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Sometimes it's hard to be a woman
Giving all your love to just one man You'll have bad times, and he'll have good times Doin' things that you don't understand But if you love him, you'll forgive him Even though he's hard to understand And if you love him, oh be proud of him 'Cause after all he's just a man. Stand by your man, give him two arms to cling to And something warm to come to When nights are cold and lonely. Stand by your man, and show the world you love him Keep giving all the love you can. Stand by your man. Stand by your man, and show the world you love him Keep giving all the love you can. Stand by your man. |
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Written by Eddie Miller & W.S. Stevenson
(As released by Patsy Cline February 5, 1956) Down in Dallas, near the Palace I met a boy who was so cute I loved his huggin', I loved his kissin' As we sat in his little red coupe. He said, tell me, confidentially How much do you love me Well, I thought awhile and then I smiled And this is what I told him, don'tcha see. I love you honey, I love your money I love your automobile I love you baby, I don't mean maybe You're the sweetest thing on wheels. I love your kisses, I wouldn't miss it No matter how I feel I love you honey, I love your money Most of all I love your automobile. --- Instrumental --- Down in Dallas, near the Palace I met a boy who was so cute I loved his huggin', I loved his kissin' As we sat in his little red coupe. He said, tell me, confidentially How much do you love me Well, I thought awhile and then I smiled And this is what I told him, don'tcha see. I love you honey, I love your money I love your automobile I love you baby, I don't mean maybe You're the sweetest thing on wheels. I love your kisses, I wouldn't miss it No matter how I feel I love you honey, I love your money Most of all I love your automobile... Most of all I love your automobile... |
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Have you ever heard a love song that you didn't understand
Well you've met her in a teahouse on the Island of Japan And have you ever traveled over a many thousand miles To see a pretty Geisha girl dressed in Oriental style They read it in the Tea Leaves and it's written in the sand I found love by the heartful in the foreign distant land Tell the homefolks that I'm happy with someone that's true I know I love a pretty Geisha girl where the ocean breezes blow I have stood and watched the sunrise from the waters of the sea And wondered how much beauty in this whole world can there be My dreams are all worth dreaming and it makes my life worth while To see my pretty Geisha girl dressed in Oriental style They read it in the Tea Leaves... |
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There was a time we'd sit in the backyard cause the house would get so hot
From the summer sun there was no way of sleepin' And you'd play your old guitar we'd fight mosquitos and enjoy You backyard concerts for we had no television We'd just begun our life as man and wife and hardships then Could scarcely scare us into quittin' Things were far from bein' fine we often dined upon a dime But there never was a time we didn't love And that Christmas brought our saddest days When your pride gave way when you told the kids There'd be no gifts cause we were broke Though their little tears of grief were so hard to see it didn't hurt me Like the lump I knew was in your throat It was then with arms entwined we both broke down and cried For it seemed like nothing good would ever come The doctor bills we couldn't pay they came and took our car away But there never was a time we didn't love Now there's an easy chair for my back a satin pillow for my head And the kids are wild about the brand new car You and I can order steak with all the trimmings and not worry If we've spent a dollar more than we can spare No wonder in our prayers we've thanked the man upstairs who led us through The years of raisin' kids and payin' bills And I think he guided us not because we were smart but just because There never was a time we didn't love No there never was a time never was a timethere never was a time we didn't love |
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I've been walkin' these streets so long
Singin' the same old song I know every crack in these dirty sidewalks of Broadway Where hustle's the name of the game And nice guys get washed away like the snow and the rain There's been a load of compromisin' On the road to my horizon But I'm gonna be where the lights are shinin' on me Like a rhinestone cowboy Riding out on a horse in a star-spangled rodeo Like a rhinestone cowboy Getting cards and letters from people I don't even know And offers comin' over the phone Well, I really don't mind the rain And a smile can hide all the pain But you're down when you're ridin' the train that's takin' the long way And I dream of the things I'll do With a subway token and a dollar tucked inside my shoe There'll be a load of compromisin' On the road to my horizon But I'm gonna be where the lights are shinin' on me Like a rhinestone cowboy Riding out on a horse in a star-spangled rodeo Rhinestone cowboy Gettin' cards and letters from people I don't even know And offers comin' over the phone Like a rhinestone cowboy Riding out on a horse in a star-spangled rodeo FADE Like a rhinestone cowboy Gettin' card and letters from people I don't even know |
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And I wake up in the mornin'
With my hair down in my eyes and she says "Hi" And I stumble to the breakfast table While the kids are goin' off to school??goodbye And she reaches out 'n' takes my hand And squeezes it 'n' says "How ya feelin', hon?" And I look across at smilin' lips That warm my heart and see my mornin' sun And if that's not lovin' me Then all I've got to say God didn't make little green apples And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime And there's no such thing as Doctor Seuss Or Disneyland, and Mother Goose, no nursery rhyme God didn't make little green apples And it don't rain in Indianapolis in the summertime And when my self is feelin' low I think about her face aglow and ease my mind Sometimes I call her up at home knowin' she's busy And ask her if she could get away and meet me And maybe we could grab a bite to eat And she drops what she's doin' and she hurries down to meet me And I'm always late But she sits waitin' patiently and smiles when she first sees me 'Cause she's made that way And if that ain't lovin' me Then all I've got to say God didn't make little green apples And it don't snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes And there's no such thing as make-believe Puppy dogs, autumn leaves 'n' BB guns God didn't make little green apples And it don't rain in Indianapolis |
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