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How many times have you heard someone say,
"If I had his money, I could do things my way." But little they know that it's so hard to find One rich man in Ten with a satisfied mind. Once I was winning in fortune and fame; Everything that I dreamed of to get a start in lifes game. But suddenly it happened, I lost every dime, But I'm richer by far with a satisfied mind. Money can't buy back your youth when you're old Or a friend when you're lonesome or a love that's grown cold; The wealthiest person is a pauper at times Compared to the man with a satisfied mind. When life is over, my time has run out, My friends and my loved ones I'll leave, there's no doubt. But one thing for certain, when it comes my time, I'll leave this old world with a satisfied mind. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By JACK RHODES, RED HAYES Lyrics © CARLIN AMERICA INC, WINDSWEPT HOLDINGS LLC |
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| 2. |
| 4:13 |
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Yes, she broke my heart again
(Fool for love) That's the way it's always been (Fool for love) It's a cryin' game If you play long enough It's a beautiful pain When you're a fool for love Fool, for love I tell myself that I don't care (Fool for love) But I keep hopin', she'll be there (Fool for love) It's a cryin' game If you play long enough You're slowly going insane When you're a fool for love Fool for love Fool for love Fool for love Fool for love Always thought I was so smart (Fool for love) Started thinkin' with my heart (Fool for love) It's a cryin' game If you play long enough Tears will fall down like rain When you're a fool for love Fool for love Fool for love Fool for love |
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| 2:55 |
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Written by Bobby Pinson and Trey Bruce
Well I hear there's a place somewhere down south Where you don't need a hook, to catch a small-mouth No rod, no reel, no bait, no doubt Just whistle from the bank and they all walk out And they say there's a town not far from here You can trade your debt, for gas and beer No boss, no rent, no sweat, no cares Where everybody is a millionaire If there ain't, there oughta be Just think, of the endless, possibilities A place where every day is Friday night With your arms wrapped up tight, around me If there ain't, there oughta be And I hear there's a book, that you can buy That'll paraphrase the meanin' of life What's love, why me, where's God, how high Word for word on why women cry If there ain't, there oughta be Just think, of the endless, possibilities A place where every day is Friday night With your arms wrapped up tight, around me If there ain't, there oughta be A place for me to make my dreams come true I wish, I wish, upon a star will do A fully fledged, foolproof guarantee If there ain't, there oughta be If there ain't, there oughta be Just think, of the endless, possibilities A place where every day is Friday night With your arms wrapped up tight, around me Well, if there ain't, there oughta be Well, if there ain't, there oughta be |
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| 4. |
| 3:32 |
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Dreamed aboutcha last night baby
Well you were lookin' for your man And my heart said I had to tell you Baby here I am And I don't look much like Prince Charming With Mississippi on my hands But if you want someone to hold you Baby here I am You know no one will love you better No one can move you like I can I ain't afraid to say forever So if you want a man I mean a man, well baby here I am And you know no one will love you better No one can move you like I can I ain't afraid to say forever So if you want a man I mean a man If you want a man Baby here I am Baby here I am I dreamed aboutcha last night baby |
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| 3:06 |
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Written by Dwayne Warwick
The sign says "Welcome to Nashville" From whatever road you've been down It seems like the first of the milestones For here is the city, the town It's a quaint, old mystical city Where legends and idols have stood It's a place, where dreams come to harbor A country boy's Hollywood But it's lonely at sundown in Nashville That's when beaten souls start to weep Each evening at sundown in Nashville They sweep broken dreams off the street You'll walk, down 16th to Broadway Into a world of heartache and pain Where hillbilly honky tonk angels Cry out, from the dark side of fame You'll find, some discarded love songs And tear stains all over the ground In a city where dreams get shattered And swept to the outskirts of town But it's lonely at sundown in Nashville That's when beaten souls start to weep Each evening at sundown in Nashville They sweep, broken dreams off the street They sweep, broken dreams off the street |
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| 2:55 |
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She was the finest lookin' woman, that I've ever seen
Looked like she stepped right off the cover of a glamor magazine I've never seen a girl like that in this country town The facts are black and white when she threw her arms around me I went crazy, we danced the hoochie-coochie The tide was rollin' in, I was drownin' in a sea of romance Then she popped the question in the back seat of my car "If I let you love me would you let me call you, George" I said, "Baby, baby, baby (Baby, baby, baby) Well, you can call me George Jetson, call me George Jones I'll be your Georgie-Porgie, all night long" How was I to know what I was in for I had it rockin' and a rollin' for a while, by George By, by, by, by George We bought a blue refrigerator, satellite and DVDs A cozy little couch and Motorola TV She loved to watch those pretty boys with California style Like a jealous Mickey Rooney, George Clooney drove her wild And I went crazy Well, she started growin' distant, I felt her discontent I couldn't make her happy with what I bought or spent Her heart grew as cold as the air in the Norge On which she left a note that read, "Bye George" And I said, "Baby, baby, baby", yeah (Baby, baby, baby) She called me George Jetson, she called me George Jones I was her Georgie-Porgie, now she's gone How was I to know what I was in for I had it rockin' and a rollin' for a while, by George By, by, by, by, by By, by, by, by, George |
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| 3:19 |
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Who'll buy my wheat, who'll buy my corn?
To feed my babies when they are born Seeds and dirt, a prayer for rain that I can use. I work the land, I watch the sky I talk to God and wonder why But it's the only life I know, these farmer's blues. (chorus) I see the seasons come and go Sending rain, fire, and snow. I'm at the mercy of it all, this life I choose. Sometimes I hang my head and cry When that evening train comes by. I wish it could take me far away These farmer's blues. The tractor's old, the fence is down Put on my suit and go to town. I ask for a loan and I know well they might refuse Back at home, still by my side The one I love is where it hides Waits for me to love away, these farmer's blues. (Repeat chorus) |
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| 3:11 |
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Written by Mike Henderson and Wally Wilson
Wishful thinkin', wishful thinkin' Only dreams that don't come true When that evenin' sun goes sinkin' Wishful thinkin', where are you A little voice inside convinced me Made me think she'd turn around But the deck was stacked against me By the time that deal went down That deal went down Wishful thinkin', wishful thinkin' Only dreams that don't come true When that evenin' sun goes sinkin' Wishful thinkin', where are you Lord, I wish I would have listened Listened to my second mind But those sweet lips I was kissin' Must have struck my reason blind My reason blind Wishful thinkin', wishful thinkin' Only dreams that don't come true When that evenin' sun goes sinkin' Wishful thinkin', where are you Where are you Where are you Honey, where are you (Wishful thinkin') (Wishful thinkin') (Wishful thinkin') (Wishful thinkin') |
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| 2:39 |
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I'd go lookin' for you, if you wanted me to
If you wanted me around And I'd go anywhere, as long as you were there If you wanted me around If you needed me, well baby there I'd be You know just where I can be found I'd be there with you, if you asked me to If you wanted me around If you needed me, well baby there I'd be You know just where I can be found I'd do all that I could, yeah, you know I would If you wanted me around If you wanted me around If you wanted me around |
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| 2:16 |
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I paid the bank note, the car note, an' yes, I paid the 'phone bill too
An' then I turned around an' I found that the house note's due Well, I'd love to take you out like I said I would, honey But there's too much month at the end of the money Well, I got a little favor I wanna ask of you, my love Why don't you find that hole in my pocket an' sew it up? Yeah, I thought I'd saved some but, you know, it's funny There's too much month at the end of the money All gone, oh heaven only knows All gone, oh where on earth it goes But it sure goes Well, sometimes I think it blows away I went down to the bank this mornin', 'bout half past nine Well, I was lookin' for a little somethin' in the credit line But the man said, "Look, what we got here, Sonny There's too much month at the end of the money" I'd love to take you out like I said I would, honey But there's too much month at the end of the money Too much month at the end of the money |
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| 4:25 |
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Mr. Uncle Josh. Would you kindly play me some deep southern blues on that hound-dog guitar there. Ah, now that's what I'm talkin' about. Yeah.
Marty Robbins - El Paso; Waylon Jennings - Ramblin' Man; Roger Miller - King of the Road; Merle Haggard - The Way I Am. Now that's what I'm talkin' about. Hank Jr. - Family Tradition; Willie Nelson - Angel Flyin' Too Close To The Ground; Ray Price - Crazy Arms; Johnny Cash - Sunday Morning Coming Down. Now that's what I'm talkin' about. Now that's what I'm talkin' about Plow that field, plant that seed Rock on brother, let your roots run deep Show 'em what you've got, make them all believers For God sake boy, tip your hat to the teacher Kris Kristofferson - Help Me Make It Through The Night; Bob Wills - Cherokee Maiden; Buck Owens - Tiger By The Tail; Hank Williams - goes without sayin'. Now that's what I'm dob Yes sir, that's what I'm talking about Plow that field, plant that seed Rock on brother, let your roots run deep Show 'em what you've got, make them all believers For God sake boy, tip your hat to the teacher Ernest Tubb - Waltz Across Texas; George Jones - White Lightning; Patsy Cline - Walkin' After Midnight; Tammy Wynette - Stand By Your Man. That's what I'm talkin' about. Dolly Parton, Loretta Lynn, Connie Smith, Johnny Paycheck, remember him - Take This Job and Shove It; Jimmie Rodgers, Acuff, and Monroe. We can't forget Cousin Minnie Pearl. But at night when I'm prayin' down on my knees, I thank God for Lester and Earl. Play it Earl, Scruggs that is Tip your hat to the teacher Tip your hat to the teacher |
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| 4:31 |
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I walked through the big yard, to feel the warm sunshine
A ninety-nine year man, stepped over to me He offered a smoke, and said as I rolled it "Tomorrow I'm goin', to break out and go free" "They feed us by sunlight, they watch us by spotlight But I know a way that a man can go free Down under my cell, I'm diggin' a tunnel The walls of a prison can never hold me" I told him that, I'd have no part of his scheming My time would be up, one year from today His eyes blazed with fire, and he looked right through me Bitter, but broken, again he did say "They feed us by sunlight, they watch us by spotlight But I know a way that a man can go free Down under my cell, I'm diggin' a tunnel The walls of a prison can never hold me" Next morning at breakfast, the old man was missing Then we all heard the rifles high up on the wall He'd gone through the tunnel, just like he had promised And they said he was crying, when they saw him fall They feed us by sunlight, they watch us by spotlight But I know a way that a man can go free Down under my cell, I'm diggin' a tunnel The walls of a prison can never hold me |
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