Just today I met a stranger I met a man in misery. He asked about you oh my darling. And the way he said your name chilled the heart inside of me. Pardon me sir said the stranger I love her so oh how is she.
Here I am where I know I shouldn't be a lettin' pretty girls make a fool out of me. Spendin' money I know I shouldn't spend walk on fool make the circle again.
Wakin' up the crowd wakin' up the crowd. Everybody's havin' fun we're wakin' up the crowd. Wakin' up the crowd wakin' up the crowd. Everybody's dancin' now we're wakin' up the crowd.
He lived six miles south of Brandsville in a little ole shack. On the banks of the river Big Mole. A strange man he was always seen alone folks called him Waldo the Weirdo.
Here the labor is so hard and the workers are so tired. And our weary hearts are yearning for a rest. And we find we're gettin' anxious to be in that happy home.
Far away on yonder hill old Blue's a barking at a coon I guess he's chased all night. And it's just about two hours before dawning and Jacob's cabin doesn't show a light.
Oh the people would come from far away they'd dance all night till the break of day. When the caller hollered do-se-do we knew Uncle Pen was ready to go.
[ Porter & Norma ]. A violet fell in love with a rose and started it flashing from its head to its toe. Then one day the rose was kissed by the dew. A new love was born and the violet turned blue.
I thought I'd been in love before but so did you. I thought that I would love no more but so did you. We'll always be together forever yours forever mine.
Two sides to every story we can't stay this out if we'll take time. Two sides to every story you tell yours and I tell mine. . Well where were you last night when I came home.
I'm havin' a hard time tryin' to forget the blues. They're playin' lonely music on the jukebox. The song they're singin' makes me want to cry. Cause it reminds that you've gone and left me I feel a teardrop comin' to my eyes.
This smoke filled barroom just suits one fine. Just what I need dear to get you off of my mind. I'd be so happy if they'd leave us alone. I'd stop my drinking pack my bags and go home.
While strolling along in the country reviewing the scenes new and old. I found an old fashioned log cabin so beautiful there to behold. A stranger was standing in silence his eyes firmly fixed on the door.
Take me back try me one more time. Yes I know I've been untrue and I've hurt you through and through. But please have a mercy on this heart of mine take me back try me one more time.
Long ago when just a boy at old camp meetin' time. How my heart would beat with joy to hear the old bells chime. Calling all the saints of God onto the house of prayer.
OLD CROSSROADS. Writer Bill Monroe. . Oh my brother take this warning. Don't let ol Satan take your hand. You'll be lost in sin forever. You'll never reach the promised land.
What a beautiful morning the sun shining bright. As I look from the window with tears in my eyes. The eastern horizon just gave birth to the light. But it's raining in my world and not a cloud in the sky.
Nothing between lost love and lonely just a few broken vows and a million old dreams. The days are so long and the nights last forever. When you live day to day with nothing between.
I remember when I was just little mama used to cook in an old black kettle. On an old wood stove she'd had since she was wed. Now the oven door was sprung a little bit.
There's no love left our love's beyond help. Why do we keep on tryin' when there's no love left. . The feeling we felt for each other for a long time now has been dying.