I see faces in the clouds. The ones i've always been dreaming about. They took me away to a place far from here. So my feet have left the ground. And there was no way i was coming down.
Sing me a song of praise and glory help this wanderin' child to understand. That's when I close my eyes in sleep eternal I'll be clinging to a saving hand.
The bright array of city lights as far as I can see. The great white way shines through the night for lonely girls like me. A cabarete a honky tonk their flashing signs invite.
Cincinnati, Ohio, Cincinnati, Ohio. . One more hour and I'll be home. Close my eyes and rest my bones. Can't be more than a mile or so. From Cincinnati, Ohio, Cincinnati, Ohio.
Found some letters you wrote me this morning. And they told of the love we once knew. Now they're gone I'd burned them to ashes. Don't want nothing to remind me of you.
Though it happened long ago, the hurt just won't let go. And it's burning a hole in my mind. I see her and I see you and the things we used to do. And it's burning a hole in my mind.
Well I'm tired of travellin' down this rocky old road. This old heart of mine is so hurtin' from a heavy load. Only Jesus knows the way my heart went wrong.
Well it was barely past eleven when my pills kicked in. That cabernet didnt hurt my cause as I stumbled down the rue. Not even half as drunk as these strangers I pass.
Jesus, touch my sinful soul. And let my cry for peace come to a hush. Let my footsteps follow Thee. And help me walk across the bridge of love. . Over the river of life's intentions.
(You were born to sing). There's only one thing to do when you find out that you were born to sing. No matter what your age you gotta get on the stage cause you were born to sing.
It makes no difference if you're rich or poor or if you're smart or dumb. A woman's place in this old world is under some man's thumb. And if you're born a woman you're born to be hurt.
I've heard them say a heartache's just a memory as soon as you forget it disaapears. I tried but I can't hide my heart from misery for I remember between each tear.
I just can't get it through my head you love another now instead. Can't make myself believe we're really through. I'm walking up and down the hall talking to a silent wall.
Among the local taverns there'll be a slack in business. Cause Jesse's drinkin' came before the groceries and the rent. Among the local women there'll be a slack in cheatin'.
Honey bees are gonna be hummin' guitar strings are gonna be strummin'. When I'm back in my baby's arms again. Happy wheels are gonna be turnin' flames of love are gonna be burnin'.
I'm back in baby's arms how I've missed those lovin' arms. I'm back where I belong back in baby's arms. . Don't know why we quarrel we never did before.
BABY'S BACK AGAIN. Writer Betty Jean Robinson. . This must be my lucky day baby's back again. Said he'd never go away baby's back again. Throw my troubles to the wind happiness come right on in.
Away in a manger no crib for a bed the little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet head. The stars in the sky looked down where he lay the little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay.
Lord on bended knee I'm begging you. Let me feel just a little of what you went through. Oh I want to know just how greater cost. Let me live let me live at the foot of the cross.
As long as we've got each other to love and to share. We've got the answer to all our hope and care. As long as we've got each other to have and to hold.