You take a walk, I'd rather be lonely than ashamed. Of all the girls who think they know your name. Us dirty uptown girls are all the same. No one but me knows you can't be replaced.
I could see you every time I close my eyes. And I feel you in my heart. And I hear you in my mind. Saying I'm right here. When things get rough. And when I fall down.
Have you ever seen fifteen people in the back of a half-ton?. Let me tell you girl, it happens.. A little more than often.. Have you ever seen a cooler full of beer disappear in a second?.
So it's rainin' again and the wind's up in a roar. I've been swept through the streets to be washed up at your door. But you're with him I know so I'll crawl back later on.
By the time I get to Phoenix she'll be rising. She'll find the note I left hanging on her door. She'll laugh when she reads the part that says I'm leaving.
Born to lose I've lived my life in vain. Every dream has only brought me pain. All my life I've always been so blue. Born to lose and now I'm losing you.
I'm sending you a big bouquet of roses. One for every time you broke my heart. And as the door of love between us closes. Tears will fall like petals when we part.
It's been a blue, blue day, I feel like running away. I feel like running away from it all. My love has been untrue, she's found her, somebody new. It's been a blue, blue day for me.
In the twilight glow I see. Blue eyes crying in the rain. When we kissed goodbye and parted. I knew we'd never meet again. . Love is like a dying ember.
Blessed assurance Jesus is mine oh what a foretaste of glory divine. Air of salvation purchase of God born of his spirit washed in his blood. . This is my story this is my song praising my Saviour all the day long.
How many roads must a man walk down before you call him a man. Yes and how many seas must a white dove sail before she sleeps in the sand. How many times must a cannonballs fly before they're forever banned.
I didn't know till I met you how foolish I could be. The biggest fool in Tennessee is part compared with me. . I let myself fall in love with you and now it's plain to see.
There's a black cloud hanging over my head. Down to my last buck. With that old black cloud hanging over my head. There ain't no such thing as good luck.
You say you're tired of struggling along bear with me a little longer. It seems the things I do turn out wrong bear with me a little longer. It hasn't been easy I know at least up to now.
Somewhere the sun is shining somewhere the songbirds dwell. Hush then your sad repining God lives and all is well. Somewhere, somewhere beautiful isle of somewhere.
Drifting with the girl down the moonlit stream. While above the heavens in their glory gleam. And the stars on high twinkle oin the sky. . Scheming in a paradise of love divine.
In 1814, we took a little trip. Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip'.. We took a little bacon and we took a little beans. And we caught the bloody British in a town in New Orleans..
In Scarlet Town where I was born there was a fair maid dwelling. And every youth cried Well Away her name was Barbara Allen. . Twas in the merry month of May when all green buds were swelling.
Have you ever heard the story. Of the fight of Little Big Horn. Right from the lips. Of someone that saw?. . Well, I was there on that. Cold and fateful morning.
BALLY-HOO DAYS. Writers Larry Henley, Steve Pippin, Rafe VanHoy, Johnny Slate, Larry Keith. . Sitting at the stage door of the Palace. Looking down the alley two ways.