The day you left I've felt so strange I thought for sure that the world would change But the birds still sing and babies still cry and life goes on I
OUT OF A HONKY TONK (Harlan Howard) « © '65 Tree Publishing, BMI » RECORDED BY CHARLIE WALKER Out of a honky tonk came the girl I love
BRING IT ON BACK TO ME Writer Harlan Howard You took your heart from me And gave it to someone new But I won't be discouraged Honey, I'll wait for you
Now I'm fallin' all apart without you I walk the floor and worry bout you And I keep the world if you'd walk back in and put me back together again (Oh
There's a blizzard comin' on and I'm wishin' I was home For my pony's lame and he can't hardly stand Lord my hands feel like they're froze and there's
Now I get a little older everday seems like I'm working my life away But I got a couple of dollars and a couple of friends I'm in pretty good shape for
He's giving you the eye and you don't seem to mine I think you're kinda proud of it and it shows Well if that's how you are I'm glad I learned in time
She called me baby baby all night long used to hold and kiss me till the dawn And one day I awoke and she was gone there's no more baby baby all night
How's about three cheers for the good guys Those who work hard every week and get a tear upon their cheek When they see old glory waving in the breeze
You have made no secret of your new love affair He buys you pretty presents he takes you everywhere You seen him all the places you and I once went You
I wish I could come back to you dear cause I know that you want me to But too much waters run under that old bridge There's too many rivers between me
There's too much hatin' goin' on not enough lovin' Not enough helping hands too much pushin' and shovin' Too many lazy people lookin' for a hand out Too
JUST A QUEEN FOR A DAY (Harlan Howard) « © '57 Central Songs » Hold me my darling make me believe those sweet tender love words you say
WHAT A LAUGH (Harlan Howard - Freddie Hart) « © '61 Tree Publishing, BMI » RECORDED BY FREDDIE HART Look at you look at me ha-ha what
WHAT'S LEFT OF ME WRITER HARLAN HOWARD RECORDED BY WAYLON JENNINGS I've been cheated, mistreated, broken man, defeated No one wanted or needed any part
I've stole that money for my baby I've shot that man who shot at me She wasn't even in the courtroom and I'm a wishin' she was here instead of me Now
While we're drinking our martinis there's a little child that's starving in Biafra And the good life that I'm living makes me happy but not blind I see
Uncle Sam I work hard every day but there ain't much left when I draw my pay Then I hear you're givin' those millions away to somebody outside the USA