Clouds so swift Rain won't lift Gate won't close Railings froze Get your mind off wintertime You ain't goin nowhere Whoo-ee ride me high Tomorrow's the
spade lying by Oh, Willy, hey, Willy, I'm afraid of your ways Oh, Willy, hey, Willy, I'm afraid of your ways I'm afraid you will lead my poor body astray
to live and I know why So I'd do life in prison for the wrongs I've done And I pray every night for death to come My life will be a burden every
my lonely heart is aching tonight For that girl I left behind And, oh, what I'd give if I could be there tonight With the sweetheart who's waitin' for
It's a lazy day, I'm down with nothing else to do It's a crazy day, I've got a thing that I wanna try with you Now baby, don't you go away Please don'
Well, you've got a reputation For running around Ain't gonna take your fooling, baby You know you better settle down Because you ain't doing nothing
Arranged by McGuinnHillman I am a pilgrim and a stranger Travelling through this wearisome land I've got a home in that yonder city, good Lord And
Well gather round children, a story I will tell About pretty boy Floyd the outlaw, Oklahoma knew him well Was in the town of Shawnee on a Saturday afternoon
In South Carolina, there are many tall pines I remember the oak tree that we used to climb But now when I'm lonesome I always pretend That I'm gettin'
One hundred years from this day Will the people still feel this way? Still say the things that they're saying right now Everyone said I'd hurt you They
In the beginning You really loved me But I was blind And I could not see But when you left me Oh! How I cried You don't miss your water Till your well
My buddies tell me that I should've waited They say, "I'm missing a whole world of fun" But I still love them and I sing with pride I like the Christian
Nothing was delivered And I tell this truth to you Not out of spite or anger But, simply because it's true Now you must provide some answers For what
The jukebox is playin' A honky-tonk song "One more," I keep sayin' "And then I'll go home" What good will it do me I know what I'll find An empty bottle
how my lonely heart is aching tonight For that girl I left behind And, oh, what I'd give if I could be there tonight With the sweetheart who's waitin'
In South Carolina, there're many tall pines I remember the oak tree that we used to climb But now when I'm lonesome I always pretend That I'm headin'
I am a pilgrim and a stranger Travelling through this wearisome land I've got a home in that yonder city, good Lord And it's not, not made by hand I
me to live and I know why So I'd do life in prison for the wrongs I've done And I pray every night for death to come My life will be a burden every