The wind is blowing 'cross the mountains. And out on the valley way below. It sweeps the grave of my darling. When I die that's where I want to go. . Lord, send the angels for my darling.
You say you're sorry once again dear. You want me to take you back once more. You say you need a helping hand dear. But that's what you told me once before.
I'm waiting at the gate looking for my ride. Soon to take me to my home on high. Angel bands a coming From the other side. I don't want to be late I'm waiting at the gate.
Written by Billy Burnette and Mentor Williams.. . Whatcha gonna do when the sun. goes down. Hop in my back seat way out of town. I know a place we can't be found.
WRONG ROAD AGAIN. (Allen Reynolds). . I can't seem to learn not to love you you get to me every time. You're someone I just can't say no to you're so good at changin' my mind.
When no one else can understand me when everything I do is wrong. You give me hope and consolation you give me strenght to carry on. And you're always there to land a hand in everything I do.
I'd change if it means pleasing you. And when I do don't treat me like a woman of the world. Tell me what you're expecting of me. And when I agree don't treat me like a woman of the world.
WHY DID YOU HAVE TO BE SO GOOD. WRITERS JERRY FOSTER, BILL RICE. . Why did you have to be so good. When you didn't mean to stay. Why did you have to be so good.
They ask me, how we do it?. And I tell them, we love each other. Theres really nothing to it. . Its easy, we love each other so. And we always will, and I know.
I've a friend who's always near me. I've a friend who always cheers me. I've a friend who is so dear to me. What a precious Friend is He.. . Chorus. He'll go with me through the valley.
What a friend we have in Jesus,. All our sins and griefs to bear,. What a privilege to carry. Everything to God in prayer!. O what peace we often forfeit,.
I'm gonna stay right here beside him cause a woman's place is with her man. So many times a man gets lonesome and that's when he needs a helping hand.
If I could just get you to love me one more time. For just a moment have you here with me. With your sweet lips next to mine you lose all track of time.
You used to say that we were cut from the same cloth. Ticking on the same clock, something fine. You used to say no fire burned as hot as us. Now youre saying goodbye.