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Vince Gill
Vince Gill


Background information
Birth name Vincent Grant Gill
Born April 12, 1957
Origin Norman, Oklahoma, U.S.
Genre(s) Country
Bluegrass
Blue-eyed soul
Country Pop
Years active 1979—present
Label(s) RCA Records
Universal
MCA Records
Associated acts Emmylou Harris
Dolly Parton
Ricky Skaggs
Rodney Crowell
The Notorious Cherry Bombs
Amy Grant
Pure Prairie League
Website Website



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Vince Gill Album



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(Max D. Barnes - Vince Gill)

When your said you were leaving
I said here we go again
I ain't even breaking even
In this game I just can't win.

The cards are stacked against me
Your aces beat my twos
Seems like bad luck travels with me
Like I was born to lose.

I quit, I've had enough
Of falling in and out of love
I'm done, I'm through, that's it
If I can't have you, I quit.

--- Instrumental ---

You were my only sunshine
In a world of pouring rain
So this will be my last time
I can't go through this again.

I quit I've had enough
Of falling in and out of love
I'm done, I'm through, that's it
If I can't have you, I quit.

I'm done, I'm through, that's it
If I can't have you, I quit...

. . .


(Max D. Barnes - Vince Gill)

Look at us after all these years together
Look at us after all that we've been through
Look at us still leaning on each other
If you wanna see how true love should be then just look at us.

Look at you still pretty as a picture
Look at me still crazy over you
Look at us still believing in forever
If you wanna see how true love should be then just look at us.

In a hundred years from now
I know without a doubt
They'll all look back and wonder
How we made it all work out.

Chances are we'll go down in history
When they wanna see
How true love should be
They'll just look at us.

--- Instrumental ---

Chances are we'll go down in history
When they wanna see
How true love should be
They'll just look at us.

When they wanna see
How true love should be
They'll just look at us...

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(Vince Gill)

I can read the writing on the wall
You pretend that nothing's changed at all
I've got just one thing to ask you if it's so
Just take your mem'ry with you when you go.

So I won't have to think about
The lonely nights I'll be without
Someone to hold me when the cold winds blow
Take your mem'ry with you when you go.

--- Instrumental ---

I walk the floor and wonder what went wrong
I'll have to find a way to carry on
Why don't you leave before the heartache starts to show
Take your mem'ry with you when you go.

I won't have to think about
The lonely nights I'll be without
Someone to hold me when the cold winds blow
Take your mem'ry with you when you go...

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He slipped the ring off his finger
When he walked in the room
And he found him some stranger
And promised her the moon
How many lies you must have told
You think you're a rich man
With your pocket full of gold.

For another man's treasure
You'd say anything
But is one night of pleasure
Worth the trouble you'll bring
Don't look so surprised
'Cause son I should know
I once was a rich man
With my pocket full of gold.

Some night you're gonna wind up
On the wrong end of a gun
Some jealous guy's gonna show up
And you'll pay for what you've done
What will it say on your tombstone
Here lies a rich man
With his pocket full of gold.

Yeah, here lies a rich man
With his pocket full of gold...

. . .


(Max D. Barnes - Vince Gill)

You're so close to telling me your leaving
Packing up your things and leaving town
If you can walk away the rest is easy
Once you cut the strings that tie you down.

Just look me in the eye and say it's over
Just tell me you don't want me around
Once you say goodbye it's gone forever
Once you cut the strings that tie you down.

--- Instrumental ---

There's no way I can picture me without you
I still think of you in your wedding gown
If I have to give you up may God be with you
Once you cut the strings that tie you down.

Just look me in the eye and say it's over
Just tell me you don't want me around
Once you say goodbye it's gone forever
Once you cut the strings that tie you down.

Once you say goodbye it's gone forever
Once you cut the strings that tie you down...

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(Reed Nielsen - Vince Gill)

You've got my number you've got my name
So why don't you call me little Liza Jane
You've got that body you've got that frame
So why don't you call me little Liza Jane.

Girl I got it bad for you
There ain't nothing I won't do
Just one kiss and I'll never be the same
Little Liza Jane, Oh, little Liza Jane.

--- Instrumental ---

Now you've heard my story
You've got to know my name
So why don't you call me
Little Liza Jane.

Girl I got it bad for you
There ain't nothing I won't do
Just one kiss and I'll never be the same
Little Liza Jane, Oh, little Liza Jane.

Oh, little Liza Jane, oh, little Liza Jane...

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(Jim Weatherly - Vince Gill)

If I didn't have you in my world
What a lonely place my world would be
If I didn't have you in my world
I think I'd just pack up and leave.

It seems like I've waited a lifetime
To find someone special like you
If you ever walked out of my life
I don't know what I would do.

If I didn't have you in my world
What a lonely place my world would be
If I didn't have you in my world
I think I'd just pack up and leave.

--- Instrumental ---

You gave me a reason for livin'
The first time I looked in your eyes
I shudder to think what might happen
If you ever told me goodbye.

If I didn't have you in my world
What a lonely place my world would be
If I didn't have you in my world
I think I'd just pack up and leave.

If I didn't have you in my world...

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(Vince Gill)

I work my fingers to the bone
But you won't hear me cry and moan
A working man don't need no welfare line
Well, I'll never be a millionaire
And frankly I don't even care
'Cause all I need to have a real good time.

Is a little left over on Saturday night
If my bills are paid my plans are made
And everything's alright
Put on my ropers and them wranglers fittin' tight
Got a little left over
And it's Saturday night.

--- Instrumental ---

I don't drink but I love to dance
With those sweet young things in their cowboy hats
Those country girls will be the death of me
If that's the way I gotta go
Lord, I hope I die real slow.
Till I do I'll tell you all I need.

Is a little left over on Saturday night
If my bills are paid my plans are made
And everything's alright
Put on my ropers and them wranglers fittin' tight
Got a little left over
And it's Saturday night.

Got a little left over and it's Saturday night...

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(T.J. Knight - Curtis Wright)

Before the tears I've cried
Have even dried
She'll be with him
Look in each other's eyes
And with her lips still warm with lies
Ahe'll kiss him.

And though she knows she's wrong
She just keeps on keepin' me hanging on
Tell me what's a man to do
When the one he's promised to finds somebody new?

Should I just stand by
Watch the love I've lived for die
Lord, I wish I knew
Tell me what's a man to do.

--- Instrumental ---

Maybe I'll make a stand
Or just wash my hands
Of her forever
But I've never been alone
Except for here at home
When they're together.

And though I know it's wrong
I let her go on just keepin' me hanging on
Tell me what's a man to do
When the one he's promised to finds somebody new?

Tell me what's a man to do?...

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(Jim Lauderdale - John Leventhal)

Sparkle, there's gotta be a sparkle
For you to love somebody for you to really know
Brighter than the lights in the city
It's more than being pretty the way you are inside.

Why are you crying somebody's trying
To be with you only all the time
You hide behind tears counting the fears
You're so used te being alone.

Sparkle, you got a certain sparkle
I know I love somebody I gotta let it show.

--- Instrumental ---

Nobody knows you they can't get too close to
A girl who won't let them her disguise
You won't believe how much someone could love you
That someone is looking in your eyes.

Sparkle, there's gotta be a sparkle
For you to love somebody for you to really know
Brighter than the lights in the city
It's more than being pretty the way you are inside.

Sparkle. uh huh.

--- Instrumental to fade ---


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