Lyrics:
the
Tennessee flat top box
And he would play
Well he couldn't ride or wrangle
And he never cared to make it dime
But give him his guitar
And he'd be happy
Ay-ay, ay-ay, I remember when we kissed goodbye
And I was so contented I finally consented
I'd marry him in July
And now I sit in a cabana in Long Island
know it's gonna be lonely
Oh, whatever's in your kiss
I never could resist
Oh, baby don't go!
We've been together for quite some time
It'd take
right
This island is paradise
But not without you
She said without you hear
There's just no fun
In the sun would be had
Without you here
It's no
on the island near and far
He always found his way by Orion, lucky star
He'd tell them of their joys, he'd tell them of their woes
They loved to see him come,
trapping serving marijuana
I'm in the h13d we on the island the ratchet Bahamas
We at the top lonely surrounded by clouds of the smoke
Got ratchet
Every evening when the sun goes down I sit here in my room
And the lamplight streaming over me projects my lonely gloom
My counterpart in agony
If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day
'Til eternity passes away
Just to spend them with
couldn't face him
Oh, I know I couldn't face him
If I give in to loneliness
And hold you tight
All through the night
Oh, let me, let me be lonely
'Cause I
One by one they're turning out the lights
I've been feedin' that ol' jukebox just to hold you tight
I guess its for the best I just put in my
by
And that's where I came in
When your eyes gave me that welcome sign
Something told me someday you'd be mine
The door of love was open, as I
If you was in a pine box (box)
I would surely break the lock
I'd jump right in an-and fall asleep (I fall asleep)
'Cau-'cau-'cause you are
solitaire
All by myself I get lonely
Watching the clock on the shelf
I'd love to rest my weary head on somebody's shoulder
I hate to grow older
All
I would still be on my feet
Oh, I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I'm frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't
on the island near and far
He always found his way by Orion, lucky star
He'd tell them of their joys, he'd tell them of their woes
They loved to see him come,
true
I've had you beside
To show me what always might do
I'd love you to follow
A star on the rise and tuned by bloom
In hate of the sage
I've
she to say I'd end up in institutions?
All I wanted to do was kiss Aaron Greene and sit by the lake
Twisting lime into the drinks that they made
Have
to the wayward wind
In a lonely shack by a railroad track
He spent his younger days
And I guess the sound of the outward bound
Made him a slave to his
And honey, I didn't know
That I'd be missin' you so
Come Monday It'll be all right
Come Monday I'll be holding you tight
I spent four lonely days in
Down the block, there's an antique shop
And something in my head said, "Stop," so I walked in
On the counter was a cardboard box
And the sign
learn
In lonely days long ago
I saw lovers put on a show
Well now it's my turn
Drive you home
And then wait by the phone
For that call
For a walk
There's a sunny little funny little melody
That was started by a native down in Waikiki
He would gather a crowd down beside the sea
And they'd
But I'd wake up, still in love with you
Be in baton rouge by morning
Hope you're missing me by then
I'd like to be the kind of memory
That makes
on my knees
But I'm still drawn on by the the murmur
Are you laughing at me now?
In my circumstance
When still I wear your crown
My life's
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