She only likes big parties with folks of social fame. She knows them all the big and small even calls them by first names. But there's no place for me in that world where she spends all her time.
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Ev'rybody's lonesome for somebody else. But nobody's lonesome for me. Ev'rybody's thinkin' 'bout somebody else. But nobody thinks about me. When the time rolls around for me to lay down and die.
Writer/s hank williams-mel foree-curly williams (no relation to hank). Key of e. . (e) took my gal to the picture show, just the other (b7) day,. But (e) when I tried to (a) hold her hand,.
[C] No one will ever know [F] my heart is [C] breaking. Al[G]though a million teardrops start to [C] flow. I'll cry myself to sleep [F] and wake up [C] smiling.
Recorded by hank williams, sr.. Words and music by joe earls. . [e] I went to the old home --- where I [a] once used to [e] roam. And all of my friends --- had [f#] ev'ryone [b7] gone.
Now look here Joe, quit acting smart. Stop being that old brazen sort. Don't you go sellin' this country short. No, no Joe. . Just because you think you've found.
Next Sunday, darling is my birthday. A day that should be free from care. Best wishes and congratulations. But only sorrow fills the air. . While friends are singing happy birthday.
Next Sunday, darling is my birthday. A day that should be free from care. Best wishes and congratulations. But only sorrow fills the air. . While friends are singing happy birthday.
NEVER BEEN SO LONESOME. WRITER HANK WILLIAMS. . Now the day you left and went away. The mean ole blues walked in to stay. I feel like a child without a home.
(Hand Williams). . (Oh you) know that I've come back and we've tried it o'er. (But) each time my dear it was worse than before. Now my heart is broke, it's sad and it's sore.
NEATH A COLD GRAY TOMB OF STONE. WRITERS HANK WILLIAMS, MEL FOREE. Passing by a lonesome graveyard. Everything I love is gone. Weeping as they lay my darling.
There's a lot of nothing in the words I know. but I keep on talking 'cause it feels like home. feels alright to be growing old. but growing old is just letting go.
Somebody stop her. the lifter. the runner. the girl with the gold in her mouth. . They caught her at london. waterloo station. strung up on a ferris wheel.
In a dream, I was untrue. Shot up in sweats and I knew it was you. All the while as I traced her spine. You tore up my head, through my peace of mind.
I can't live this way. Breaking all my rules again. Choking on my gin. You push 'til I give in. 'Til the loser always wins. . Somehow with his beckoning.
Woah. Nobody's home. I'm all alone. Guess I'll just sit here and stare at my phone. When I'm all alone. You don't even know. How bad i'd love to be alone with you.
Sometimes love feels like an empty room. It's cold and silent, you got nowhere to go. And sometimes the feeling's over way too soon. 'Til you find someone who tells you so.
You're gonna bleed. Break into pieces. You'll be prayin' to Jesus. You're gonna bleed. You're gonna cry. And you hope you will make it. Wonder if you can take it.
Late, late last night. I saw a face that touched my soul. I knew that the time was right. So I moved on in and said hello. . First we started talking.