1.

(# 19 country hit)

Laura (What He's Got That I Ain't Got)

Margie Singleton - Leon Ashley

© Al Gallico Music, BMI

Laura hold these hands and count my fingers
Laura touch these lips you once desired
Lay your head upon my chest and hear my heart beat
Gently run your fingers through my hair

Touch these ears that's listened to your wishes
Most of them fulfilled and that's a lot
Let your soft gentle hands caress my body
Then tell me what he's got that I ain't got

Tell me what he's got that I can't give you
Must be something I was born without
Took an awful chance to be with another man
So tell me what he's got that I ain't got

Laura see these walls that I built for you
Laura see this carpet that I lay
See those fancy curtains on the windows
Touch those satin pillows on your bed

Laura count the dresses in your closet
Note the name upon the checkbook in your bag
And if there's time before I pull this trigger
Then tell me what he's got that I ain't got

Tell me what he's got that I can't give you...

Then tell me what he's got that I ain't got
Laura what's he got that I ain't got

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2.

I Wasn't Man Enough

Roger Bowling - Larry Butler

© Brougham Hall Music, BMI

Words couldn't hold her
I found out I couldn’t control her
She left me for something I couldn't give
Now I live my life still loving her
But I go through life not having her
I wasn't man enough for my woman

Days spending fear cause the night was drawing in
No matter how hard I tried it wasn't there
I can't blame her for going she fell in love not knowing
I wasn't man enough for my woman

Have you ever been so afraid
Of doing something wrong that you did
I couldn’t help it
Have you ever held on to something so tight
Afraid of losing it and then lose it
I lost it

It hurts to know
I couldn't be the way she wanted me
And it's sad to say that I'm the way I am

Now I know the pain is showing
But what hurts the most is knowing
I wasn't man enough for my woman

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3.

Mother Country Music

Joe Nixon

© ATV Songs, BMI

When my mind is all a clutter from living day to day
Your music's like a river I can gently float away
When I'm deep in disappointment and cannot face the night
Your music lifts me up and takes me closer to the light

Mother country music let your sad songs roll
You nurtured me in childhood you're a haven for my soul
Mother country music let your guitars roll on
There's a refuge for my trouble in your songs

You helped me through the darkest nights when I thought I was at home
And when I found a new love you gave me a love song
When my circle was broken and everything goes wrong
It helps to ease my mind when I hear it in your song

Mother country music let your sad songs roll...
Mother country music let your sad songs roll

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4.

Why Don't We Go Somewhere And Love

Kenny O'Dell - Larry Henley

© House Of Gold Music, BMI

I don't want to read the paper this morning
I don't want to hear no busy city sounds
So many things so much more important
They're the only things worth thinkin' bout

Why don't we go somewhere and love
It's been a long long time
Why don't we just go somewhere and love
Leave the whole world behind

Why don't we just lay down what we're doing
We don't need a reason or a rhyme
Don't take the time to stop and think about it
If we talk too much we just might change our minds

Why don't we go somewhere and love
It's been a long long time
Why don't we just go somewhere and love
And stay a long long time

Why don't we go somewhere and love
It's been a long long time
Why don't we just go somewhere and love
Leave the whole world behind

Why don't we go somewhere and love...

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5.

Green Green Grass Of Home

Curly Putman

© Tree Pub, BMI

The old hometown looks the same
As I step down from the train
And there to meet me is my mama and papa
And down the road I look and there runs Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green green grass of home

Yes they'll all come to meet me
Arms a reaching smiling sweetly
It's so good to touch the green green grass of home

The old house is still standing
Though the paint is cracked and dry
And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on
Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green green grass of home

Yes they'll all come to meet me...

Then I awake and look around me
At the grey walls that surround me
And I realize that I was only dreaming
For there's a guard and there's that sad old padre
Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak
Again I'll touch the green green grass of home

Yes they'll all come to see me
In the shade of that old oak tree
As they lay me neath the green green grass of home

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6.

Till I Get It Right

Red Lane - Larry Henley

© Tree Pub, BMI

I'll just keep on fallin' in love till I get it right
Right now I'm like a wounded bird hungry for the sky
But if I try my wings and try long enough
I'm bound to learn to fly
So I'll just keep on fallin' in love till I get it right

My door to love has opened up more times than in
And I'm either fool or wise enough to open it again
Cause I'll never know what's beyond the mountain
Till I reach the either side
So I'll just keep on fallin' in love till I get it right

If practice makes perfect
Then I'm almost as perfect as I'll ever be in my life
So I'll just keep on fallin' in love till I get it right
Till I get it right

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7.

(# 1 country hit)
(# 5 pop hit)

Lucille

Roger Bowling - Hal Bynum

© Brougham Hall Music, BMI

In a bar in Toledo cross from the depot
On a barstool she took off her ring
I thought I'd get closer so I walked on over
I sat down and asked her her name
When the drinks fin'lly hit her she said I'm no quitter
But I finally quit living on dreams
I'm hungry for laughter and here ever after
I'm after whatever the other life brings

In the mirror I saw him I closely watched him
I thought how he looked out of place
He came to the woman who sat there beside me
He had a strange look on his face
The big hands were calloused he looked like a mountain
For a minute I thought I was dead
But he started shaking his big heart was breaking
He turned to the woman and said

You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille
With four hungry children and a crop in the field
I've had some bad times lived through some sad times
But this time your hurtin' won't heal
You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille

After he left us I ordered more whiskey
I thought how she made him look small
From the lights of the barroom to a rented hotel room
We walked without talking at all
She was a beauty but when she came to me
She must have thought I'd lost my mind
I couldn't hold her cause the words that he told her
Kept coming back time after time

You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille...
You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille...

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8.

The Son Of Hickory Holler's Tramp

Dallas Frazier

© Blue Crest Music, BMI

The corn was dry the weeds were high when daddy took the drinkin'
Then 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 things 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
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 Hickory Holler's tramp

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 standin' 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 says the greatest mom on earth

Oh the path was deep and wide from footsteps leading to our cabin...
Oh the path was deep and wide from footsteps leading to our cabin...
Oh the path was deep and wide from footsteps leading to our cabin...

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9.

Lay Down Beside Me

Don Williams

© Jack Music, BMI

I've spent my life looking for you
Finding my way wasn't easy to do
But I knew there was you all the while
And it's been worth every mile

Lay down beside me and love me and hide me
Kiss all the hurtin' of this world away
Hold me so close that I feel your heartbeat
And don't ever wander away

Mornings and evenings all were the same
There was no music till I heard your name
But I knew when I saw your smile
Bow I can rest for a while

Lay down beside me and love me and hide me...
Lay down beside me and love me and hide me...
Lay down beside me and love me and hide me...
Lay down beside me and love me and hide me...

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10.

Puttin' It Overtime At Home

Ben Peters

© Ben Peters Music, BMI

If they call for me and wonder where I am
Just tell them I'm not feeling well today
If they don't believe you I don't give a damn
Cause I just might pick up the phone and say

Cause I'm just puttin' in a little bit of overtime at home
Puttin' in a little bit of overtime at home
If there's anything on earth I feel the need to do
Just stay at home from work today and play a while with you
Today just let the world leave me alone
Cause I'm puttin' in a little bit of overtime at home
[ instrumental ]
Everyday they get ten hours of my time
And I bring home to you what's left of me
With an aching body and a worried mind
But today that ain't the way it's gonna be

Cause I'm just puttin' in a little bit of overtime at home...
I'll be puttin' in a little bit of overtime at home

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11.

While I Play The Fiddle

Ray Willis - Ronnie Sessions

© Tree Pub, BMI

The scene is a barroom a second rate dive
The address is Third Street and Vine
And I make the music to bring out the flavor
Of cigarettes laughter and wine

My sweetheart she's dancing with some total stranger
I'm singing this song from my heart
While I make the music for honky-tonk people
I'm watching my world fall apart

Hi-diddle-diddle listen my fiddle
Is playing the music she loves so to hear
Forgotten I know is the man with the bow
While I play the fiddle I'm watching my world disappear

My love for that woman is almost as strong
As her love for the music I play
But she could not live in the gardens and flowers
So here where she's happy we'll stay

The scene is a barroom a second rate dive
On stage is a honky-tonk sound
I'm the one in the middle playing honky-tonk fiddle
And watching my world tumble down

Hi-diddle-diddle listen my fiddle...
Hi-diddle-diddle listen my fiddle...

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