Got nine million nine hundred ninety nine thousand nine hundred ninety nine tears to go And then I don't know if I'll be over you The sun didn't shine
(Dream on dream on teenage queen pretties girl we've ever seen) There's a story in our town of the prettiest girl around Golden hair and eyes of blue
Danna this is the day he's takin' you away from me And Danna seems only yesterday all your love belonged to me And now you're walkin' down the aisle you
Where the walker runs down to the Carson Valley Plain There lived a maiden, Darcy Farrow was her name The daughter of old Dundee and a fair one was she
She'll listen as I climb the stairs and know the shape I'm in Cause every time I've had a few Lord I'm at her door again Well it's not right and it's
On the weekend pass I wouldn't have had time To get home and marry that baby of mine So I want to be explain and he authorised me to send for my ebony
I told Mary about us I told her about our great sin Mary cried and forgave me and Mary took me back again Said if I wanted my freedom I could be free
You're with me from my first cup of coffee right up till the last beer goes down You're on my mind so I can't sleep till morning you're the busiest mem
Everybody's reaching out for someone everybody's knocking at some door And long before I ever found you you're the one that I was reaching for Just like
Give me one good reason not to go tell me why I shouldn't leave today Give me one good reason not to walk away hmm hmm I'm only made of flash and blood
Ashes of love cold as ice you made the debt I'll pay the price Our love is gone there's no doubt ashes of love the flames burned out [ steel ] The love
Hey, hey, hey, hey-ay, hey, hey, hey, hey-ay Nights didn't seem so long no more Ain't one man like it was before Just when I thought I was really okay
I saw my lady walking by the river yesterday She was picking flowers singin' songs of love along the way Seeing her by moonlight tells me that her hair
I use the soup to wash the dirt off my face I'll write with pencil so then I can't erase But what's to do when someone's taking my place with you with
Saw your picture in the paper and I see you've married good And I know that he can give you all the things I never could But I know that he won't give
Hear that lonesome whippoorwill he sounds too blue to fly The midnight train is whining low I'm so lonesome I could cry I've never seen a night so long
Those hard feelings nowhere she'd need to say Things like this they happened every day We're two grown people and neither one's to blame Sometimes things
I'M NOT THAT GOOD AT GOODBYE Writer Don Williams, Bob McDill Copyright 1973 I don't want to talk it over one more time No there's not much use in talkin
