[Chorus]. The band played and everyone talked. Through the plain old Beer Drinker's Waltz.. . Well, they sweated and swore, and they spit on the floor.
She sat on the bar stool, she smoked and she drank. Till the past became clear and the future went blank. In the path she regains all her beauty and pride.
This song is for you big motel on the mountain just in thought to pass the time. And for the people who have loved and some have been loved. And some were wanted inside your walls.
Now I'd hear a lot of tall stories since my business is writin' songs. And every now and then if you listen real close a good true one comes along. And this is the story of old Bill Crump from the North Carolina Hills.
Back when we were young everybody came to see us. Everybody wanted to be us back when we were young. We loved each other so all our friends told one another.
One hundred children, brave boys and girls. They come from nations all over the world. One hundred children marching along. One hundred children singing their song.
Yeah, I remember it now, we were kids back then livin' down on the farm. We were told that the city could only bring us harm. "How far is the city?" somebody said, and "oh, that's a great big town.".
My little girl and I lost Mama just three years ago. And now that she is older there are things she wants to know. She said, "Please Daddy tell me 'bout my mother 'cause I miss her.".
One time I spent a week inside a little country jail. And I don't guess I'll ever live it down. I was sittin' at a red light when these two men came and got me.
In a town about the size of a truck-stop or bigger. Lived Linda Bohannon, a natural queen. She lived with her folks in a little white farmhouse. She helped out by hoeing the corn and the beans.
I can tell your heart's been broken in two. You are looking for a shoulder. I've found out that other people's tears. Just seem to make me older. I'd like to help with your broken heart.
I'm sittin' here lookin' at some mighty hard times money ain't growing on trees. A little while ago I was rollin' in dough singin' all you want when you please.
There was a man came to see the USA from a foreign land. To photograph the progress of dear old Uncle Sam. He got off the boat in New York went down to the Bowery.
And I love you so the people ask me how. How I've lived till now I tell them I don't know. I guess they understand how lonely life has been. But life began again the day you took my hand.
Loving you was just a storybook of fair I've decided there ain't no real life anywhere. Soon I'll be a painted picture in the book of your mind. Another town is somewhere down the line.
Back when gas was thirty cents a gallon America was young and strong and brave. Lord knows that I didn't have much money. And my old car had seen some better days.
Well the children come back to see the old home-place. They don't see a thing that they like. The old well out back with its cool clear water don't fit into their style of life.
Empty arms that long for you. And they wait dear just for you. . Related. . 18 Non-Traditional Yet Perfect Wedding Songs. . Listen To Every Song Of The Summer Since 1958 In Our Ultimate Mega-Mix.
Your cheatin' heart will make you weep,. You'll cry and cry, and try to sleep.. But sleep won't come, the whole night through.. Your cheatin' heart, will tell on you..
Written by Roy Drusky. Released February 20, 1964. . You say you love me. Then you treat me like a stranger. I don't understand your kind of love. You say you need me.