(Now and then there's a fool such as I). . Pardon me, if I'm sentimental. When we say goodbye. Don't be angry with me should I cry. When you're gone, yet I'll dream.
1. When John Henry was a little baby boy,. Sittin' on his daddy's knee,. He picked up a hammer, and a cold piece of steel,. Said this hammer's gonna be the death of me, Lord, Lord,.
Some people say a man is made outta mud. A poor man's made outta muscle and blood. Muscle and blood and skin and bones. A mind that's a-weak and a back that's strong.
This nine pound hammer, it's a little too heavy. For my size, baby, for my size. I'm goin' on the mountain, gonna see my baby. But I ain't comin' back, well, I ain't comin' back.
My hitch was up Monday. . Not a dog soljer nor more. soljer no more.. They give me all that money. . So much my pockets is sore. pockets is sore.. More dough than I can use.
I am a pilgrim and a stranger. Traveling through this wearisome land. And I've got a home in that yonder city, good Lord. And it's not (good Lordy it's not) not made by hand.
Oh come all you young fellers so young and so fine. Seek not your fortune in a dark dreary mine. It'll form as a habit and seep in your soul. Till the stream of your blood runs as black as the coal.
INSTEAD. V1: When I was brought to judgment. 'twas nothing I could say. And guilty was the verdict. still I am walking free today. . CH: I am the chief of sinners.
Well, you did what you did. And you know, that you did it. And there ain't no use to deny it. . I got you dead to rights, baby. Now, you're gone. And made me mad.
In Daddy's car, stoned with a fake ID,. fresh out of school, not a care in the world at all,. in my eighteens,. summer life was never so free,. it was then that the change began to fall,.
Just let her walk alone. On blindly through the rain. She likes to think she's turning wise. No one can tell her how. But she crashes every time she flies.
I walked down this ol' lonely street. And no one seems to wanna speak. Oh Who Cares, who cares for me?. . All the world seems cold. The world seems grey.
Please, please have pity on me. Oh can't you see that I'm in misery. Please, please I'm begging like a fool. Whoa is me look who's blue. . There ain't no girl that's ever gonna tie me down.
Lonesome number one. Just call me lonesome number one. Although no titles have I won. I surely must be lonesome number one. . Every love I've had has faded like a dew.
If heartaches brought fame. In love's crazy game. I'd be a legend in my time. . If they gave gold statuettes. For tears and regrets. I'd be a legend in my time.
YOU'VE STILL GOT A PLACE IN MY HEART. Writer Leon Payne). . If the one you'd think is true ever turns his back on you. You've still got a place in my heart.
Born in the heat of the desert my mother died giving me life. Despised and disliked by my father blamed for the loss of his wife. You know Lord I've been in a prison for something I'd never done.
The news is out all over town that you've been seen a runnin' round. I know that I should leave but then I just can't go you win again. This heart of mine could never see what everybody knew but me.
YOU DON'T KNOCK. Writer W. Westbrook and C.A. Walton. . You don't knock you just walk on in the door to heaven's inn. There's love and joy for you to share the whole day through.
YOU CAN'T LAUGH (AT A FOOL). WRITER DON GIBSON. . Yes I really thought that you would be mine forever. I didn't ever really think that you would leave me ever.