I save up my money to buy my sweetheart some flowers. For Saturday's date and I restlessly counted the hours. Then today in the mail I recieved a short little note.
You remembered me when you were far away. I thought you would forget the day we ever met but your letter came today. You remembered me I was so surprised.
What a strange world we live in what a shame oh what a shame. Someone's always quarrelin' then marriage don't remain. Divorces by the thousands is this human race insane.
Do you take this woman to be your dear wife?. Do you vow to love her the rest of your life?. And will you protect her and honor her name?. Oh, don't 'cause her heartaches and don't bring her shame.
You always hurt the one you love. The one you shouldn't hurt at all. You always take the sweetest rose. And crush it until the petals fall. . You always break the kindest heart.
Recorded by Hank Snow. . "M" is for marriage each letter spells love. "A" is alter where you're blessed from above. "R" is for ring lovers' faith set in gold.
You told her lies as her starry eyes. Looked up in admiration. You painted schemes and lovely dreams. With all your temptation. . You spoke of things like wedding rings.
Maria Elena you're the answer to a prayer. Maria Elena can't you see how much I care. To me your voice is like the echo of a sigh. And when you're near my heart can't speak above a sigh.
WRECK OF THE OLD '97. Traditiuonal. . They give him his orders at Monroe, Virginia Sayin', "Steve you're way behind time This is not Thirty-Eight, but it's old Ninety-Seven You must put her in Spencer on time" Then he looked 'round and said to his black greasy fireman "Just shovel in a little more coal And when we cross that white oak mountain You can watch old Ninety-Seven roll" It's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg to Danville In a line on a three mile grade It was on that grade where he lost his airbrakes So you see what a jump he made He was goin' down grade makin' ninety miles an hour And his whistle broke into a scream He was found in the wreck, with his hand on the throttle And scalded to death by the steam Now, ladies, you must all take warning From this time on and learn Never speak harsh words to your true lovin' husband He may leave you and never return.
Tonight down here in the valley I'm lonesome and oh how I feel. As I sit here alone in my cabin I can see your mansion on the hill. Do you recall when we parted the story to me you revealed.
The first thing I remember knowin' was a lonesome whistle blowin'. And the youngest dream of growin' up to ride. On a freight train leavin' town not knowin' where I'm bound.
I get the world's greatest feelin' just knowing that you're mine.. And knowing I'm your lover and your friend.. All I have to do is think of you and it happens every time..
Your ribbon in the summer breeze entwined in curls of gold. And the robin red brest's voice did sweetly blend. With a little schoolmate chior as they sang oh promise me.
WON'T YOU RIDE IN MY LITTLE RED WAGON. Writer Rex Griffin. . Won't you ride in my little red wagon. I'd love to pull you down the street. I'll bet all the kids will be jealous.
(It's the Lord's way of saying goodnight). All the cares of the day are behind me and I know everything is all right. For that's not just a star twinkling bright from above.
So long we've been married last burdens we've carried. That fate kept us humble and made our love true. But plans that we'd make up someone seems to break up.
You wouldn't read my letter if I wrote you. You asked me not to call you on the phone. But there's something I'm wanting to tell you. So I wrote it in the words of this song.
I'll tell you 'bout my night on shore if you will lend an ear. I stepped into a cabaret to get myself a beer. A pretty girl sat all alone and needed company.
I was ridin' Number Nine. Headin' south from Caroline. I heard that lonesome whistle blow. Got in trouble had to roam. Left my gal and left my home. I heard that lonesome whistle blow.