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1991 |
1. | If It Will It Will |
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3. | Kiss Mother Nature Goodbye |
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6. | Memphis Blue |
7. | Honky Tonk |
8. | Hollywood Honeys |
9. | Just To Satisfy You |
10. | Simple Man |
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Lord I'm singing you this message up to heaven
asking you to send me down another angel.
I've been looking for along time for someone to get her off my mind,
but you know Lord, Angels are hard to find.
I want an angel with arms and not with wings.
Someone that I can call my darling.
If you can think of someone to fit that description,
Lord could you help me one more time.
But I know Lord, Angels are hard to find.
Its my fault I lost the first one you sent to me.
I didn't know 'til she was gone how much she mean't to me.
She loved me but I was blind.
I bet I do a whole lot better next time.
But I know Lord, Angels are hard to find.
I want an angel with arms and not with wings.
Someone that I can call darling.
If you can think of someone to fit my description,
Lord could you help ole Hank one more time,
but I know Lord, yeah angels are hard to find.
One like that right there Lord. Angels are hard to find
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Kiss Mother Nature Goodbye |
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I got a past that'll last me forever
And enough memories for one man's life
The one I love, she ain't coming back ever
So it looks like I've got my future on ice
I got bottles and cans
That just left my hand
And a chill to just the right fahrenheit
O, love let me down
Now a truer friend I've found
Why I've got my future on ice
There was a time she was my one and only
Until someone else caught her eye
Then for awhile, can you believe I was acting so lonely?
Now I've got my future on ice
I got bottles and cans
That just left my hand
And a chill to just the right fahrenheit
O, love let me down
Now a truer friend I've found
Why I've got my future on ice
O, love let me down
Now a real true friend I found
Why I got my future on ice
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The old guitar picker had run out of liquor
So I sat down beside him and bought him a drink
I bought him another and finally some color
Returned to his cheeks, and he said with a wink
Son, I worked for Red Foley, knew Hank and Old Lefty
I worked on the Opry back when I was strong
But in showbiz you know sometimes it gets slow
So you buy us another and I'll sing you a song
Be careful who you love, for love can be untrue
Be careful who you love, be sure she loves you too
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