In my adobe hacienda there's a touch of Mexico. Cactus lovelier than orchids blooming in the patio. Soft desert stars and the strum of guitars. Makes every evening seem so sweet.
Listen to a story 'bout a gal I know. She's my music makin' mama I'm her hillbilly boy. She's sweeter than the music when she tickles the strings. Sweeter than the flowers down in new Orleans.
I had a home down in Texas back where the Bluebonnet grew. I had the kindest old mother how happy we were just we two. But one day the angels called her this parting we all have to pay.
Written by Clarke VanNess. Recorded by Hank Snow. . Mother I'm leaving and I'm proud to go please don't be grieving I love you so. Here in this pocket over my heart is the Bible you gave me your gift as we part.
Mother I'm leaving and I'm proud to go please don't be grieving I love you so. Here in this pocket over my heart is the Bible you gave me your gift as we part.
Oh come hear my story of heartaches and sighs. I'm a prisoner who's lonely for his moonlight and skies. I have a sweetheart who's waiting for me. Back in old Oklahoma I'm not far from Shawnee.
When the sun in the morning peeps over the hill. And kisses the roses round my window sill. Then my heart fills with gladness when I hear the trill. Of the birds in the treetops on Mockin' Bird Hill.
Recorded by Hank Snow. . Moanin' my life slowly away. Sittin' here waitin' for the new commin' day. They try to cheer me as I trudge on my way. Moanin' for you.
Moanin' my life slowly away. Sittin' here waitin' for the new commin' day. They try to cheer me as I trudge on my way moanin' for you. Can't seem to hide it and why should I try.
Oh, you Mississippi River with waters so deep and wide. My thoughts of you keep rising just like an evening tide. I'm just like a seagull that's left the sea.
[C]Oh you Mississippi River, with [F]waters so deep and [C]wide. My [G7]thoughts of you keep risin', just like an evening [C]tide [C7]. I'm [F]just like a seagull that's left the [C]sea.
How many teardrops have I cried over you. A million and one tears a million and two. How many nighttimes have my arms reached for you. A million and one times a million and two.
Dark old cave. Miller's Cave. . Way down in the state of Georgia. Through the swamps and everglades. There's a hole in Tiger Mountain. God help the man who gets lost in Miller's Cave.
When there's icicles hangin' on the green pinetrees. And the Florida oranges all turn blue. When there's Miami snow then baby you will know. That I stopped loving you.
MERRY-GO ROUND OF LOVE. . (CHORUS) Here we go a round---, the merry go round. The merry go round---, the merry go round of love. Round and a round----,the merry go round.
Take one fresh and tender kiss add one stolen night of bliss. One girl one boy some grief some joy memories are made of this. Don't forget a small moonbeam fold in lightly with a dream.
Once I got a foolish notion to cross that big wide ocean. The furure for me didn't look so bright. So I signed up with a tanker got on board and raised the anchor.
YOU'RE NOBODY TILL SOMEBODY LOVES YOU. Writers James Cavanaugh, Russ Morgan, Larry Stock. . You're nobody till somebody loves you You're nobody till somebody cares You might be king, you might possess, the world and its gold But gold won't bring you happiness, when you're growing old The world still is the same You'll never change it As sure as the stars shine above You're nobody till somebody loves you So find yourself somebody to love.
Busted flat in Baton Rouge headin' for the trains. Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained. Took us all the way to New Orleans.
If I'll ever fall in love with someone you'll be the one. If I'll ever feel the feeling coming you'll be the one. If I'll ever decide to hold someone and say I love you true.