Pearly Shells, from the ocean.. shining in the sun, covering up the shore. When I see them, my heart tells me that I love you, More than all the little pearly shells..
Written by Jimmie Rodgers - Clayton McMichen. Recorded by Hank Snow. . When it's peach picking time in Georgia apple picking time in Tennessee. Cotton picking time in Mississippi everybody picks on me.
When it's peach picking time in Georgia apple picking time in Tennessee. Cotton picking time in Mississippi everybody picks on me. When it's roundup time in Texas the cowboys make whoopee.
I'm travelin' down the lonesome road of sorrow. Paving the highway with tears. Without your love I face a blue tomorrow. Paving the highway with tears.
Written by - Harry C. McAuliffe - Bobby Gregory. Recorded by Hawkshaw Hawkins. . You look at this picture with a wondering eye. And then at the arrow that hangs by it's side.
I realize the way your eyes deceived me. With tender looks that I mistook for love. So take away the flowers that I sent you. And I'll send the kind that you remind me of.
I went to Panama. To find out why it's called the tropic zone. The senoritas there had so much charm. They could even melt a heart of stone. A hot tamale gal she flashed me a smile.
I have heard your stories about your fast trains. But now I'll tell you 'bout one all the southern folks have seen. She's the beauty of the southland, listen to that whistle scream.
Everyone knows it's all over I told them the things that we've planned. But they never see you walking with me and somehow they don't understand. Oh let's forget this sorrow and a pair of broken hearts.
Whoo-whoo-whoo whoo-whoo-whoo. Whoo-whoo-whoo-who whoo-whoo-woho-woho. . A boy and girl were kissing beneath a linden tree. A lonely owl was watching a little jealously.
Written by Del Lyon - Lani McIntire. Recorded by Hank Snow. . It's only a rose from my mother's grave. That I'd planted long long ago. I pulled it from a stem, where it used to wave.
So blue so lonesome too but still true. Roses haunt me made me think of you. You're the one rose that's left in my heart dear. I love you adore you I do.
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah. Zip-a-dee-ehh. My, my, my, my, my. What a wonderful day. . Plenty of sun shine. Headin' my way. Zip-a-dee-doo-dah. Zip-a-dee-ehh. .
One more ride. . I will long for a trip, don't need no grip. I'm takin' one more ride. 'Way out there in the prairie air. I guess it's in my hide. For the clickety-clack of the railroad track is callin'.
When will my arms grow cold when will your kiss grow old. When will I want to be free. Exactly one minute past eternity. When will I make you blue cheat and run around on you.
You wake up, it's raining and it's Monday. Looks like one of those rough days. Time's up, you're late again, so get out the door. Sometimes you feel like running.
As I. I walkin' down the street. I notice a sweater with my name on it. Oh, oh it's so cheap. Then you come walkin'. And show me the real price. And I always know when your hair is filled with lice.
I've got to make myself let go off you somehow. Stop hanging on to memories that's over now. But if I do what would I have in my world I pretend. Cause to this world I go each night once more you're mine again.
Looks like we found ourselves. Up against a wall. In need of a little help. But no one wants to call. . After all we've been through. Do we let our friendship end?.
Written by - Bob Nolan. Recorded by - Hank Snow. . I was born a rover on the rhythmic range. A rootin' tootin' terror and I never will change. I sing a tune a day and travell all of the way.