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Standin' on the corner of a busy street
Lookin' for your face in every crowd I meet Searchin' every honky tonk in this town Tryin' to find the places where you hang around Oh Lord I'm tired tired of living this a way Well I've been searchin' for you baby night and day Wonderin' if your love will ever come my way But time is runnin' out and I'm a slowin' down Tired of bein' just another hang around Oh Lord I'm tired tired of living this a way There ain't no happiness in anything I do I found myself so lonely when I'm not with you What makes you just a kinda girl a guy will love You've got so many others that you're thinking of Oh Lord I'm tired tired of living this a way Oh Lord I'm tired tired of living this a way |
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| 2. |
| 3:11 |
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Hold whatcha got, I'm a-coming home, baby
Hold whatcha got and I don't mean maybe Been a-thinking about you and I'm on my way Don't sell the house and don't wreck the car Stay there, honey, right where you are Hold whatcha got, I'm a-coming home to stay Well, in my mind, I can see That's a pretty good sign that I need you That's why I can't wait to get back home So squeeze yourself real good and tight And I'll be there before daylight Hold whatcha got, I'm a-coming home to stay Hold whatcha got, I'm a-coming home, baby Hold whatcha got and I don't mean maybe Been a-thinking about you and I'm on my way Don't sell the house and don't wreck the car Stay there, honey, right where you are Hold whatcha got, I'm a-coming home to stay Well, when I get back, honey, I ain't leaving I been too lonely, a little too much grieving When I get back, honey, this time I'm going to stay Well, we won't fuss and we won't fight And this time things are gonna be all right If you hold whatcha got, I'm a-coming home to stay Hold whatcha got, I'm a-coming home, baby Hold whatcha got and I don't mean maybe Been a-thinking about you and I'm on my way Don't sell the house and don't wreck the car Stay there, honey, right where you are Hold whatcha got, I'm a-coming home to stay Hold whatcha got, I'm a-coming home, baby Hold whatcha got and I don't mean maybe Been a-thinking about you and I'm on my way Don't sell the house and don't wreck the car Stay there, honey, right where you are Hold whatcha got, I'm a-coming home to stay Don't sell the house and don't wreck the car Stay there, honey, right where you are Hold whatcha got, I'm a-coming home to stay |
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| 3:00 | 
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| 3:35 |
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I've traveled every highway
Down every dusty road Beneath the silver moonlight I counted every star that shone I've seen all special places Everybody wants to see But there's no magic in the place, dear If you're not there with me Home is wherever you are Home is here in your arms With you love is safe and warm Home is wherever you are I've sung most every love song Even wrote some of my own I was born to be a dreamer And played this guitar till I'm gone But of all that I'm still learning One thing I know is true If home is where your heart is Then my home's here with you Home is wherever you are Home is here in your arms With you love is safe and warm Home is wherever you are Home is wherever you are Home is here in your arms With you love is safe and warm Home is wherever you are |
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| 2:56 |
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| 6. |
| 4:08 |
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Deep within my heart lies a melody
A song of old San Antone Where in dreams I live with a memory Beneath the stars all alone It was there I found beside the Alamo Enchantment strange as the blue up above A moonlit pass that only she would know Still hears my broken song of love Moon in all your splendor know only my heart Call back my rose, rose of San Antone Lips so sweet and tender like petals falling apart Speak once again of my love, my own. Broken song, empty words I know Still live in my heart all alone For that moonlit pass by the Alamo And Rose, my Rose of San Antone Deep within my heart lies a melody, A song of old San Antone Where in dreams I live with a memory Beneath the stars all alone It was there I found beside the Alamo Enchantment strange as the blue up above A moonlit pass that only she would know Still hears my broken song of love Moon in all your splendor know only my heart Call back my rose, rose of San Antone Lips so sweet and tender like petals falling apart Speak once again of my love, my own. Broken song, empty words I know Still live in my heart all alone For that moonlit pass by the Alamo And Rose, my Rose of San Antone |
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| 2:56 |
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| 8. |
| 3:30 |
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| 3:36 |
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I've sent bouquets for Mother's Day,
For Father's Day, a shirt and a card. While they came from the heart, They all fell short of saying how special you both are. It wasn't 'til I was up and gone, Married with a couple of kids of my own, Doing what mamas and daddies do, That I realized what I must have put you through. So thanks again for the love in the cradle, And all of the changes that kept me dry. And thanks again for the love at our table, And pattin' my bottom when I told you a lie. For takin' me fishin' and flyin' my kites, And tuckin' me in, yes, night after night: To my beautiful life-long friends, Hey, Mom and Daddy thanks again. I'm still a young man, least I think I am, But I'm watchin' my own hair turn gray. And your call last Sunday brought to mind, That I owe you a debt I can never repay. So thanks again for worryin' and waitin', When I started datin' on weekend nights. And thanks again for the help with my homework, And sittin' up with me till I got it right. Your car for the prom, your letters in 'Nam, But most of all, Daddy, for marryin' Mom: To my beautiful life long friends, Hey, Mom and Daddy thanks again. To my beautiful life long friends, Hey, Mom and Daddy thanks again. |
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| 3:41 |
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