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from Porter Wagoner - RCA Country Legends (2002)
There's a legend about a church in our town the steeple so high seen for miles around
Look on the hill and you'll realize the steeple's too big for the churches size
It seemes it was a long time ago when this church had no steeple
Just four walls and the roof overhead sheltered the humble people
But the money was short cause the times were bad
They had to get along on what they had
Just good simple people praying for a steeple
About this time when spring was near a man of weath and his sweetheart dear
Made their plans for the bells to ring they would wed on the first of spring
So this man of wealth and his true love dear named the wedding hours
They would wed in the little church the one that had no towers
But he was the kind and generous man he told his true love of his plan
How to build a steeple for these good people
Yes they'll have their steeple the bells there will ring
They'll ring for our wedding on the first day of spring
But they say death comes like a thief and soon his heart was filled with grief
One week before the wedding day he learned his love has passed away
Inspite of his grief and broken heart he kept the promise given
I'll build the steeple so my love can hear the bells in heaven
And then he built the steeple there the tallest one in all the land
That's how the people got their steeple
Well that is the reason the steeple lives so high
And how the bells ring louder when springtime is nigh
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from Dolly Parton, Porter Wagoner - Duets (2008)
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from Dolly Parton, Porter Wagoner - Duets (2008)
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from Dolly Parton, Porter Wagoner - Duets (2008)
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from Dolly Parton, Porter Wagoner - Duets (2008)
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from Dolly Parton, Porter Wagoner - Duets (2008)
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from Dolly Parton, Porter Wagoner - Duets (2008)
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from Dolly Parton, Porter Wagoner - Duets (2008)
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from Porter Wagoner - RCA Country Legends (2002)
Oh mama I'm excited I'm almost out of breath
What I saw the light that made me run myself to death
I was on the mountain side when I looked down below
And glory be I thought I'd better come and let you know
We got company comin' company comin' we got company comin' up the road
They're down the road about a mile they'll be here in a little while
There's company comin' up the road
Well Granny change your apron and Willie shine your shoes
Sally put your new dress on we got no time to lose
I'll go find a welcome mat and spread it out with cheer
I don't know yet just who they are can't pick 'em out from here
But we got company comin' company comin' we got company comin' up the road
They're comin' up the mountain side Susie don't you run and hide
There's company comin' up the road
We'll run out to the henhouse and wring a neck or two
We'll have chicken and dumplings and some yellow gravy too
Grandpa get your fiddle down they might want a tune
Everybody hurry cause them folks will be here soon
We got company comin' company comin' we got company comin' up the road
Let them all shout out aloud they'll be here in a minute now
There's company comin' down the road
Oh we got company comin' company comin' we got company comin' up the road
Let them all shout out aloud they'll be here in a minute now
There's company comin' down the road
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from Porter Wagoner - RCA Country Legends (2002)
How many times have you heard someone say
If I had his money I could do things my way
But little they know that is so hard to find one rich man in ten with a satisfied mind
Once I was waiting in fortune and fame
Everything that I dreamed for to get a start in life's game
But suddenly it's 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 lonely or a love that's grown cold
The wealthiest person is a proper at times compared to the man with a satisfied mind
When life has ended my time has run out
My friends and my loved ones I'll leave there's no doubt
But there's one thing for certain when it comes my time
I'll leave this old world with a satisfied mind
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from Porter Wagoner - RCA Country Legends (2002)
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from Porter Wagoner - RCA Country Legends (2002)
Midnight I've spent another lonely day thinkin' of you
Midnight tomorrow is on its way empty and blue
I'm so lonely so lonely at midnight for you
Midnight oh what a lonely time to weep I ought to know
Midnight I should have been fast asleep hours ago
Still I'm crying I'm crying I'm crying cause I miss you so
[ guitar ]
Midnight I lie in the bed and stare at nothing at all
Wondering wondering why you don't care wishing you'd call
Tears keep flowing like drops from the waterfall
Midnight I've spent another...
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from Porter Wagoner - RCA Country Legends (2002)
So break out the bottle bring on the crowd
Just gather round me cause misery loves a company
I've just left my home friends where I couldn't sleep
For missin' a woman that I couldn't keep
She just walked out and left me for somebody else
Now her memory keeps hauntin' me when I'm by myself
So break out the bottle bring on the crowd
Tell funny stories turn the jukebox up loud
Come on sit at my table where the drinks are on me
Just gather round me cause misery loves company
Now I'm not the first one who's lost everything
To a false hearted woman with a false hearted dream
But this is the first time I've suffered myself
Help me get over this love I'll get over next love all by myself
So break out the bottle...
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from Porter Wagoner - RCA Country Legends (2002)
In tomorrow's newspaper you'll read about me but they won't tell the story I know
For they'll only say he plunged yesterday to the cold dark waters below
I guess it all started the day we first met you promised that you'd love me so
And I never thought it would end in regret in the cold dark waters below
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In a moment I'll ride on the drift of the tide and I hope your conscience hurts so
All the tears that I've cried will be easy to hide in the cold dark waters below
Now I hear them running to try and stop me they're shouting oh don't let him go
But it's far too late and I'll soon meet my fate in the cold dark waters below
In the cold dark waters below
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from Dolly Parton, Porter Wagoner - Duets (2008)
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from Porter Wagoner - RCA Country Legends (2002)
The old hometown looks the same
As I step down from the train
There to meet me is my Mama and Papa
And down the road I look, and there runs Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherry
It's good to touch the green green grass of home
Yes they've all come to meet me
Arms a-reaching, smiling sweetly
It's good to touch the green green grass of home
The old house is still standing
Though the paint is cracked and dry
There's that old oak tree that I used to play on
And down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherry
It's good to touch the green green grass of home
Then I awake and look around me
At these four grey walls that surround me
And I realize that I was only dreaming
For there's a guard and a sad old heartbreak
Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak
When again I'll touch the green green grass of home
They'll all come to see me
In the shade of that old oak tree
As they lay me 'neath the green green grass of home
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from Porter Wagoner - RCA Country Legends (2002)
My baby left me this morning wore her brand new walking shoes
I don't know where she is going everything she touches is the blues
Wonder what she'll name our baby someone else is helping her to choose
I only know my heart is broken everything she touches is the blues
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Yes my baby left me...
Everything she touches is the blues
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from Porter Wagoner - RCA Country Legends (2002)
The one I love don't want me hanging round
All she does is put me on and put me down
Tonight she's with a stranger at a party in her home
And I'm here at a tavern gettin' stoned
Cause if I gotta go I'll go down swinging
Where there's lights and laughter booze and blonds and a lot of sad sad singing
I'll sober up tomorrow and cry all day I know
At least I'll go down swinging what a swinging way to go
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I dance with all the girls and buy the wine
Play the jukebox till I'm down to my last dime
She thinks she made a fool of me by loving someone else
She should see me make a fool out of myself
Cause if I gotta go...
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from Porter Wagoner - RCA Country Legends (2002)
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from Porter Wagoner - RCA Country Legends (2002)
I'm just askin' you to listen not to understand these confessions of a broken man
I don't know where my story starts or I'd go back to them
All I know it's a sad sad tale so for it has no end
I know I drank too much though I didn't take thirst
Oh I'd have a beer or two and it just seemed to go from bad to worse
Then one day I noticed my money was goin' out faster than it was comin' in
And I got scared and I started gamblin' and I'm the kind that just never seems to win
I had a woman guess every man does and every man thinks his is the best mine was
Stuck by me through thick and thin till it just got too thin I guess
She walked in one day and said she had believed me
I could've sworn I saw big tear in her eye
I heard the other day that she got married again I hope he treats her better than I
Well if you get me idea that I'm some son of a bum you're catchin' on pretty fast
And if you wonder if I've turned into a wino
For these are all my fingerprints on this glass
I've been sittin' in this bar since they opened up this mornin'
And it's almost time to close tonight
I guess it's about time to go find me a gutter tuck myself in tonight
Where does a man go when he's already on the bottom
It's really not much choise he's got
Either picks hisself up and tries again or just lays back down to rot
No life starts out to be like mine pain is never planned
And yet here I sit with nothing in the world but these confessions of a broken man
I'm just askin' you to listen not to understand these confessions of a broken man
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