My father is a drunkard my mother she is dead. And I am just an orphan child no place to lay my head. All through this world I wander they drive me from their door.
Written and arranged by Hank Snow. . Down where the trade winds play. Down where they lose the day. We found a new world. Where Paradise starts we traded hearts.
Written and Recorded by Hank Snow. . Beneath the moon tonight. I kneel close to my darling's side,. Her eyes in death forever closed,. My sweet and future bride..
Down the trail of achin' hearts where nobody's hidin' their tears. You sent me there where sadness starts down the trail of achin' hearts. . You told me I was your darling you kept me hanging around.
I'm thinking of you while here all alone. I'm wishing and longing for you and for home. I'd give this whole world if I could only say. I'm climbin' that old hill heading that way.
Don't sing Aloha when I go because I'm coming back you know. Don't sing Aloha though I cry our parting just not means goodbye. I'll dream of you in Waikiki that's where I always long to be.
A laughing baby boy one evening in his play. He disturbed the household with his noisy glee. Well I warned him to keep quiet but he soon would disobey.
A laughing baby boy one evening in his play. Disturbed the household with his noisy glee. I warned him to be quiet but he soon would disobey. For he would soon forget a word from me.
Verse 1. . When you take me by the hand. And you tell me I'm your man. Do I like it?. Yes I like it. . Verse 2 . . .. . Refrain 1. . And when we're in a crowd I sure am proud.
Written by Myrtle Jackson. Recorded by Hank Snow. . I don't care how dark and drear my way may be I won't mind the cross to bear. For I know in God's own time he'll set me free.
A bunch of the boys were whooping it up in the Malamute saloon. The kid that handles the music-box was hitting a jag-time tune. Back at the bar in a solo game sat Dangerous Dan McGrew.
Well I am workin' real hard. and not gettin' paid. and I'm sick of this life. and I gotta get a break. . I've been real high. and I've been down low. and I live in a shack.
He remembers the first time he met her he remembers the first thing she said. He remembers the first time he held her and the night that she came to his bed.
Well I've been high as the mountains. cruisin' down the road in my 65. and I've got a hard-rockin' band, baby. that wants to kick it to the other side.
Well some say I'm not country. and that's just fine with me. 'Cause I don't wanna be country. with some faggot looking over at me. They say that I'm ill-mannered.
Well, If the Devil's got a Daughter. I got her in my arms. She drinks Gin and water. When she hears those, lonely country songs. She'll howl all night long.
Way down in West Virginia,. There are some people who are one of a kind.. They don't need nothin' from nobody,. 'Cause they're already doin' fine.. You got Hasil Adkins hunchin',.
Dusty skies I can't see nothing in sight. Good old Dan you'll have to guide me right. For we lose our way the cattle will stray. And we lose them all tonight.
Well she spent all my money throwed me out on my nose. Then have the nerve to ask me what a matchbox hold my clothes. Dry bread it ain't greasy hard work it sure ain't easy.
Walking slow to the graveyard I've lost everything I could lose. Now I've even lost my baby I guess I've got the drunkard's blues. It was down at Big Joe's barroom on the corner beyond the square.