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A broken heart and a glass of beer
Is all I have before me here
I've lived the life I'm rowdy and rough
But now at last I've got enough
With a broken heart and a glass of beer

I've had my fun, there was no fear
Just roaming around year after year

Just because you were hurt by someone
Don't take it out on me
Although I know you love that someone
More than you ever loved me

You always will remember
The day he went away
Our love has left an ember

Walking slow to the graveyard I've lost everything I could lose
Now I've even lost my baby I guess I've got the drunkard's blues
It was down at Big Joe's barroom on the corner beyond the square
Everybody drinkin' good liquor the regular crowd was there
So I strolled out on the sidewalk began to look around
Looking everywhere for my baby but that sweet woman can't be found
It was down at St James infirmary I found my baby there
Stretched out on a long white table so cold so pale so fair

Well she spent all my money throwed me out on my nose
Then have the nerve to ask me what a matchbox hold my clothes
Dry bread it ain't greasy hard work it sure ain't easy
Dry bread and hard work is always coming my way

Well I been to Nashville New Orleans
Been to Chattanooga been to Bowling Green
I been lotsa places spent lotsa time

I've got a hangover heart from your kisses last night
My head is so heavy the tears blind my sight
You no longer love me you said we must pasrt
And all I have left is a hangover heart
Too much wine from the bottle makes you feel bad next day
But take another drink and that feeling goes away
But tell me my darling just how I should start
To take away the pain of this hangover heart

Humpty Dumpty set on the wall
Humpty Dumpty had a big fall
All the king's horses, all the king's men
Could never put Humpty together again

I've got a Humpty Dumpty heart
You dropped it and broke it apart
All the king's horses, all the king's men

LITTLE BLOSSOM
(Traditional)
« © '58 PD »

Oh dear I'm so tired and so lonely I wonder why mommy don't come
She told me to close my pretty blue eyes and when I awoke she'd be home
I guess I'll go down and find daddy I think he went down to the store
That big long room filled with bottles I wish that he'd go there no more

Many months have come and gone
Since I wandered from my home
In those Oklahoma Hills where I was born
Many a page of life has turned
Many a lesson I have learned
Yet I feel like in those hills, I still belong

Way down yonder in the Indian nation

I am a roving gambler I've gambled all around
Whenever I meet with the deck of cards I lay my money down
I lay my money down I lay my money down

I had not been in Dallas many more weeks than three
Till I fell in love with a pretty little girl she fell in love with me
Fell in love with me fell in love with me

Now once upon a time in a nursery rhyme
Three little men got lost
Like you and me they couldn't agree
And upon the wave they tossed

Well, I'll sing their tune 'cause I got marooned
With the love I can't forget
Now the three little men just took me in

SIX DAYS ON THE ROAD
Writers Earl Green, Carl Montgomery

Well, I pulled out of Pittsburgh Rollin' down the Eastern Seaboard I've got my diesel wound up And she's running like never before There's a speed zone ahead, all right I don't see a cop in sight Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight I got ten forward gears And a Georgia overdrive I'm taking little white pills And my eyes are open wide I just passed a 'Gimmy' and a 'White' I've been passin' everything in sight Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight Well, it seems like a month Since I kissed my baby good-bye I could have a lot of women But I'm not like some other guys I could find one to hold me tight But I could never believe that it's right Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight I.C.C. is checking on down the line I'm a little overweight and my log's three days behind But nothing bothers me tonight I can dodge all the scales all right Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight Well my rig's a little old But that don't mean she's slow There's a flame from her stack And the smoke's rolling black as coal My hometown's coming in sight If you think I'm happy your right Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight

SIXTEEN TONS
Writer Merle Travis

Some people say man is made out of mud A poor man's made out of muscle and blood Muscle and blood and skin and bone A mind that's a-weak and a back that's strong You load sixteen tons and what do you get Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal And the store-boss said the "Well-a bless my soul" You load sixteen tons and what do you get Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store I was born one mornin', it was drizzlin' rain Fightin' and trouble are my middle name I was raised in the cane-brake by an old mama lion Cain't no a high-tone woman make me walk the line You load sixteen tons and what do you get Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store If you see me comin', better step aside A lot of men didn't and a lot of men died One fist of iron, the other of steel If the right one don't git ya, then the left one will You load sixteen tons and what do you get Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store

If I can steal your love from someone else
Someone can steal you from me
If you can't be true to the one you have
You wouldn't be true to me

A wedding ring can't mean a thing
To a heart that's so carefree
If I can steal you from someone else

STEEL GUITAR RAG
Writer Leon McAuliffe

Been runnin' around, seen many a town, and maybe you'll find I'm the kind of guy that brags. But listen to me and see if you don't agree No melody rolls like that old steel guitar rag And when they slide that thing, along those strings It sounds so doggone heavenly, you can hear the Angels sing And when you stomp your feet, your heart will beat, A rhythm to the old steel guitar rag Break or bridge: You may be kind choosy, 'bout the kind of songs you hear, You maybe like them blusey, makes you cry right in your beer, But if you want a song that's bound to dry away your tears, Make happy your soul with that old steel guitar rag.

You wouldn't read my letter if I wrote you
You asked me not to call you on the phone
But there's something I'm wanting to tell you
So I wrote it in the words of this song

I didn't know God made honky tonk angels
I might have known you'd never make a wife
You gave up the only one that ever loved you

'Till then, oh darling, please wait for me
'Till then, no matter when it will be
One day I know I'll be back again
Please wait 'till then

Our dreams will live though we are apart
Our love, I know we'll keep in our hearts
'Till then when all the world will be free

For months and months and months around the country
Everybody sang Irene goodnight
But she wouldn't go to bed no matter what they said
Though everybody tried with all their might

She stayed awake while steel guitars were a going
In every honky tonk she could be seen
But she finally went to bed and covered up her head

Our first affair was just too dared to tempt our patience greed
I slipped around with you and found the kind of love I need
Now on the sly both you and I are deep in love somehow
These things they are we've gone too far to ever turn back now

We've gone too far to tell our hearts that our love was reckless fun
If we'd made a bad mistake I'm not sorry it was done
Though you belong to someone else and another has you now

You told her lies as her starry eyes
Looked up in admiration
You painted schemes and lovely dreams
With all your temptation

You spoke of things like wedding rings
And promised her the world
For no cause at all you let her fall