I want you to know I care I care I do there's no one like you I mention your name when I'm sayin' my prayers I want you to know, I care When you have
I want you to know, I care I care, I do, there's no one like you I mention your name When I'm sayin' my prayers I want you to know, I care When you
night I still care what happens to you I guess I shouldn't be concerned I guess I still haven't learned I can't worry about you after all we're through But I
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hair I want you to know I care I care I do there's no one like you I mention your name when I'm sayin' my prayers I want you to know I care When you have
I want you to know I care I care I do there's no one like you I mention your name when I'm sayin' my prayers I want you to know I care When you have a
I'm humming as I walk this house and do my daily chores When I put the broom away I see the dress that Alice wore It's hanging in the closet sadly sagging
begin There ain't nothing new about me I'm just the way I've always been I'm just the way I've always been I love you now I loved you then Same old faults
It ain't right and when I show 'em the iron pills I'mma bomb threat, you just a little fire drill I buy out deals, why? 'cause I rhyme reals So don't
can't you see it how, how . . . ugly it is that, being that monster? Oh, just, I can't stand it, I, I think I'm gonna be sick, I have to vomit. FZ:
Grove Recording Studio, Ocho Rios, JA All Instruments: Barry O'Hare Arrangement: Barry O'Hare, Delroy Collins Contains portions of "Harper Valley P.T.A.", byt Tom T. Hall
too And I'm sick and tired of pickin' up after you Tom: Well, I've told you before, I won't tell you again You don't defrost the icebox with a ball
Duet with Porter Wagoner Writer Tom T. Hall Copyright 1967 The first strange town I was ever in the county was hangin' a man And nobody cared if he lived
means to me." I told him i was a poet, i was lookin' for the truth i do not care for horses, whiskey, women or the loot i said i was a writer, my soul
me no she's tough and she wouldn't care But life is made up of wishes and dreams and she's had more than her share As I sit here and drink and look for
] Feed me, I'm hungry, I'ma chew on your face Feed me, I'm hungry, I'ma chew on your flesh Feed me, I'm hungry, I'ma chew on your face Feed me, I'm hungry
is that, being that monster? Oh, just, I can't stand it, I, I think I'm gonna be sick, I have to vomit. FZ: She just, she tells me she has to vomit,
