To see me the world, I left my sweet girl And gave it a whirl, but now here I stand Alongside the road With holes in my soul and my shoes And beaucoups of blues
see me the world, i left my sweet girl And gave it a whirl but now here i stand, Along side the road with holes in my soul and my shoes And beaucoups of blues
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me the world, i left my sweet girl And gave it a whirl but now here i stand, Along side the road with holes in my soul and my shoes And beaucoups of blues
: (Larry Kingston and Fred Dycus) I brought her here from arkansas, A simple country girl, To try a californian way of life. But it didn't take her
: (Sorrells Pickard) Softly i search my mem'rys And hope i may find yesterday. And just like her, my thoughts wander And like her quietly slip away.
: (Bobby Pierce) There's a honky tonk in this town, They call the loser's lounge, And i guess i'm a charter member, you could say. Since love has turned
: (Sorrells Pickard) Patiently she stares down the runway, Today's the day that he is coming home. Seems like he's been gone a life time And a life
: (Richard Starkey) Waiting for you to come and see me, Waiting for you to come and see me, Where are you, My coochy, coochy, coochy, coochy, coo?
moves so slow when you're waiting. And it's not much fun When you let someone keep you waiting. But you had me and you've still got me Wond'ring what
: (Larry Kingston) Look at me now, ain't i a sight? Eyes bloody red, face puffy white. Hair tangled up and wrinkled old clothes, I'm a living example
: (Chuck Howard) You're so diff'rent from anyone i've ever known And to try to change you now, would be all wrong. Sometimes i don't understand ev'rything
: (Sorrells Pickard) Oooh...one, two... Mama, i guess you have stood and cursed The day i found that old guitar. When uncle harry died, The one we
couldn't be hurt more, Then you said goodbye. If talking now of other things, Would get you off my mind, I'd be talking all the time. Yeh, ringo'd be
: (Chuck Howard) Her mother wrote a letter, Said she thought it would be better If she would just stay gone. She knew of her condition, But she wouldn
(Sorrells Pickard) Oooh...one, two... Mama, i guess you have stood and cursed The day i found that old guitar. When uncle harry died, The one we found
