Waylon Jennings Album

(Mack Vickery - Sammi Smith - Charlie Cobble)

I got a gal in Cedartown Georgia
I used to have to walk nearly three miles to court her
She never had much, just a sharecropper's daughter
But I married her and took her down to New Orleans.
Bought a little house in the South French Quarter

Got a job hookin' bales, loadin' them on a steamboat
I give her seven days pay next day I'm broke
When she ain't a sleepin' all day she's a primpin'.
Every evenin' when the sun goes down
She starts a swarmin' on Orleans town

Walkin' into work this mornin' at daybreak
I caught her with the tall long dandy from canebreak.
She walked right by me and she looked right through me.
I made up my mind what I'm a gonna do
Eased in the pawnshop and bought a 22.

Watched as the roomclerk gave them a room key
Standin' outside I could read Room 23.
Tonight I'll put her on a train for Georgia
Gonna be a lotta kin folks squallin' and a grieving
'Cause that Cedartown gal ain't breathing...

(Jerry Crutchfield)

Stranded here in Dallas cold and hungry
I ain't got a dime
Sleepin' in the filty trainyard
At the warmest driest place that I can find.

What have I done that would justify
the way you treatin' me Big D
Stranded here in Dallas cold and hungry
I don't know a soul.

I could feel a little warmer
But I find that there's no coat in my wardrobe
My clothes're paper thin still you
Let your chill of winter fall on me Big D.

--- Instrumental ---

Why I wanna go where the winds don't blow till summer
Somewhere the sun will warm this chill in me
Stranded here in Dallas cold and hungry
I don't even know my name.

Oh, my temperature keeps risin'
And I feel that it's done damage to my brain
Could this dirty trainyard be
The last and final restin' place for me, Big D, Big D...

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(Fred Carter)

Down in the place where I call home
I've been workin' my fingers to the bone
Pickin' white gold, pickin' white gold.

All day long in Louisiana sun
Pickin' and a pullin' white cotton by the tons
Pickin' white gold, pickin' white gold.

I fill my sack and I put it on my shoulder
And then I take one again
OId man cotton won't let me make a nickel
Till I get it to a cotton gin.

So I bent my back till I think it's gonna break
Try to keep a thinkin' how much I'm gonna make
Pickin' white gold, pickin' white gold.

--- Instrumental ---

There's a little girl I call Bellie all day
She works alongside of me
Pickin' white gold, pickin' white gold.

Her lips are soft as a cotton in a hand
And side by side we're makin' our plans
Pickin' white gold, pickin' white gold.

There's a little house with a little solid ground
That would make a mighty pretty home
All we need is little money down
And we could call it our home.

I can't rest till I get through
I need the money for what it can do
Pickin' white gold, pickin' white gold
Pickin' white gold, pickin' white gold...

When you're weary, feeling small
When tears are in your eyes, I'll dry them all
I'm on your side, oh, when times get rough
And friends just can't be found
Like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled waters, I will lay me down.

--- Instrumental ---

When you're down and out when you're on the street
When evening falls so hard I will comfort you
I'll take your part when darkness comes and pain is all around
Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled waters I will lay me down.

--- Instrumental ---

Sail on silver girl sail on by your time has come to shine
All the dreams are on their way
See how they shine if you need a friend I'm sailing out behind
Like a bridge over troubled water I will lead your mind
Like a bridge over troubled water I will lead your mind...

(B. Womack - S. Womack)

Wel,l my baby used to stay out all night long
She made me cry she done me wrong
Come home each morning tellin' me them same old lies
But now the table has turned and it's her turn to cry.

Because I used to love her
But it's all over now
Oh yes, I used to love her
But it's all over now.

Well, she started runnin' round with every man in town
Spending all my money playin' a high class game
She would never change no matter how I tried
But the table has turned and it's her turn to cry.

Because I used to love her
But it's all over now
Oh yes, I used to love her
But it's all over now.

I used to wake up in the morning get my breakfast in bed
When I was worried she would ease my achin' head
Now she's here and there with every guy in town
Still tryin' to take me for that same old clown.

Because I used to love her
But it's all over now
Oh yes, I used to love her
But it's all over now...

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(Del Shannon - B. Hyland)

When I look at you I think many strange things
And it's hard to express all of my feelings
I belong to a girl you hang around with
But I must admit I've got eyes for you.

I had to call and tell you just how I felt
You should know by now that
When you're near my heart melts
I belong to a girl you hang around with
But I must admit I've got eyes for you.

Eyes for you, eyes for you
Yes I must admit I've got eyes for you.

In my sleep I call your name
No one to blame I can't explain
And every time I see you it's the same thing
And I try to escape from looking your way.
I belong to a girl you hang around with
But I must admit I've got eyes for you.

Must admit I've got eyes for you, mhm
I must admit I've got eyes for you...

(Mickey Newbury)

Can I stay with you awhile right awhile behind your smile
You don't have to say the things you used to say
Just let me sleep here for a time in the want of your loving mind
And tomorrow I'll be on my way.

Just hold me in the want of your gentle smile
Just tonight hon with you then I'll be going on my way
Just hide me till I have I have the strenght to go
For now all I want to know is morning by your side.

Let me stay with you awhile right awhile behind your smile
You don't have to say the things you used to say
Just let me sleep here for a time in the want of your loving mind
Awhile till I find the strenght to go. mhmm...