Where My Sweet Baby Used To Walk Lyrics - Hank Thompson

Every room seems empty now since she's gone away 

The music of her laughter is a thing of yesterday 

The patter of her footsteps when she'd meet me at the door 

The smiling face I loved to see is gone forever more 

I see a cozy love seat when we used to sit and talk 

My tears fall on the carper where my sweet bay used to walk 

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A dozen other women I might get to take her place 

But none to touch her sweetness none would have her grace 

When her footsteps pleaded from me it cut me like a sword 

A goodbye told me she was gone my baby I adore 

I see a cozy love seat... 

My tears fall on the carper where my sweet bay used to walk