I didn't fail I gave a tryin' tryin' to hold you to me. I let you go we'll say goodbye but don't leave the leaving up to me. Our great love we had is over all we cherished is gone.
Beggars can't be choosers anyhow. Here I am I'm waiting at your feet again hoping that a crumb of love might fall. Wishing you'd give all your love to me but then beggars can't be choosers after all.
Every night and every day you go on the same old way. Do you have to keep reminding me he's gone now. And you're saying I was wrong but I knew that all along.
(All you add is love). Take the cottage (take the cottage) any cottage by the side of the road. And you like it (yes you like it) so you buy it it's the house that you own.
I got ten toy soldiers for Billy Joe I got coloring book for Sue. I got a little toy train for Danny boy and a cowboy suit for Loui. I got a talkin' baby doll for Cindy I got a pair o'roller skates for Jane.
Hello Mrs Johnson you self righteous woman. Sunday School teacher what brings you out slummin'. Do you reckon the preacher would approve where you are.
Just between the two of us we know our love is gone. People think it's wonderful our love can be so true. You never say an angry word no matter what I do.
(Verse One). On a hill far away, stood an old rugged Cross. The emblem of suffering and shame. And I love that old Cross, where the dearest and best. For a world of lost sinners was slain..
[Merle]. Far to sense you'd up and leave that's what you say. Don't you know that the road can run both ways. . [Bonnie]. Well I'm so sure before each other we're all wrong.
I was standing by my window,. On one cold and cloudy day. When I saw an old hearse come rolling. For to carry my mother away. . Will the circle be unbroken.
Her real first name was Betty but I'd rather just forget it. So I'll call her the First Mrs Jones. We were married in September and it lasted till November.
Her real first name was Betty but I'd rather just forget it. So I'll call her the First Mrs Jones. We were married in September and it lasted till November.
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 reached out my arms and I touched you with soft words I whispered your name. I held you right on the tip of my fingers oh but that was as close as I came.
What stations are the buttons on your radio on. Do you sleep late Saturdays or get up at dawn. Do you prefer fiddles or violins. And have you given any thoughts to how a lifetime of love begins.
Our divorce has been granted there's no more you and me. You don't care any longer what I think. You gave me so much money if I'd let you go free. And I cried all the way to the bank.
Last night I was goin' to the closet and on the rack with my dresses. I found the shirt he'd worn when he held me in his arms for the very last time. The shirt I knew that he'd never wear again.
I reached out my arms and I touched you. With soft words I whispered your name. I held your love on the tips of my fingers. But that was as close as I came.
Boys we're living in a brave new world. Let me tell you what I've learned about girls. In this age of high tech and state of the art. When it comes to love you've still gotta talk to her heart.
Boys we're living in a brave new world. Let me tell you what I've learned about girls. In this age of high tech and state of the art. When it comes to love you've still gotta talk to her heart.