The record player's scratchin' out an old and dusty tune On the front porch, on a Sunday, on an Arky afternoon We were lyin' 'round like gypsies, thinkin' 'bout goin' to town And Jimmy's drinkin' whiskey straight and lyin' in the shade Jamie's dancin' round the kitchen with a glass of lemonade Lookin' like an angel who's never gonna touch the ground.
Frosty the Snowman. Was a happy, jolly soul. With a corncob pipe and a button nose. And two eyes made out of coal. . Frosty the Snowman. Is a fairytale, they say.
From a jack to a king from loneliness to a wedding ring. I played an Ace and I won a Queen and walked away with your heart. From a jack to a king with no regrets I stackled the cards last night.
Far across the deep blue water lives an old German's daughter. By the banks of the old River Rhine. Where I loved her and lost her but I can't forget her.
Now Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts; oh Lordy how they could love. Swore to be true to each other, true as the stars above. He was her man, but he was doin' her wrong.
How long will my teardrops be falling for you. Forever and one day forever and two. How long will my arms ache to hold only you. Forever and one day forever and two.
Written by Kris Kristofferson. Recorded by Hank Snow. . Don't look so sad I know it's over. But life goes on and this old world will keep on turnin'. Let's just be glad we had some time to spend together.
For sale one ring that's on your finger (it's such a pretty thing). For sale my memories that linger (I remember everything). For sale our home that stood on lover's lane.
For now and always. I'll hold you tight day and night. Keep the love light burnin' bright in my heart for you. . Pretty little sweetheart. I'll love you for now and always.
(Keep a movin' keep a movin'). We've been followin' the sun ever since the day began and we're weary. (Keep a movin' keep a movin'). Tell the fading western light brings the shelter of the night so dreary.
It's by far the hardest thing I've ever done. To be so in love with you and so alone. . Follow me where I go what I do and who I know. Make it part of you to be a part of me.
Summer's gone and wintertime's a comin'. And where I am ain't where I wanna be. I can hear my southern home a callin'. And it's callin' out that old wide goose and me.
Written by John D. Loudermilk. Recorded by Hank Snow. . Father time & mother love,. Sit in their house some where up above. And make us do what they want us to do.
Written by W.B. Stevens and J.R. Baxter. Recorded by Hank Snow. . Tempted and tried we're oft made to wonder why could it be thus all the day long. When there are others living about us never molested though in the wrong.
Call me a pretty boy, they call me a saint. They call me a sinner, well it's gonna be the same. 'cause I'm not afraid, and I'm not a-feared. I ain't gonna lose it, and I'm not scared.
FOUR IN THE MORNING. Writer Jerry Chesnut. . It's four in the morning and once more the dawning Just woke up the wanting in me Wishin' I'd never met her, knowing if I forget her How much better off she would be The longer I hold on, the longer this goes on The harder that it's going to be But it's four in the morning and once more the dawning Just woke up the wanting in me I'd never desert her, God knows when I hurt her That's the last thing that I want to do She tries, but she can't tell how she feels But I know, too well, just what she's going through If I love her so much, I don't know why I can't do The right thing and just let her be But it's four in the morning and once more the dawning Just woke up the wanting in me Last night I told her, "This time it's all over" Making two times I've told her goodbye Last night, we broke up, this morning I woke up And for the fifth time, I'm changing my mind I saw more love in her eyes when I left her Than most foolish men will ever see An' it's four in the morning and once more the dawning Just woke up the wanting in me It's four in the morning and once more the dawning Just woke up the wanting in me Wishin' I'd never met her..........FADE To Fade.
FORGIVE ME. Writers Milton Ager, Jack Yellen. . Forgive me, please forgive me. I didn't mean to make you cry. I love you and I need you. Do anything, but don't say goodbye.
You're a fooler a faker a little heartbreaker. The slightest gal that I've ever known. Abuser a chooser but now you're the loser. Cause the heart that you broken was your own.
FOGGY RIVER. (Fred Rose). '46 Milene Music. . Your love is colder than a foggy river flowing o'er a heart of stone. You left me stranded on this foggy river drifting helpless and alone.
FADED LOVE. Writers Bob Wills, John Wills. . As I look at the letters that you wrote to me it's you that I am thinking of. As I read the lines that to me were so dear I remember our faded love.