Frankie Laine

Cheatin', cheatin', cheatin'

Your cheatin' heart will make you weep
You'll cry and cry, you gonna try to sleep
But sleep won't come the whole night through
Your cheatin' heart is gonna tell on you

When tears come down like falling rain
You gonna toss around, you gonna call my name
You gonna walk the floor just the way I do
Your cheatin' heart is gonna tell on you

Cheatin', cheatin', cheatin'

When tears come down like falling rain
You gonna toss around, you gonna call my name
You gonna walk the floor just the way I do
(You walk the floor the way I do)
Your cheatin' heart is gonna tell on you
(Your cheatin' heart, your cheatin' heart tells on you)

Till I became a wanted man,
I never owned a gun,
But now they hunt me like a mountain cat,
And I'm always, always, always on the run

I killed poor Jed Bryant
In a bad Laredo fight,
Killed him with my bare hands
For the girl I loved that night.
Jed's brother's out to get me,
He's comin' with a gang
I'd rather shoot it out, by God, than let 'em see me hang

Bullet in my shoulder,
Blood runnin' down my vest,
Twenty in the posse,
And they're never gonna let me rest.

Till I became a wanted man,
I never owned a gun,
But now they hunt me like a mountain cat,
And I'm always, always, always on the run

Spangles on her red dress
Laughter in her voice,
When he tried to put his hands on her
My heart left me no choice.
But was she really worth it?
I guess I'll never know,
She'll be drinkin' someone else's rye when I'm six feet below.

Bullet in my shoulder,
Blood runnin' down my vest,
Twenty in the posse,
And they're never gonna let me rest.

Till I became a wanted man,
I never owned a gun,
But now they hunt me like a mountain cat,
And I'm always, always, always on the run.

Till I became a wanted man,
I never owned a gun,
But now they hunt me like a mountain cat,
And I'm always, always, always on the run

I killed poor Jed Bryant
In a bad Laredo fight,
Killed him with my bare hands
For the girl I loved that night.
Jed's brother's out to get me,
He's comin' with a gang
I'd rather shoot it out, by God, than let 'em see me hang

Bullet in my shoulder,
Blood runnin' down my vest,
Twenty in the posse,
And they're never gonna let me rest.

Till I became a wanted man,
I never owned a gun,
But now they hunt me like a mountain cat,
And I'm always, always, always on the run

Spangles on her red dress
Laughter in her voice,
When he tried to put his hands on her
My heart left me no choice.
But was she really worth it?
I guess I'll never know,
She'll be drinkin' someone else's rye when I'm six feet below.

Bullet in my shoulder,
Blood runnin' down my vest,
Twenty in the posse,
And they're never gonna let me rest.

Till I became a wanted man,
I never owned a gun,
But now they hunt me like a mountain cat,
And I'm always, always, always on the run.

See them tumbling down
Pledging their love to the ground
Lonely but free I'll be found
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds

Cares of the past are behind
Nowhere to go but I'll find
Just where the trail will wind
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds

I know when night has gone
That a new world's born at dawn

I'll keep rolling along
Deep in my heart is a song
Here on the range I belong
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds

Drifting, on and on
Moving, on and on
Wandering, on and on

See them tumbling down
Pledging their love to the ground
Lonely but free I'll be found
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds

Cares of the past are behind
Nowhere to go but I'll find
Just where the trail will wind
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds

I know when night has gone
That a new world's born at dawn

I'll keep rolling along
Deep in my heart is a song
Here on the range I belong
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds

Drifting, on and on
Moving, on and on
Wandering, on and on

I was just minding my business
Life was a beautiful song
Didn't have a care nor worry
Then you had to come along
I fell in love with you first time
I looked into them there eyes
You've got a certain lil' cute way of flirtin'
With them there eyes
They make me feel happy, they make me blue
No stallin'
I'm fallin'
Going in a big way for sweet little you
My heart is jumpin'
You sure started somethin'
With them there eyes
You'd better watch them if you're wise
They sparkle, they bubble
They're gonna get you in a whole lot of trouble
You're overworkin' 'em
There's danger lurkin' in
Them there eyes
Maybe you think I'm just flirtin'
Maybe you think I'm all lies
Just because I get romantic when I gaze in
Them there eyes
I fell in love with you first time
I looked into them there eyes
You've got a certain lil' cute way of flirtin'
With them there eyes
They make me feel happy, they make me blue
No stallin'
I'm fallin'
Going in a big way for sweet little you
My heart is jumpin'
You sure started somethin'
With them there eyes
You'd better watch them if you're wise
They sparkle
They bubble
They're gonna get you in a whole lot of trouble
You're overworkin' 'em
There's danger lurkin' in
Them there eyes

It was Tiger Wilson versus Kid McCoy
In the summer of ninety-three
Now the Kid was everybody's pride and joy
Just as game as a kid could beAnd his darlin' Bess was in the second row
She was prayin' with all her might
Sayin, "Kid, we need that little bungalow
Oh, you've just gotta win tonight"Come on, Kid, come on, Kid
Let's hit him with a left and a right
Go on, Kid, go on, Kid
But how were they to know it was the Kid's last fight
(But how were they to know it was the Kid's last fight)Now the Kid had fever to the very bone
But nobody would ever guess
He was in there fightin' on his heart alone
Cause he just had to win for BessOh, the Kid was battered, the Kid was floored
But the count never got to ten
Though his brain was reelin' when the people roared
He was up on his feet againCome on, Kid, come on, Kid
Let's hit him with a left and a right
Go on, Kid, go on, Kid
But how were they to know it was the Kid's last fight
(But how were they to know it was the Kid's last fight)Said the Tiger, scowlin', don't you know you're through
I can whip you just like a child
I'm gonna take the fight and take your woman too
When he heard that the Kid went wildSaid the Kid, "For that I'll tear you limb from limb"
And he sprang like an angry colt
He said a punch a-flyin at the Tiger's chin
Knocked him out like a thunderboltCome on, Kid, come on, Kid
Let's hit him with a left and a right
Go on, Kid, go on, Kid
But how were they to know it was the Kid's last fight
(But how were they to know it was the Kid's last fight)To the crowd that saw it there was little doubt
That the Kid was a champ that night
But the champ would never have another bout
Twas the fever that won the fightGather round, I'm bettin' even money folks
There's a bell soundin' way up high
And the champ is climbin' through the golden ropes
Of the Big Ring up in the skyCome on, Kid, come on, Kid
Let's hit him with a left and a right
Go on, Kid, go on, Kid
But how were they to know it was the Kid's last fight

I want to ride again on the 3.10 to yuma
That's where I saw my love
The girl with the golden hair
Not a word between us was spoken
No the silence never was broken
But before she left her eyes said a sad goodbye
Sad am I sad am I
To think of the chance that I missed
I could cry to think of the lips left unkissed

Perhaps she'll ride again on the 3.10 to yuma
And I can meet my love and tell her how much I care
Though I have no reason to go there
And there's not a soul that I know there
When the 3.10 to yuma leaves if I have the fare
I'll be there I'll be there I'll be there

-Artist: Frankie Laine as sung on "Frankie Laine's Greatest Hits"
-Columbia CS 8636
-peak Billboard position
4 in 1947
-Words and Music by Carroll Loveday and Helmy Kresa

To spend one night with you
In our old rendezvous
And reminisce with you
That's my desire

To meet where gypsies play
Down in that dim caf?br> And dance till break of day
That's my desire

We'll sip a little glass of wine
And I'll gaze into your eyes divine
I'll feel the touch of your lips
Pressing on mine

To hear you whisper low
Just when it's time to go
"Cheri, I love you so"
"You're my desire"

To hear you whisper low
Just when it's time to go
"Cheri, I love you so"
"You're my desire"

You're my desire

-Artist: Frankie Laine as sung on "Frankie Laine's Greatest Hits"
-Columbia CS 8636
-peak Billboard position
4 in 1947
-Words and Music by Carroll Loveday and Helmy Kresa

To spend one night with you
In our old rendezvous
And reminisce with you
That's my desire

To meet where gypsies play
Down in that dim caf?br> And dance till break of day
That's my desire

We'll sip a little glass of wine
And I'll gaze into your eyes divine
I'll feel the touch of your lips
Pressing on mine

To hear you whisper low
Just when it's time to go
"Cheri, I love you so"
"You're my desire"

To hear you whisper low
Just when it's time to go
"Cheri, I love you so"
"You're my desire"

You're my desire

Up in the mornin'
Out on the job
Work like the devil for my pay
But that lucky old sun got nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day.Fuss with my woman, toil for my kids
Sweat till I'm wrinkled and gray
While that lucky old sun got nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all dayDear Lord above, can't you know I'm pining, tears all in my eyes
Send down that cloud with a silver lining, lift me to ParadiseShow me that river, take me across
Wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothing to do
But roll around heaven all day
Send down that cloud with a silver lining, lift me to ParadiseShow me that river, take me across
Wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothing to do
But roll around heaven all day

Up in the mornin'
Out on the job
Work like the devil for my pay
But that lucky old sun got nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day.Fuss with my woman, toil for my kids
Sweat till I'm wrinkled and gray
While that lucky old sun got nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all dayDear Lord above, can't you know I'm pining, tears all in my eyes
Send down that cloud with a silver lining, lift me to ParadiseShow me that river, take me across
Wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothing to do
But roll around heaven all day
Send down that cloud with a silver lining, lift me to ParadiseShow me that river, take me across
Wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothing to do
But roll around heaven all day

Up in the mornin'
Out on the job
Work like the devil for my pay
But that lucky old sun got nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day.Fuss with my woman, toil for my kids
Sweat till I'm wrinkled and gray
While that lucky old sun got nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all dayDear Lord above, can't you know I'm pining, tears all in my eyes
Send down that cloud with a silver lining, lift me to ParadiseShow me that river, take me across
Wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothing to do
But roll around heaven all day
Send down that cloud with a silver lining, lift me to ParadiseShow me that river, take me across
Wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothing to do
But roll around heaven all day

Well I woke up Sunday morning
With no way to hold my head
That didn't hurt
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't
Bad so I had one more for dessert

Then I fumbled through my closet
For my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt
And I shaved my face
And combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs
To meet the day

I'd smoked my brain the night before
With cigarettes and songs
That I've been pickin'
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
Cussin' at a can that he was kickin

Then I crossed the empty street and
Caught the sunday smell
Of someone fryin chicken
And it took me back to something
That I'd lost somehow
Somewhere along the way

On the sunday morning sidewalk
Wishing lord that I was stoned
Cause there's something in a sunday
That makes a body feel alone
And there's nothing short of dying
Half as lonesome as the sound
On the sleeping city sidewalk
Sunday morning coming down

In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughing little girl
He was swingin
And I stopped beside the Sunday school
And listened to the song
That they were singing

Then I headed back for home
And somewhere far away
A lonely bell was ringing
And it echoed thru the canyon like
The disappearing dreams of yesterday

On the sunday morning sidewalk
Wishing lord that I was stoned
Cause therels something in a sunday
That makes a body feel alone
And there's nothing short of dying
Half as lonesome as the sound
On the sleeping city sidewalk
Sunday morning coming down

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Written By KRISTOFFERSON, KRIS
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SIXTEEN TONS.

SOME PEOPLE SAY A MAN IS MADE OUT OF MUD
A POOR MAN'S MADE OUT OF MUSCLE AND BLOOD
MUSCLE AND BLOOD AND SKIN AND BONE
A MIND THAT'S WEAK AND A BACK THAT'S STRONG

YOU LOAD SIXTEEN TONS, AND WHAT DO YOU GET
ANOTHER DAY OLDER AND DEEPER IN DEBT
SAY BROTHER DON'T YOU CALL ME 'COS I CAN'T GO
I OWE MY SOUL TO THE COMPANY STORE

I WAS BORN ONE MORNING WHEN THE SUN DIDN'T SHINE
I PICKED UP MY SHOVEL AND I WALKED TO THE MINE
I LOADED SIXTEEN TONS OF NUMBER NINE COAL
AND THE STRAW BOSS SAID 'WELL BLESS MY SOUL'

I WAS BORN ONE MORNING IT WAS DRIZZLING RAIN
FIGHTING AND TROUBLE ARE MY MIDDLE NAME
I WAS RAISED IN CANE-BRAKE BY AN OLD MAMMA LION
CAN'T NO HIGH TONED WOMAN MAKE ME WALK THE LINE

IF YOU SEE ME COMING BETTER STEP ASIDE
A LOTTA MEN DIDN'T AND A LOTTA MEN DIED
ONE FIST OF IRON THE OTHER OF STEEL
IF THE RIGHT ONE DON'T GET YOU THEN THE LEFT ONE WILL.