Hear the clickety-clack on the railroad track. Means the wheels are rollin' and I'm goin' back. To the girl I left in a rundown shack. I'm southbound.
I like to bathe myself in bad habits. Shine 2001. I baptize myself in mud water. Shine 2001. I open up my head to false prophets. I open up my body for profit.
SONNY BOY. WITH CHET ATKINS. (B.G. DeSylva - Ray Henderson - Lew Brown). '28 Chappell & Co. instrumental. . When there are grey skies I don't mind the grey skies..
Somewhere my love there will be songs to sing. Although the snow covers the hope of spring. Somewhere a hill blossoms in green and gold. And there are greens all that your heart can hold.
Travelling the lonely roads of sorrow heartaches are all I've ever known. Time has turned a million pages fate has dealt and I'm alone. . But somewhere along life's highway from your new love you may part.
Written by Merle Haggard. Recorded by Hank Snow. . C. I thought I w-as through missing you. F. I thought I was through being blue. C G7. And t-hen someone ment-ioned your n-ame.
Recorded by Hank Snow. . The postman delivered a letter. and it filled her heart with great joy. But she didn't know till she read the inside. It was the last one from her darlin' boy.
Always and always I'll love you forever. Oh it's so good to be back with you. . The grass looks greener on the other side. I crossed over to the arms of someone new.
Ducks flying south and the rich men also. Heading for the beaches where the warm Gulf winds blow. And I'm going too, I can hear that whistle cry.. 'Cause I'm the kinda' bird that has to navigate.
Written by V. Stovall and B. Palmer. Recorded by Hank Snow. . Well let me hear the sound of the Tennessee flat top. Ringin' off of the wall. Behind the ice water tones of a steel guitar.
Well I pulled outta Pittsburgh a rollin' down that Eastern Seaboard. I got my diesel wound up and she's runnin' like she never before. There's a speed zone ahead alright I don't see a cop in sight.
Sittin' in an all nite cafe in a booth back in the corner. Making paper wads from napkins throwin' toothpicks on the floor. Got a problem I can't solve so I'm gonna sit till I figure out.
Well I never felt more like singing the blues. Cause I never thought that I'd ever lose. Your love dear why'd you do me this way. Well I never felt more like crying all night.
Sing me a song of the islands. My serenade that the trade winds blow. Sing me a song of the islands. Where hearts are high and the moon is low. . Where wrippling waters seem to say Aloha au-i-o-ei.
I'm free as a man can be this is the life for me. Go when I want do or I don't no worries and troubles for me. A newspaper for my bed no naggin' woman bangin' my head.
Silent night holy night all is calm all is bright. Round young virgin mother and child holy infant so tender and mild. Sleep in heavenly peace sleep in heavenly peace.
Shopworn and aged what's left of a man. Will never be useless cause he's part of God's plan. . Did you ever think of life as just a shop along the street.
Words & Music by C.E. "Hank" Snow. . There's a heart that is broken today. There is someone who waits far away. One who's kneeling in prayer as she waits for me there.
She wears my my ring to show the world that she belongs to me. She wears my ring to show the world she's mine eternaly. With loving care I place it on her finger.
On a bright and sunny day when a young wife ran away. From a husband who had filled her heart with pain. On the table laid a note these simple words she wrote.