Lyrics:
(Dolly Parton)
I know this dress I'm wearing doesn't hide the secret I've tried concealing
When he left he promised me he'd be back by the time it
(Dolly Parton)
My train of thought was broken by a sudden burst of laughter
Something badly needed to brighten up the chores
Seemed old Mrs.
(Dolly Parton)
From a shack by a mountain stream
To a room in New Orleans
So far from my Blue Ridge Mountain home
The men I meet ain't warm
Writers Dolly Parton , Dorothy Jo Hope
Copyright 1970
At last I have called up with you and you're a sight to see
Could this really be my outlaw
AFRAID TO LIVE AND AFRAID OF DYING
WITH DOLLY PARTON
WRITER PORTER WAGONER
They say most anything you eat could hurt your health
Be careful what
(Dolly Parton)
I couldn't believe it the day that you left
Cleaned out your closet, cleared off your shelves
Loaded your car and you drove out
LOOKING DOWN
WITH DOLLY PARTON
(Porter Wagoner)
« © '72 Owepar Publishing »
They say the love we steal is but disgrace
That we should be ashamed
(Dolly Parton)
I try hard to forget you and the love I once shared with you
But my mind won't let forgetfulness come in
There's no use in
(Dolly Parton)
Mine is a jealous heart
Imagines things that never are
Builds a fire from a tiny spark
But that's the way of a jealous heart
(Dolly Parton)
Pretty as an angel from the day that she was born
Skin as fair as Lily's hair, as golden as the corn
They knew that she was special
Written by Dolly Parton and Porter Wagoner
© 1971 Velvet Apple Music
Oh the pain of loving you
Oh the misery I go through
Never knowing what
(Dolly Parton)
Beauty is a rare perfume
Precious, yet doesn't last long
Youth is but a playful breeze
That blows our way once then moves on
Love
(Dolly Parton)
Halos and horns, sinners and saints,
Hearts that are torn between what's wrong and ain't
Just because it feels right does not make
(Dolly Parton)
I grew up dirty and I grew up poor
The wolf didn't even hang 'round our door
Not a crumb to spare and the cupboard bare
And I had
GO TO HELL
WRITER DOLLY PARTON
Go to Hell, go to Hell, go back where you belong Get thee behind me Satan, just leave me the Hell alone Take your
this shit like an À la cart
Glock double D like Dolly Parton, nah I ain't never losing my guard
I ain't going back and forth, I don't play no tennis with
(Dolly Parton)
Dr. Robert F. Thomas
May his name forever stand
Dr. Robert F. Thomas
Was a mighty, mighty man
And he enriched the lives
(Dolly Parton)
I feel so out of place here
With this high society
These high fallutin' people
Don't know what to make of me
I feel like a minnow
Hank Williams sang it
Number three drove it
Chuck Berry twanged it
Will Faulkner wrote it
Aretha Franklin sold it
Dolly Parton graced it
Rosa
(Dolly Parton)
Chorus:
Love is pretty when love is new
Like a blushing rose in a dazzling dew,
Intoxicating like cherry sweet wine.
When love is
like we sellin' books
Dolly Parton style, melons mushed
Now my bitch a dancer, I'm 'bout as sick as cancer
If you could swallow my style, you'd
(Dolly Parton)
Stay out of my bedroom
Don't be messin' up my pillows and sheets
With your powder and perfume
If you don't have some understanding
(Dolly Parton)
Thumbing for a ride by the edge of the road
With a brown paper bag to hold my clothes
But tonight I'm going home where I belong
If
(Dolly Parton)
We got too much of a good thing goin'
We got too much to let it slide
We got too much of a feelin' flowing
We got too much, got
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