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"Sittin' And Thinkin'"

"Sittin' And Thinkin'"



I got loaded last night on a bottle of gin
and I had a fight with my best girl friend
But when I'm drinkin' I am nobody's friend
Please baby wait for me until they let me out again
I know the same thing has happened before
And everytime it does I hate it more and more
But when I'm drinkin' I am nobody's friend
Please baby wait for me until they let me out again
Sittin' and just thinkin' bout you
If I didn't spend so much time sittin' and drinkin'
We'd still have the love that we once knew
Oh I won't promise that it won't happen again
But I can promise it'll be a long long time till then
Cause when I'm drinkin' I am nobody's friend
Please baby wait for me until they let me out again
Please baby wait for me until they let me out again
 
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"Soft Rain"

"Soft Rain"



Soft rain was falling when you told me goodbye
Thunder and lightning filled my heart inside
The love born in heaven had suddenly died
And the soft rain was teardrops for the angels all cried
If love can be perfect ours must have been
But perfection is always destroyed by men
The rain whispered softly a true love just died
And the soft rain was teardrops for the angels all cried

The rain started falling when you told me goodbye
And lightning came crashing from out of the sky
The sky that was bright blue turned slowly to grey
And the angels cried with me as you walked away
If love can be perfect ours must have been...
 
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"Softly And Tenderly"
(with Orch & Chorus)

"Softly And Tenderly"
(with Orch & Chorus)



Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling
Calling for you and for me
See on the portal he's waiting and watching
Watching for you and for me.

Come home, come home
Ye who are weary come home
Earnestly, tenderly Jesus is calling
Calling, oh sinner, come home.

(Why should we tarry when Jesus is pleading)
Pleading for you and for me
(Why should we linger and heed not his calling)
Calling for you and for me.

Come home, come home
Ye who are weary come home
Earnestly, tenderly Jesus is calling
Calling, oh sinner, come home...
 
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"Somewhere"

"Somewhere"



There's a place for us
Somewhere a place for us
He sent quiet and open air
Waits for us somewhere

There's a time for us
Someday a time for us
Time together with time to spare
Time to bear time to care

Someday, somewhere we'll find the new way of living
We'll find the way of forgiving
Somewhere there's a place for us
Somewhere a place for us

Hold my hand and I'll take you there
Hold my hand and I'll take you there
Somehow, someday, somewhere
 
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"Somewhere In Texas"

"Somewhere In Texas"



The city lights gave me that rambling fever
And I went out alone to chase my dreams
In my sleep at night her face still haunts me
And now I find my dreams are chasing me

And tonight somewhere out in Texas
They're dancing to a Bob Wills song
And my heart lies somewhere out in Texas
And Texas is calling me home

I've traveled many miles and many highways
Always looking for the rainbows end
Now I know it's waiting in my own backyard
And I'm heading home for Texas once again

And tonight somewhere out in Texas
They're dancing to a Bob Wills song
And my heart lies somewhere out in Texas
And Texas is calling me home

And Texas is calling me home
 
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"Spanish Eyes"

"Spanish Eyes"



Blue Spanish eyes teardrops are falling from your Spanis eyes
Please please don't cry this is just adios and not goodbye
Soon I'll return bringing you all the love your heart can hold
Please say si si say you and your Spanish eyes will wait for me

Blue Spanish eyes prettiest eyes in all of Mexico
Two Spanish eyes please smile for me once more before I go
Soon I'll return...
Say you and your Spanish eyes will wait for me
 
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"Still"

"Still"



Still, the night is black there's
Not a star that's worth its shine
Still, I'm leaning back here
Eating rhythm, sucking time
To my heart beating out sweet tattoos
On the thin skin of my soul
On the near side of the blues
Still, I pound the dents out
Of all the dreams that crash tonight
Still, I might make sense out
Of what went wrong, what didn't go right
And I might get the reason why the sun should rise so
Fast on those who wait to have some
Star fall in their eyes
Still I wave my hammer
To those who wait, who come, who go
Still I might not stammer
On words of love if I speak low
And now the dawn is filling up with birds so high and
Black the sun can't shine its way
Across the feathered sky
 
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"Stranger"

"Stranger"



With someone else perhaps in time I'll find a little peace of mind
And maybe someday I'll get over you
And if in time I hear your name it may be hard to bear the pain
But I'll go to a stranger before I'll come to you
For a stranger might show a little sympathy
And that's so much more than you have ever done for me
And to turn away from you won't be an easy thing to do
But I'll go to a stranger before I'll come to you
For a stranger might show...
I'll go to a stranger before I'll come to you
 
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"Sunday Morning Coming Down"

"Sunday Morning Coming Down"



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 desert

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

Well I'd smoke my brain the night before
With cigarettes and songs I'd been picking
But I lit my first and watched the small kid cursin'
At a can that he was kicking

Then I crossed the empty street
And caught the Sunday smell of someone frying 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
Makes a body feel alone

And there's nothing
(Sure)
Short of dying half as lonesome as a sound
On the sleeping city sidewalk
Sunday morning coming down

In the park I saw a daddy
With the laughing little girl that he was swinging
And I stopped beside a 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 through the canyons
Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday

On the Sunday morning sidewalk
Wishing Lord that I was stoned
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
Makes a body feel alone

And there's nothing
(Sure)
Short of dying half as lonesome as a sound
On the sleeping city sidewalk
Sunday morning coming down
 
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"Sweet Memories"

"Sweet Memories"



My world is like a river as dark as it is deep
Night after night the past slips in and gathers all my sleep
My days are just an endless stream of emptiness for me
Filled only by the fleeting moments of her memories
Sweet memories, sweet memories, I'm clinging to her memories

She slipped into the silence of my dreams last night
Wandering from room to room turning on each light
Her laughter spills like water from the river to the sea
I'm swept away from sadness clinging to her memories
Sweet memories, sweet memories, I'm clinging to her memories
 
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