After the war was over I was coming home to you. I saw a rainbow at midnight out on the ocean blue. The stars in heaven were shining the moon gave its light from above.
You were mine for just a while now you're puttin' on the style. And you've never once looked back at your home across the track. You're the gossip of the town but my heart can still be found.
We're far apart but our hearts are holding hands. Yes it's hard to sit here by myself each night. Not knowing where you are or when I'll hold you tight.
[ Leon Rhodes ]. I was sitting alone with my memories and my yesterdays appear before me. I thought about our love so many times it's hard to keep living with you on my mind.
If I had counted one two three before I made you cry. If I had counted four and five and made another try. If we had counted six seven eight and made a brand new start.
There's a new star in heaven tonight. The brightest of them all up there. As we gaze at the sky we wonder. Why that the Lord took our baby so fair. . For he was as sweet as the rose.
One sweet hello. And one sad goodbye. Two empty arms. And these lonely nights to cry. . Together is was heaven. But how quickly time did fly. With one sweet hello.
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 she done run around on you.
Just give me one more memory that's all I ask of you. To see you once again would mean a lot to me. We'll pretend I'm just a friend that you once knew.
Now the fate takes us both to the crossroads it seems that we two have to part. No matter what happenes my darling you'll always be close to my heart.
[ John Johnson and Leon Rhodes ]. Old love new tears cause from seeing you again last night. Old love new tears I just stood there crying till you were out of sight.
The next voice you hear will be your conscience. As you lie awake and try so hard to sleep. And your unfaithful heart will have to listen. To the shabby little secrets you keep.
NO HELP WANTED. Writer Bill Carlisle. . Now I've got a gal from New Orleans. She's the cutest little thing that you ever have seen. She's got a cute little walk with a hippity-hop.
I may say that I don't care hold up head up in the air. Even tell my friends I'm glad that you don't call. But when the day is through my heartaches start anew.
Deep within my heart lies a melody. A song of old San Antone. Where in dreams I live with a memory. Beneath the stars all alone. It was there I found beside the Alamo.
My hillbilly baby the sweetest gal in town. You can bet I'll see her when the sun goes down. Someday I will marry her I hope I'm not too late. But until she's older oh I guess I'll have to wait.
My past brought me to you your past brought you to me. Ours was a love people said just couldn't last. They said we'd have no future cause we had too much past.
The jujekox just told my life story told it in the words of a song. So I'll have another drink to the jukebox and one to the man that wrote the song. So hear Mr Jukebox please take my last dime.
Now we go our separate ways, Mr. and Mrs. Used To Be. For oh so long I've loved you, I know that you loved me. But time moved on and we grew far apart.
When I come home at night. I find him sitting there. Looking at the paper. In my favorite chair. . He's drinking up my coffee. Wearing my house shoes.