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Guy Mitchell lyrics

My Heart Cries For You

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Knee Deep In the Blues Guy Mitchell Peaked at # 16 in 1957 as a sort-of sequel to his Singin' the Blues (was written by the same man.)--Melvin Endsley Well, I've just been thinkin' things over How I have loved you for years My life just don't seem worth livin' Since you have left me in tears CHORUS My skies have all turned to gray now And I just walk the soles offa my shoes Since you've been gone my heart's broken And I'm just knee-deep in the blues Well, I've just been thinkin' things over How I have loved you for years My life just don't seem worth livin' Since you have left me in tears SECOND CHORUS: You ask me why I've been cryin' It's 'cause I've lost 'bout all I can lose Since you've been gone I've quit tryin' And I'm just knee-deep in the blues

Complicated

GOOD CHARLOTTE "Good Charlotte"
And we've been here for so many years, Still it seems as if you're not there (are you there), Every time I talk you turn away (do you care), Isn't dad an obligation to care, CHORUS And we've been here for so many years, So many years still it seems, So complicated, overrated, complicated this feeling is love, Well I came in the door, I said it before, I never let the stress get, Me down no more, giving thanks to the lord, and I pray every day, Giving shouts to my peeps and this is what we say, CHORUS You left us one little room with a black and white TV, One eviction notice and a bill for therapy, You're living all alone you're like a dog without a bone, You're living all alone 'cause you left us all at home, Well you had a second chance but you threw it all away, A fourth and fifth and sixth but that was yesterday, Now you're sitting at a bar just drowning in your tears, Lonely in the corner while everybody cheers, CHORUS Six dollars in your pocket one's a secret stash, Three's for alcohol and two's for cigarettes, CHORUS

Here We Go

PAT GREEN
Well up and at 'em, here we go I'm off again to the rodeo Sure got a lot of the little things on my mind Well, one's a song I just started writin' And the other's a girl I just finished fightin' She said it was me, but oh God, I just don't believe her If you wanna know where I'm a-coming from Just sit right there and I'll tell you, son This life I lead ain't as wonderful as it appears CHORUS: Yeah but I here I go again Singin' it in this dive Lonestar beer in my cereal And it's keepin' me alive I gave up on Nashville a long time ago Yeah, but here I go, Lord, once again, hereI go Now, I don't need to be too rich I'm just an old hard-headed son of a bitch My eyes are still set way back on my glory days Back in the time of the Dukes of Hazzard I was listenin' to Willie and old Merle Haggard Smilin' just a little as I poked along in my truck There's a lot of poor folks in my situation With the years of heartache and frustration Kinda watching as the dreams turn into years CHORUS Let me tell you folks, it don't really matter That beer you're drinkin' never really makes you any fatter It's all those nights on the couch with a TV dinner After twelve years with the Copenhagen Well, I finally found out that I was mistaken It's not gonna be something to add the years to my life Yeah, and that's why I'm still dippin' it today And each and every morning I hear Mama say, 'Well that stuff's gonna kill you if the women don't get you first!' CHORUS

Dreamboat Annie

HEART "Dreamboat Annie"
In the quiet afternoon you left and went down into town And I just watched the empty road behind you Where the fog lies kissing the mountainside You want to be sleeping, deep inside Believing that the hungry world won't find you Well, that's just fine, that's just fine You've got to believe and I don't know, I don't know What I believe anymore Or whether to leave, or whether to stay Or what I can say To make you know How deep it goes Somebody turned on the dirty blues I know you don't like the blues Cause the words are always the same And they kind of remind you Somebody turned the blues on me I don't like the blues cause I can't see Through the tears that come and make it hard to find you Come on down Come on down You've got to come lay down here and say those things Those warm things, right here in my ear The times that you had that water like wine So clean and so fine to make me know how deep it goes Well, that's just fine, that's just fine You've got to believe and I don't know, I don't know If I could leave anymore, even though there's a scar Still fresh from the war, don't think about it no more Letting new love flow How deep it goes

Hey U

GROOVE THEORY
(B. Wilson-A. Larrieux-D. Brown) Hey u I hope you know what I been goin' thru baby I wonder if ur goin' thru it 2 But I'm afraid 2 face what might be true, hey u... I remember the day It hit me that i really loved ur way I thought 4 sure I'd be here 2 stay baby 2 my suprise I'd soon be running away, running away Chorus: If I ever see u walkin' I won't know what 2 say Or do So what's the use in talkin' All that's left 2 say is hey u, Hey u... Those times Were some of the happiest in life Count the years since I left you behind Oh stayed with me like Georgia on my mind Never left my mind These eyes Have searched the land from moonfall 'til sunrise Searchin' 4 just 1 good reason why Why'd u have 2 go and do me so wrong, yet do me so right Chorus Whether it's right or wrong U share a life With the one u loved before u met me If i cud stop holding on And wondering why u are gone The I wud be free I wud be free Chorus (to fade)

There's Better Things In Life

JERRY REED "Better Things In Life"
Last night I slept in a hobo camp down south of Cairo Georgia About five miles out of town by the railroad track Well I eat their stew I drunk their brew and I smoked their stale tobacco I stood up to their open fire and I warmed my back And in the meantime me and this one particular hobo we struck up a conversation And I'm sure he must have noticed my surprise When he told me how his old man died and left him sole heir to a million dollars And how he gave it all away and he chose a hobo's life Because he said son there's better things in life Well there's some things gold and silver just can't buy He said boy I'd rather sleep here on this dry creek bed With a wrinkled up overcoat to pillow my head Than fight that livin' high up on the hog Tryin' to keep ahead till my head's in a fog Son there's better things in life than growing ulcers over money There's better things in life Sing children hey da da da da da da da da... Well I left Georgia got me a job in Opelika Alabama Workin' for a man who drove me hard and he paid me cheap yes he did Well I watched this poor fool work so hard tryin' to make that almighty dollar That he had to live on pills from a drugstore down the street Now like last spring when income tax came due he just sat around for days and worried Losing good sleep tryin' to figure how to cheat the government yes he did He worked so hard that his nerves collapsed and he woke up inside Central State Hospital And on his taxes he got back fourteen dollars and some few cents So let me tell you friends there's better things in life Well there's some things gold and silver just can't buy Because now he's laying out flat on his back on the bed His nerves all shot and he's out of his head That hospital bill that'll make him holler When he sees what he spent tryin' to save himself a dollar Son there's better things in life than growing squirelly over money There's better things in life Sing children sing da da da da da da da da...

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