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Loretta Lynn


Background information
Birth name Loretta Webb
Born April 14, 1932
Origin Butcher Hollow, Kentucky, USA
Genre(s) Gospel
Honky tonk
Country
Years active 1960—present
Label(s) Columbia Records
Interscope Records
Associated acts Dolly Parton
Ernest Tubb
Conway Twitty
Tammy Wynette
Jack White
Crystal Gayle
Peggy Sue
The Lynns
Website Website



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Loretta Lynn Album



1972
1.
2.
My Kind of Man
3.
4.
5.
6.
7.
8.
9.
Where Do Babies Go
10.
Woman a Day
11.
I Miss You More Today
. . .


I told you that I'd never come around again
But here I am again, here I am again
I said I'd never let you get me down again
Here I am again here I am.

Here I am, here we are
The story's gettin' old
I know I can't go on, to you
But worse than bad, I can't let go.

I said words I swore I'd never speak
But again here I am again, here I am again
I thought I could stay strong but I got weak again
And here I am again, here I am.

Here I am, here we are
The story's gettin' old
I know I can't go on, to you
But worse than bad, I can't let go.

And oh, the nights're cold
And I could use a friend
So here I am again
Here I am again...

. . .

My Kind of Man

[No lyrics]

. . .


(Joe Allen)

Manhattan Kansas ain't no place to have a baby
If you got no man to give it his last name
And my folks back in Manhattan didn't want me or her bundle
So I took my child and caught an evening train.

I got a job in Denver washing dishes in a diner
At least it buys my baby milk to drink
He once told me I was pretty but the only ring it got me
Is the ring of grease that runs around the sink.

Yes, I laid beside him gentle 'cause he told me that he loved me
And he made me dance before the music played
But at least I didn't beg him, I'd rather wash my dishes
It makes me feel as if my hands're clean.

--- Instrumental ---

At night I stands there thinkin' 'bout the men back home in Kansas
And how my folks just turned away ashamed
I look down through the soap suds
Reached down and pulls the drain plug
And watched as Manhattan drains away.

Yes, I laid beside him gentle 'cause he told me that he loved me
And he made me dance before the music played
But at least I didn't beg him, I'd rather wash my dishes
It makes me feel as if my hands're clean...

. . .


(L.E. White - B.J. White)

Woman, he love you, can't you see
So help him and love him all you can
And if you love him. then love him
For what he is not for what he should be
Woman be proud of your man.

Walk with him not on him, talk to him not about him
Help him don't hurt him. be proud of your man
Laugh with him not at him, look at him not through him
Face him don't disgrace him, be proud of your man.

--- Instrumental ---

Pull with him not against him, see some good in the bad in him
Reassure him don't destroy him, be proud of your man
Be behind him not above him, hold him don't control him
Help him don't hurt him, be proud of your man.

Woman be proud of your man...

. . .


(Norro Wilson - Carmol Taylor - Elkin Rippy)

There's a built-in trouble maker in every man
It's always been that way since time began
He'd lie to you, make you think you're the only only one
Better know how to keep him out of your mind.

His words, so sweet that he whispers in you ear
You'd better not believe everything you hear
So watch him close than love him all you can
'Cause there's a built-in trouble maker in every man.

Oh, let me tell you somethin', here's what you gotta do
You'd better give him lovin' but he ain't been used to
Hold him in the morning, squeeze him tight at night
Do the little things he loves and he would treat you right.

There's a built-in trouble maker in every man
It's always been that way since time began
He'd lie to you, make you think you're the only one
'Cause there's a built-in trouble maker in every man.

--- Instrumental ---

Oh, let me tell you somethin', here's what you gotta do
You'd better give him lovin' but he ain't been used to
Hold him in the morning, squeeze him tight at night
Do the little things he loves and he would treat you right.

There's a built-in trouble maker in every man
It's always been that way since time began
He'd lie to you, make you think you're the only one
'Cause there's a built-in trouble maker in every man...

. . .


Up again can't see all the heartache I'm in
This old broken heart just ain't gonna mend
I can't get over you so I won't stop cryin'
'Cause love takes a long time dyin'

For me there's no road to recovery
I'll live each day a hangin' on to a mem'ry
But when I think of you I can't stop cryin'
'Cause love takes a long time dyin'.

--- Instrumental ---

For me there's no road to recovery
I'll live each day a hangin' on to a mem'ry
But when I think of you I can't help cryin'
'Cause love takes a long time dyin'...

. . .


Delta Dawn what's that flower you have on
Could it be a faded rose from days gone by
And did I hear you say he was meetin' you here today
To take you to his mansion in the sky.

She's forty-one and her daddy still calls her baby
All the folks around Brownsville say she's crazy
'Cause she walks downtown with a suitcase in her hand
Lookin' for a mysterious dark haired man.

In her younger days they called her Delta Dawn
Prettiest woman you ever had laid eyes upon
But a man of low degree stood by her side
Promised her he'd take her for his bride.

Delta Dawn what's that flower you have on
Could it be a faded rose from days gone by
And did I hear you say he was meetin' you here today
To take you to his mansion in the sky.

She's forty-one and her daddy still calls her baby
All the folks around Brownsville say she's crazy
'Cause she walks downtown with a suitcase in her hand
Lookin' for a mysterious dark haired man.

In her younger days they called her Delta Dawn
Prettiest woman you ever had laid eyes upon
But a man of low degree stood by her side
Promised her he'd take her for his bride.

Delta Dawn what's that flower you have on
Could it be a faded rose from days gone by
And did I hear you say he was meetin' you here today
To take you to his mansion in the sky.

She's forty-one and her daddy still calls her baby
All the folks around Brownsville say she's crazy
'Cause she walks downtown with a suitcase in her hand
Lookin' for a mysterious dark haired man.

In her younger days they called her Delta Dawn
Prettiest woman you ever had laid eyes upon
But a man of low degree stood by her side
Promised her he'd take her for his bride.

Delta Dawn...

. . .


(Ray Griff)

Thank goodness for the curtains that I draped
Around the windows in my room
They keep the sun from shinin' through
So it won't find me here in all my gloom.

My eyes're red and swollen from the tears
That baby's leavin' me as left
I haven't got the heart to go out
To face the world alone just yet.

God knows I'm just as empty
as the closet where he used to hang his clothes
And passin' by that mirror
I see ten years of my life just come and go.

The radio is playin' some old song
that baby used to sing to me
And in between my heartbeats Lord
I think about the way it used to be.

I tied the best years of my life around his love
Passin' my world to his and gave my heart the cause
I believed him everything is sad I thought that how it was
I tied the best years of my life around his love.

I crossed the bridge of mem'ry
Where the grass was green and his sweet dream was mine
But all about is over now
He's broken all those precious ties that bind.

I tied the best years of my life around his love
Passin' my world to his and gave my heart the cause
I believed him everything is sad I thought that how it was
I tied the best years of my life around his love...

. . .

Where Do Babies Go

[No lyrics]

. . .

Woman a Day

[No lyrics]

. . .

I Miss You More Today

[No lyrics]

. . .


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