Lyrics:
the tourists in and Ray keeps them away
Let there be country and let the country play
Let there be country
Ernest Tubb's got all of the soul he's had for
Recorded by: hank williams, sr.
Writer: ernest tubb
Capo: [g] st fret/key: g#/play: g
[g] I'm free at last from [c] love and all its' [g] worries
Gadsden, Alabama
My name is Wayne, I'm from Alabama
Here's the back story
I just fell off the turnip truck with Ernest Tubb
I'm 33, I've got 3 kids
Written by Redd Stewart and Ernest Tubb
(As performed by George Jones)
When the postman delivered the letter
Well, it filled her old heart full
for I cherished every name
So I found myself a standing in the Country Hall of Fame
My heart beat somewhat faster as I walked in through the door
For I
to blue, yodel number one
We love Hank and Lefty
Bob Wills, Ernest Tubb, and Johnny Cash
But if we had to pin point
The start of who we are
Or who we go
name was branded in
pure gold. I began to read some of them as I turned the pages: Red Foley,
Ernest Tubb, Gene Autry, Roy Acuff, Eddy Arnold,
of the riders
up here has asked me to kinda show you around. Now, over yonder are a couple of your ole compadres."
My, was I glad to see them, Carson Robison
name was branded in
pure gold. I began to read some of them as I turned the pages: Red Foley,
Ernest Tubb, Gene Autry, Roy Acuff, Eddy Arnold,
You
(Ernest Tubb)
I'm walking the floor over you
I can't sleep a wink that is true
I'm hoping and I'm praying
As my heart breaks right in two
Walking
baller like the Rucker
Skip to my Lou if you lookin' for a couple
Roosters in the duffle
Keep the hood screaming, "Cock-a doodle doo
" fuckers
Coke by
starting to die
I just feed it a mem'ry of you
I must keep my heart living someway and somehow
In case that you might change your mind
So if you can
your couch
And it's knowin' I'm not shacked by forgotten words and bons
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you in the back
your couch
And it's knowing I'm not shacked by forgotten words and bons
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you in the back
and talk like you (Just like you do)
And I take your words to heart
So I might not depart
From your ways
So Lord please hear my Ernest prayer
Cause I can't
your couch
And it's knowing I'm not shacked by forgotten words and bons
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you in the back
Future gates revolving, and they call my name
Look up to the sky, and open your eyes
Think back on the mem'ries as they come round and pass by
A chapter
now I just can't go on.G7 F see D7 C7Standing close by my side is our own little pride, he misses your lullaby tune,see E7 F see G7 CAnd his big dark
forever be in our hearts.
Ernie Lock was solitary yet sympathetic. I am eternally grateful for my second chance at life. Ernie, if you are out there,
together
Let me share with you the journey you are on
I would fly by your side
With whatever air you feel should breathe between us
Would you fly by my side
your couch
And it's knowing I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you in
behind your couch
And it's knowing I'm not shacked by forgotten words and bons
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you in the back
you gonna sit in your used Expedition and act like you don't know my name
I don't have to battle anybody nor freestyle
Half of your flows are
to lose myself is an awful sin
Your mem'ry's like my shadow it's always by my side
I'm just going around in circles as I run for my life
I'm just going
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