed
The tumbleweeds here in the Tulare dust
[ instrumental ]
The valley fever was a common fate
To the farmworkers here in the Golden State
And I miss Oklahoma but I'll stay if I must
And help make a livin' in the Tulare dust
The Tulare dust in a farm boy's nose...
**********
© Blue Book Music, BMI
That old white haired judge in Dallas didn't pay my story no mind
They're takin' me down to Huntsville I'm bringin' in a load of time
They caught me on a caper that I planned for days and proved everything I done
I'm on my way to Huntsville but I'm looking for a chance to run
My hands don't fit no choppin' pole and cotton never was my bag
The man better keep both eyes on me or they're gonna lose old Hag
Yeah it ain't so far to Mexico that I can't find my way
They're takin' me down to Huntsville but I'm not gonna stay
[ instrumental ]
They got me chain and leg irons I guess they got a good excuse
They know I'm gonna run the first chance I get cause they never gonna cut me loose
And I really don't care if they shoot me down I'll never be free again
I've got two long life terms to do both runnin' and don't end
Yeah it ain't so far to Mexico there I can't find my way...
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© Blue Book Music, BMI
I received my big promotion down at the lumber yard
And my income tax return will soon be due
I just made my last big payment on my '68 Corvair
The only trouble with me is you
I came up with a winning ticket on an ocean liner cruise
And the trip and everything was planned for two
And I arranged for our vacation and the time I thought we'd leave
Now the only trouble at all is you
Yeah the only trouble with me is you and it's driving me out of my mind
Hey I've done everything a man can do and you refuse me every time
I gave up my bachelor quarters where the secret bed comes down
And the vices that I'm guilty of are few
And everyone who knows me says I'm fun to be around
Oh the only trouble with me is you
[ instrumental ]
Yeah the only trouble with me is you and it's driving me out of my mind...
Yeah the only trouble with me is you
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