I don't care if I do die do die I quit livin' if you wave your bye bye. And every day's just the night to cry cry so I don't care if I do die do die. .
Everybody knows she's daddy's girl. A little doll that keeps me in a whirl. And means more to me than all the world. She's daddy's girl. Look at her and anyone could tell.
FADED LOVE. WITH JAN HOWARD. (Bob Wills - John Wills). '51 Hill & Range Songs. . As I look at the letters that you wrote to me. It's you that I'm thinking of.
Cry baby, cry baby. You're cryin' over him but you're still my baby. So cry baby and I'll try baby. To baby you till all your tears are dried. . A smooth talkin', money spendin' traveling man.
COUPLES ONLY. Writer Wynn Stewart. . I came by your house but you were gone. So I came to the dance but all alone. Through the window saw you dance across the floor.
I hearsay your new romance has faded. Just the way ours did sometime ago. I've lost count of all the times I've waited. For you to tell me that you've missed me so.
COME ONE. Writer Wynn Stewart. . Mmm-mm-mm-mm. Mmm-mm-mm-mm. Come one, I'm givin' you the come on. Come on, let me hold you tight. Mmm-mm-mm come one.
The widow woman kind and sweet goes with a husband down the street. Each day I pass I see her smile oh it looks like cheating is in style. . The neighbor's husband travels round and has a girl in every town.
A flower needs the earth to make it grow. A river needs the rains to make it flow. A clinging vine needs something to cling to. But I have all I need cause I have you.
Care oh, what a beautiful word. For those who had somebody to care. Where they go, what they do, what they say. And if they are happy or blue. . Care, wish I could recall how it was.
When the morning sun streaks across my room. And I'm wakened up from another dream of you. Yes I'm on the road once again it seems. All I leave behind is a chain of broken dreams.
Everything in our new home is all built-in. From the kitchen down the hall into the den. But there's something you can't see put there by you and me. You can feel it in each room our built-in love.
BRING IT ON BACK TO ME. WITH JAN HOWARD. Writer Harlan Howard. Copyright 1961. . You took your heart from me. And gave it to someone new. But I won't be discouraged.
BREAKIN' THE RULES. WRITER Hank Thompson - Billy Gray - Al Blasingame. COPYRIGHT 1963. . Breakin' the rules every time I hug and kiss you darling. While you wear another's name.
BIG CITY. Writer C. Shamley. . Big city, you mean more to her than me. I'm a broken-hearted country boy. Now that she is gone. She left me for the city life.
Can't you tell my love's a growin'. Can't you feel it ain't showin'. Though you must be a knowin'. I've got a big, big love. . It's not the kind to be concealin'.
I wonder little bar fly if I crushed you in the dirt. Though the pain may kill you or would you feel the hurt. I wonder little bar fly though your brain is small.
Back to the blue room where I can cry alone. . I moved into a little room today. It's all I need now since you went away. And it's the perfect place to cry for you.
If you want my kind of love baby it's yours. If you want the stars above baby they're yours. If you want a love that's true then I will give it to you.
I'm just a smile away from cryin' whenever I'm this close to you. Just a touch away from heartache just an arm's lenght from you. I'm just a step away from sadness a memory away from blue.