Tonight I told all my friends goodbye. And I walked away so they wouldn't see me cry. And head for swingin' doors as fast as I can. For what love had done to me shouldn't happen to a man.
Last night all alone in a barroom. Met a girl with a drink in her hand. She had ruby red lips coal black hair and eyes. That would tempt any man. . Then she came and sat down at my table.
How many roads must a man walk down. Before they call him a man?. How many seas must a white dove sail. Before she sleeps in the sand?. . And how many times must the cannonballs fly.
When you told me one of those impersonal tales. I really fell for you, it really never fails. But what you gave me when you gave me nothing at all. Was just a broken heart, you broke it in the fall.
(Where could I go but to the Lord). Living below in this old sinful world hardly a comfort can afford. Striving alone to face temptation sore where could I go but to the Lord.
SOUL SONG. (Billy Sherrill - Norro Wilson - George Richey). '72 Algee Music. . Mhm mhm mhm. You're my soul song my everything-that-I-do song. My pick-me-up-when-I'm-blue song that's why I sing all the time.
Last night all alone in a barroom met a girl with a drink in her hand. She had ruby red lips and coal black hair and eyes that would tempt any man. Then she came and sat down at my table and as she placed her soft hand in mine.
You need a man to get lost it. With a heart big enough to roam. No more fences for you to look through. With your heart caught in a strangle hold. I've got a love full of wide open spaces.
You need a man to get lost in. With a heart big enough to roam. No more fences for you to look through. With your heart caught in a strangle hold. I've got a love full of wide open spaces.
How many roads must a man walk down. Before they call him a man?. How many seas must a white dove sail. Before she sleeps in the sand?. How many times must the cannon balls fly.
Last night, all alone in a bar room,. Met a girl with a drink in her hand,. She had ruby red lips and coal black hair.. And eyes that would tempt any man..
Living below in this old sinful world. Hardly a comfort can afford. Striving alone to face temptation sore. Where could I go but to the Lord. . Where could I go, oh, where could I go.
I can't sleep, 'cause I won't wake up again. I can't read but the writing's on the wall. I lied but I told the truth again. Got so much, I got nothing.
Sometimes it's hard to be a woman. Giving all your love to just one man. you have good times you have bad times. doing things that you don't understand.
Here's a song I love to sing it's about the man that wears my ring. And even though he's tempted he knows I'll make sure that he gets everything. Cause when he's cold he knows I'm warm and I warm him in my arms.
Now love is pourin' through the window, comin' in the door. I can feel it creepin' through the cracks in the floor. Bouncin' off the walls and the ceilin' up above.