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(# 14 top country album)

Recorded:
July/1973, Columbia Studio, Nashville
(# 2 country hit)
(# 95 pop hit)
© Champion Music, BMI
I often think of younger days
A boy a girl and backyard days
I'd get hurt you'd get your way
And they called it kid stuff
And though it mattered little then
The childish games you'd always win
Now the stakes are higher and
It's no longer kid stuff
Kid stuff when I was little
Was sittin' in the middle of a cotton candy world
But now my heart is saying
This is no game we're playing
For I can see I'm losing you
To another world
I remember very well
Plans we made by wishing well
And secret stuff we couldn't tell
Ain't that just like kid stuff
And I always thought you'd be mine
At least until the end of time
I wore your ring that cost a dime
Happiness is kid stuff
Kid stuff when I was little...
I'm losin' you to another world
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© Champion Music, BMI
When the darkness comes over pretty flowers
Gently close their eyes and go to sleep
But for me the night brings only lonely hours
When my mind in mem'ries start to speak
Painting pretty pictures all that I love so well
Thinking about the things that used to be
Painting pretty pictures all that I not forsake
Showing all the love when you were here with me
I can see your face clearly in my mem'ries
See your eyes of blue and your sweet lips
I think of the times let me spend together
And I can almost feel your fingertips
Painting pretty pictures all that I love so well...
Showing all the love mhm mhm mhm
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© Tree Pub, BMI
Say the words I wanna hear
Say them softly in my ear
Speak the words and color them with love
Say that now don't make me guess
Give me all your happiness
Speak the words and color them with love
Now I've heard all the words that tell of hurtin' before
And to the words of sadness I won't listen anymore
So say the words I wanna hear
Say them softly in my ear
Speak the words and color them with love
Say that now don't make me guess
Give me all your happiness
Speak the words and color them with love
Now I've heard all the words that tell of hurtin' before...
Color them with love color them with love
Oh color them with love
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© Duchess Music, BMI
© Champion Music, BMI
Satin sheets to lie on satin pillows to cry on
Still I'm not happy don't you see
Big long Cadillac tailor mades upon my back
Still I want you to set me free
I found another man who can give more than you can
Though you've given me everything money can buy
But your money can't hold me tight
He does on the long long nights
You know you didn't keep me satisfied
Satin sheets to lie on satin pillows to cry on...
Satin sheets to lie on satin pillows to cry on...
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© Mayday Music, BMI
And I love you so
People ask me how
How I've lived till now
I tell them I don't know
I guess they understand
How lonely life has been
But life began again
The day you took my hand
And yes I know how lonely life can be
The shadows follow me
And the night won't set me free
But I don't let the evenings get me down
Now that you're around me
And you love me too
Your thoughts are just for me
You set my spirit free
I'm happy that you do
The book of life is brief
And once the pages read
All but life is dead
That is my belief
And yes I know how lonely life can be...
And I love you so
And I love you so
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(# 6 country hit)
© Duchess Music, BMI
Mama's smile daddy's knee
Bedtime stories that they'd read
No long and lonely sleepless nights
No wondering who was wrong or right
When I was baby doll
Merry-go-rounds and puppet shows
Cigar rings and frilly ribbon bows
No talk of you all over town
Or my heart in pieces on the ground
When I was baby doll
Baby doll back when I was baby doll
Full of smiles and make believe
I wish now I was still a baby doll
And you weren't all I've ever loved or need
High heel shoes and dress up things
No grown-up blues no waiting games
My teddy loved me all the time
And never once changed his mind
When I was baby doll
Baby doll back when I was baby doll...
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© House Of Gold Music, BMI
My baby makes me proud Lord don't he makes me proud
He never makes a scene by hanging all over me in a crowd
Some people like to talk Lord don't they love to talk
But when they turn out the lights I know he'll be leaving with me
And when we get behind closed doors
Then I let my hair hang down
And I make him glad that he's my man
Oh no one knows what goes on behind closed doors
My baby makes me smile Lord don't he make me smile
He's never far away or too tired to say I want you
And I'm always a lady just like he wants me to be
But when they turn out the lights it's just my baby and me
And when we get behind closed doors
And I let my hair hang down
And I make him glad that he's my man
Oh no one knows what goes on behind closed doors
Behind closed doors
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© Duchess Music, BMI
© Duchess Music, BMI
I'm not gonna call you anymore
I'm not gonna see you anymore
I'm not gonna spend one more night crying like before
You hear me boy I'm through
I'm through with you
No one else will leave me lonely like you did
Make me stay at home and cry like a kid
No one else will break my heart and throw me the way like you did
You hear me boy I'm through
I'm through with you
If this is how love makes you feel I won't know all of it
I think I'm a fool to let you treat me like you do so I'll leave it
Well I'm not gonna take this anymore
I'm not gonna be hurt anymore
This will be the end of my love for you when I'll close the door
You hear me boy I'm through
I'm through with you
You hear me boy I'm through
I'm through with you
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© Hallnote Music, BMI
I'm beginnin' to believe I get my kicks from being hurt
Instead of makin' love feel better you just make it worse
You tell me go then call me back and then you set me free
You always come back to hurting me
Wanting you I know I'm throwing good love after bad
But I'll admit the worse of you is still the best I've had
I'm this way you're that way and maybe meant to be
You always come back to hurting me
You always come back to hurting me
As sweet and stingin' as a honey bee
I'm never really sorry when you leave
You always come back to hurting me
No I'm never really sorry when you leave
You always come back to hurting me
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