Right Won't Touch A Hand Lyrics - George Jones

RIGHT WON'T TOUCH A HAND 

WRITER EARL MONTGOMERY 

Copyright 1971 

The wind blows Sunday papers by my feet 

As I walk down this cold and lonely street 

My hands searched through my pockets for a dime 

While the memory of you eats away my mind 

Looking back I see that I was wrong 

But the road I'm on don't lead me back to home 

And I can't turn back âcause everything is gone 

Yes it's gone 

And right won't touch a hand that's filled with wrong 

I was filled with so much jealousy 

And doubted all the love you had for me 

But now I see the kind of fool I've been 

I'll never see the one I love again 

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Looking back I see that I was wrong 

But the road I'm on don't lead me back to home 

And I can't turn back âcause everything is gone 

Yes it's gone 

And right won't touch a hand that's filled with wrong 

Right won't touch a hand that's filled with wrong 

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