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| 2:49 | 
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Chorus:
Well 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 juke box But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone singing Hey hey mama can your daddy come home Now I'm living wild and dangerously But I've got plenty of company When the moon comes up And the sun goes down I can't wait to see the lights of town Chorus: 'Cause 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 juke box But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone singing Hey hey mama can your daddy come home A pretty little girl and a jug of wine Well that's what it takes to make a honky tonk time With the juke box moaning those honky tonk sounds I can't wait to lay my money down Chorus: 'Cause 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 juke box But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone singing Hey hey mama can your daddy come home |
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| 2. |
| 3:04 |
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It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me Today I had another bout with sorrow You know this time I almost won If this bottle would just hold out 'til tomorrow I know that I'd have sorrow on the run Chorus: It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me Your memory comes back up with each sunrise I reach out for the bottle and find it's gone Yeah, Lord, somewhere every night the whiskey leaves me To face this cold, cold world on my own Chorus: It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me |
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| 3. |
| 2:49 |
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I watch as you take off your clothes and slip under the sheets Then i turn and kick the boots off my feet I pull you close without a word 'cause there's no need to speak Girl, beauty like yours is hard to beat Chorus: But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone 'cause i'm not one for hanging on Please don't think that you done something wrong In the morning when you wake and find me gone Just a look from those fiery eyes can all but erase The memory of any other's face And the passion they unleash could cause me to misplace And lose all track of time without a trace Chorus: But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone 'cause i'm not one for hanging on Please don't think that you done something wrong In the morning when you wake and find me gone The sun intrudes and throws across the room its golden tracks Shake the dreams, now it's back to facts As i turn to leave i know you had what so many lack Maybe some day that'll bring me back Chorus: But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone 'cause i'm not one for hanging on Please don't think that you done something wrong In the morning when you wake and find me gone But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone 'cause i'm not one for hanging on Please don't think that you done something wrong In the morning when you wake and find me gone In the morning when you wake and find me gone |
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| 4:55 | 
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| 5. |
| 3:20 |
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Bury me along the big sandy
Down in those blue gray mountains Rest my soul in those hills of coal Until this old earth doesn't tremble And don't you mourn for me when my soul is free No woman, don't you cry You just bury me along the big sandy Under a blue Kentucky sky This old town of sin, it's about to do me in I don't know how much I can stand With my knees on the street and my heart at their feet I'm forced to beg from Satan's hand So bury me along the big sandy Down in those blue gray mountains Rest my soul in those hills of coal Until this old earth doesn't tremble Don't you mourn for me when my soul is free No woman, don't you cry You just bury me along the big sandy Under a blue Kentucky sky When I came to this land I was strong and I could stand Oh but now I've somehow gone astray Yet I still see the truth in the teachings of my youth And I know that the Lord ain't turned away So bury me along the big sandy Down in those blue gray mountains Rest my soul in those hills of coal Until this old earth doesn't tremble Don't you mourn for me when my soul is free No woman, don't you cry You just bury me along the big sandy Under a blue Kentucky sky Under a blue Kentucky sky Under a blue Kentucky sky |
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| 3:06 |
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Girl you taught me how to hurt real bad
And cry myself to sleep You showed me how this town can shatter dreams Another lesson about a naive fool That came to Babylon And found out that the pie don't taste so sweet Now it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music And lonely, lonely streets that I call home Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on There ain't no glamor in this tinseled land Of lost and wasted lives And painful scars are all that's left of me But thank you girl for teaching me Brand new ways to be cruel And if I can find my mind now, I guess I'll just leave And it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music And lonely, lonely streets that I call home Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on Now it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music And lonely, lonely streets that I call home Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on It's the only thing that keeps me hanging on It's the only thing that keeps me hanging on |
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| 2:43 |
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Hey look yonder, Henry, comes the sheriff
And he's carrying a warrant in his hand Don't you run, poor old Henry, for he'll shoot you Not long will you be a free man Now twenty years, you must spend behind steel bars For a crime that you did not do Yeah, the lie she swore in that district court Has proved to be the ruin of you Tried to warn you, Henry, not to cross her Tried to tell you about her vengeful ways When you turned and left her for another She swore, Henry, that she'd make you pay Now twenty years, you must spend behind steel bars For a crime that you did not do Yeah the lie she swore in that district court Has proved to be the ruin of you Listen well, all you young rounders Heed the lesson poor old Henry never learned That even hell with all its fiery power Hath no fury like a woman's scorn Now twenty years, you must spend behind steel bars For a crime that you did not do Yeah the lie she swore in that district court Has proved to be the ruin of you Yeah, the lie she swore in that district court Has proved to be the ruin of you |
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| 8. |
| 3:15 |
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Love is a burning thing
And it makes a fiery ring Bound by wild desire I fell into a ring of fire [Chorus] I fell into a burning ring of fire I went down, down, down, and the flames climbed higher And it burned, burned, burned the ring of fire The ring of fire The taste of love is sweet When hearts like ours meet I fell for you like a child Ooh but the fire went wild [Chorus] I fell into a burning ring of fire I went down, down, down, and the flames climbed higher And it burned, burned, burned the ring of fire The ring of fire [Chorus] |
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| 2:25 |
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Miner's prayer is dedicated to the memory of luther tibbs. A kentucky coal miner for 40 years, and my grandpa. When the whistle blows each morning And i walk down in that cold, dark mine I say a prayer to my dear savior Please let me see the sunshine one more time Chorus: When oh when will it be over When will i lay these burdens down And when i die, dear lord in heaven Please take my soul from 'neath that cold dark ground I still grieve for my poor brother And i still hear my dear old mother cry When late that night they came and told her He'd lost his life down in the big shoal mine Chorus: When oh when will it be over When will i lay these burdens down And when i die, dear lord in heaven Please take my soul from 'neath that cold dark ground I have no shame, i feel no sorrow If on this earth not much i own I have the love of my sweet children An old plow mule, a shovel and a hoe Chorus: When oh when will it be over When will i lay these burdens down And when i die, dear lord in heaven Please take my soul from 'neath that cold dark ground Yeah, when i die, dear lord in heaven Please take my soul from 'neath that cold dark ground |
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| 10. |
| 3:13 |
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Heartache Number One was when you left me
I never knew that I could hurt this way Heartache Number Two was when you came back again You came back and never meant to stay [Chorus] Now I've got heartaches by the number Troubles by the score Everyday you love me less Each day I love you more Now I've got heartaches by the number A love that I can't win But the day that I stop counting That's the day my world will end Heartache Number Three was when you called me And told me you was coming to stay With hoping heart I waited for your knock on the door I waited but you must have lost your way [Chorus] Now I've got heartaches by the number A love that I can't win But the day that I stop counting That's the day my world will end Ah the day that I stop counting That's the day my world will end |
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