There's a tattooed symbol underneath my sleeve. An iron glove over a hand of steel. You can't touch me. Don't touch me. All for one and one for me. Listen well and I'll set you free.
IT'LL BE ME. Writer Jack Clement. . If you hear somebody knockin' on your door If you see somebody crawlin' across the floor Baby it'll be me, I'll be lookin' for you And if you see somebody climbin' up a telegraph pole If you find a new lump in your sugar bowl Baby it'll be me, I'll be looking for you I'm gonna look in the mountains Down in the deep blue sea I'm gonna look in the forest And look and look in every tree If you find a new bait on your fishin' hook And if you find a funny face in your comic book Baby it'll be me I'll be lookin' for you (Spoken: Well, keep on lookin') (Instrumental Break) I'm gonna look in the cities Where the lights are blue Gonna search the country side And the haystacks too Well if you see something shootin' out across the stars If you see a rocket ship in it's way to Mars Baby it'll be me Yeah I'll be lookin' for you I'll be lookin' for you Well, I'll be lookin' for you.
It's such a pretty world today, look at the sunshine. And everyday's the same since I met you. It's such a pretty world today knowing that you're mine.
People see us everywhere they think you really care. But myself, I can't deceive, I know it's only make believe. . My one and only prayer, is that some day, you'll care.
Here I sit alone and broken hearted walk the floor all night since we parted. I'll get over you I don't know how or when it'll take awhile hold by can't last till then.
IT WASN'T GOD WHO MADE HONKY TONK ANGELS. (Jay D. Miller). '52 Peer International. . As I sit here tonight the jukebox's playing. The tune about the wild side of life.
There you go and baby, here am I. Well, you left me here so I could sit and cry. Golly gee, what have you done to me. Well, I guess it doesn't matter anymore.
Cursed with sorrow, pain and woe. Full of feeling I can't show. Hopeless love, what else for me?. Is this my destiny?. . At night I toss and wonder. Why I must live while others die.
Is it wrong for loving you is it wrong for being true. Tell me darling tell me please is it wrong. Have I waited for so long has your love for me gone.
I'm in the middle of a heartache. Half out, half in. Not quite out of love with you. Not too much in love with him. . I'm in the middle of a heartache.
Oh, if you knew what I know. You'd be glad to let him go. A guy that stays true is hard one to find. I've heard my old flame is now on your mind. . But if you knew what I know.
IF YOU DON'T SOMEBODY ELSE WILL. Writers Johnny Mathis, Jimmy Fautheree, Geraldine Hamilton. . Give me a little kiss will you honey if you don't somebody else will).
If I had a hammer I'd hammer in the morning. I'd hammer in the evening all over this land. I'd hammer out danger I'd hammer out a warning. I'd hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters ah ah all over this land.
If I'd cry every time you hurt me I'd be cryin' all the time. If I made a scene each time you were mean we'd be quarrellin' all the time. But I don't cry and I don't get mad I try to take the good with the bad.
I'VE NEVER BEEN THIS HOMESICK BEFORE. Writer Dottie Rambo. . There's a light in the window. And the table's set in splendor. Someone's standing by the open door (open door).
The sun's shining beautiful and everything is going my way. I've got a love that's wonderful he's always there with loving words to say. Well I hold him close and let him know that to me he is my everything.
I'VE GOT A TIGER BY THE TAIL. (Harlan Howard - Buck Owens). '64 Blue Book Music. . I've got a tiger by the tail it's plain to see. I won't be much when you get through with me.
You had to leave me all by myself, dear. And I've been crying the whole night through. But I've been telling everybody. I'm waiting just for you. . Your friends are trying so hard to tempt me.
I'M THE QUEEN OF MY LONELY LITTLE WORLD. (Vic McAlpin). '66 Acclaim Music. . I don't have to be loved to sleep I can't just lie here and weep. Cause I'm the queen of my lonely little world.
Hear that lonesome whippoorwill. He sounds too blue to fly. The midnight train is whining low. I'm so lonesome I could cry. . I've never seen a night so long.