(Gary Heyde/Carolyn Swilley). . I found a letter in an old book,. I just bought from a second-hand shop.. It was pressed between two pages near the end,.
(Kostas/Tony Perez). . All you have to do now, baby. Is pull on my heart strings. Let me know which way to go. 'Cause that's all right with me. . Love me like a river, baby.
Mary was engaged to wed. A baby inside barred the way. Joseph was to make her leave. But things aren't always as they seem. . A baby in a manger lay. Helpless and poor to their eyes.
Seems I've always waited for someone. Almost like it was a part of me. I never seemed to find someone to lean on. Disappointment always brought me to my knees.
Well it wasn't long ago that my true blue Sally. Said she's gettin' tired of livin' in the valley. Wants to go back to Louisian'. See Big Papa he's a gumbo man.
I sit alone at my table. And watch all the others have fun. I'm tired of sittin' on the side of track. Watchin' the mainline run. . I'm tired of havin' no future.
Her head rolls back and forth. Against the billows of her long black shiny hair. As she contemplates the ecstasy. Of some other love that now she wished was there.
Love has wings and flies through windows. Opening unopened doors. Sending light to darkened corners. Left by loneliness before. . But love is just a word for feelings.
I reached out my arms and i touched you. With soft words I whispered your name. I held you right on the tip of my fingers. But that was as close as I came.
Well if you ever want to get depressed just come to this town. Nothing to do from dinner to breakfast in this town. Four street lights and one old grocery I ain't long to stay here no siree.
The way you make love to me matches up perfectly. With pictures that I've always carried around in my mind. Honey you got it all. There's nobody like you, I just don't love you, that's all.
Well I guess I better go and sit down by the phone. She's about call me say she's alone. I wish she could come back again ah there I go dreamin' again.
The yester waltz. Is just a waltz. Somebody played. Some yesterday. And when it played. It made someone cry. And that someone always. Remembers when it plays.
You know, it's funny how certain things stick with you through the years, like how it feels to be 10 years old at the county fair. . Hot dog stand, when you're hungry, hot dogs smell so doggone grand.
by D.Linde. (As covered by Roger Miller). . Released on 4 RM albums. . (spoken). You know it's funny how certain things stick with you thru the years,.
To the opera I don't go. 'Cos I know that Faust is slow. I can't hum Riggoletto. But since you took off I think you ought to know. . That I'll keep crawlin' long as birds have wings.
Rodger Miller: Now the first thing I need is some random number lets say um.... between 20 and 22.. Somebody in crowd: 21!!!. Rodger Miller: ok lets try 21 good number..
Dusty streets stare at me. Looking like a daytime nightmare. I should shave, try to save. Something of the man that's still there. Not much left to say, of the man who stayed in Monterey.
Hey kid where'd you get the lid. Where'd you get a lid like that. If I told you why would you tell me where. I could find a hat like that. . Hey old chap where'd you get the cap.
Gather 'round me buddies. Hold your glasses high. And drink to a fool. A crazy fool. Who told his baby goodbye. . Too late, he's found he loves her. So much, he wants to die.