Written by John D. Loudermilk. Recorded by Hank Snow. . Father time & mother love,. Sit in their house some where up above. And make us do what they want us to do.
Sittin' in the bayou country,. just me and my fishin' line. I raised a lot of hell and I hollered,. sippin' on that Georgia moonshine. Well, I know how to have a damn good time.
I'll be around no matter how you treat me now. I'll be around from now on. Your latest love can never last and when it's past. I'll be around when he's gone.
I don't need nobody. To call me on the phone. I don't need no company. I'd rather be alone. . I'm just happy by myself. Here being blue. 'Cause I'm not lonely.
Oh.... The answer is... a banana. You just should put a banana. On your face. To make it more appealing. And get a happy feeling. With bananas. But don't use them for sex.
well I guess this isn't. what I had in mind. and I can already tell. by the way that you talk. that you've got something to hide. . but the night is so young.
Written by W.B. Stevens and J.R. Baxter. Recorded by Hank Snow. . Tempted and tried we're oft made to wonder why could it be thus all the day long. When there are others living about us never molested though in the wrong.
Well I'm a lowdown truck driver. Eighteen wheels and an easy rider. Lord have mercy -. Lord have mercy on my weary soul. Well I'm a burnin' down this highway baby.
I love to. Shave my hair. I think it's cool under there. It's an under cut. On top of my head. If you like it, do that too. . I like you. With your hair.
I'll take you to the picture show and babe I'll hold your hand. I'll sit up in your parlor let you cool me with your fan. I'll listen to your troubles and pet you when you cry.
Well, I'm runnin' down the road about a hundred and five. Don't care if I live, I just wanna die. Searching for a gal who wants to keep me alive. Satan's in the backseat givin' me advice again.
It's like you said,. This is way too tough,. We've gone away to make it out there all alone,. Out there on our own,. . When times get tough,. You've got me back,.
Lowdown, once again. Well I'm strugglin' now. To get by, my friend. . It's keepin' me up. Late at night. I can't settle down. My honky tonk life. . Driftin' 'round 'bout half past four.
Diesel smoke climbin' to the clear blue sky I sit here wonderin' wanderin' why. I leave her everytime I love her. Green grass growin' by picket fence Lord I just don't make no sense.
Way down in West Virginia,. There are some people who are one of a kind.. They don't need nothin' from nobody,. 'Cause they're already doin' fine.. You got Hasil Adkins hunchin',.
I'd like to tell you how much I love you and take you in my arms again. I cannot measure with any treasure how much I love you deep within. But it's too late now you found another our love we never can restore.
Well, we were lovin' and a-huggin' and a-kissin' and a-squeezin'. on a Friday an' Saturday night. . Just a-dancin' and a-prancin' and a lotta romancin' and.
A little child on a sickbed lay and death was very near. She was the pride and only child of a railroad engineer. His duty had called him from those he loved and seeing that hope was dim.
They ask me if I'm sorry that I loved her so. Someone I couldn't ever have and had to let her go. They know I'm broken hearted they've watched me when I cry.