There's gonna be a great great day All of my troubles will pass away I read the book and the book did say Oh there's gonna be a great great day On my
Put your sweet lips a little closer to the phone Let's pretend that we're together all alone I'll tell the man to turn the jukebox way down low And you
Heartache number one was when you left me I never knew that I could hurt this way And heartache number two, was when you come back again You came back
Take the ribbon from your hair, shake it loose and let it fall Laying soft against my skin like the shadows on the wall Come and lay down by my side till
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home The old hometown looks the same As I step down from the train And there to meet me is my mama and papa
My wife and I were happy in our trailer But she didn't dig my runnin' 'round all night She dream me a couple of times about leavin' But you just laughed
Here we go again she's back in town again I'll take her back again one more time Here we go again the phone will ring again I'll be her fool again one
I'm a honky tonk man and I can't seem to stop I love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old jukebox When my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone
Saw you there on the barstool as I walked in And the look we gave each other said we both need a friend Is this the first time you've come here all the
Be glad you've got what you've got when you've got it Or you're gonna find out what you've got is gone Make sure you know what you know when you know
Everybody says, oh, you let me down That I should be ashamed to take you 'round What makes no difference, what you used to do Darling, I could never be
I ain't broke but I'm badly bent I had a little money but that's all been spent When I look back I wonder where it went It ain't no joke I ain't broke
And I don't feel at home in this house anymore I look out a bar window, at our rolling green lawn And I'm trying to remember just where we went wrong
BIRDS EYE VIEW (Don Wayne) « © '65 Tree Publishing, BMI » Doodle doodle do do a do do do do do Well I love plunging neck lines rising
She's gone again but she'll be home tomorrow And looks like I could burn and save myself some sorrow A fooling love sometimes just can change And I don
You think that you know the smile on her lips The thrill at the touch of her fingertips But I forgot more than you'll ever know about her You think you
Homemade love just like mama used to make Homemade love that's what she used to say You can satisfy frustration and the same old one night stand But there
I wandered so aimless, life filled with sin I wouldn't let my dear Saviour in Then Jesus came like a stranger in the night Praise the Lord, I saw the