Twelve Lyrics

Blue Moon

(Lorenz Hart, Richard Rodgers)

Blue moon, you saw me standing alone

Without a dream in my heart

Without a love or my own

Blue moon, you knew just what I was there for

You heard me saying a prayer for

Someone I really could care for

And then there suddenly appeared before me

The only one my arms will ever hold

I heard somebody whisper, Please adore me

And when I looked the moon had turned to gold

Blue moon, now I’m no longer alone

Without a dream in my heart

Without a love of my own

Country Boy

(Lee, Colton, Smith)

I may look like a city slicker
Shinin' up through his shoes
Underneath I'm just a cotton picker
Pickin' out a mess of blues

Show me where I start
Find a horse and cart
I'm just a country boy
Country boy at heart

I may look like a bank teller
Pushing facts in a file
But I'd rather be a haul collar
Shooing foot home in style

Show me where I start
Find a horse and cart
I'm just a country boy
Country boy at heart

I may look like a city slicker
Shinin' up through his shoes
Underneath I'm just a cotton picker
Pickin' out a mess of blues

Show me where I start
Find a horse and cart
I'm just a country boy
Country boy at heart

I Miss You

(Randall Lee Anderson)

I miss you, Baby I miss you

And you know it hasn’t been that long

I close my eyes, I think if you and dream of days to come

When you and time decide where you belong

‘Cause I know someday you’ll see, you belong with me

I miss you, Baby I miss you

And I know exactly what I’m waiting for

You’ll be standing there with joyful tears just outside the door

Then I’ll hold you in my arms once more

And I know in time you’ll see, you belong with me

I miss you

I know you’re just doing what you’ve got to do

And it’s important that you try your wings

I hope you do everything you set out to do

As for me, I only want one thing

The life we made, the pictures fade a little more each day

And I’d have made you stay if I’d had my way

And I hope someday you’ll see, you belong with me

I miss you, Baby I miss you

Sold

(Fagan, Royer)

Well I went down to the Grundy County Auction
Where I saw something I just had to have
My mind told me I should proceed with caution
But my heart said, "Go ahead an' make a bid on that!"

An' I said, hey, pretty lady, won'cha gimme a sign
I'd give anything to make you mine all mine
I'll do your biddin' an' be at your beckon call
Yeah, I never seen anyone lookin' so fine
Man, I gotta have her, she's a one-of-a-kind
I'm goin' once, goin' twice,
I'm sold! On the lady in the second row
She's an eight, she's a nine, she's a ten, I know
She's got ruby red lips, blond hair, blue eyes
An' I'm about to bid my heart good-bye!

Well, the auctioneer was goin' about a mile a minute
He was takin' bids an' callin' them out loud
An' I guess I was really gettin' in it
'Cause I just shouted out above the crowd!

An' I said, hey, pretty lady, won'cha gimme a sign
I'd give anything to make you mine all mine
I'll do your biddin' an' be at your beckon call
Yeah, I never seen anyone lookin' so fine
Man, I gotta have her, she's a one-of-a-kind
I'm goin' once, goin' twice,
I'm sold! On the lady in the long black dress
Well she won my heart it was no contest
With her ruby red lips, blond hair, blue eyes
Well I'm about to bid my heart good-bye!

Yeah, we found love on the auction block
An' I hauled her heart away
Now we still love to laugh about
The way we met that day

When I said, hey, pretty lady, won'cha gimme a sign
I'd give anything to make you mine all mine
I'll do your biddin' an' be at your beckon call
Yeah, I never seen anyone lookin' so fine
Man, I gotta have her, she's a one-of-a-kind
I'm goin' once, goin' twice,
I'm sold! On the lady in the second row
She's an eight, she's a nine, she's a ten, I know
She's got ruby red lips, blond hair blue eyes
An' I'm about to bid my heart good-bye!

For The Good Times

(Kris Kristofferson)

Don't look so sad
I know it's over
But life goes on
And this old world
Will keep on turning
Let's just be glad
We had some time to spend together
There's no need to watch the bridges
That we're burning

Lay your head,
Upon my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body
Close to mine
Hear the whisper of the raindrops
Blowing soft, against the window
And make believe you love me,
One more time,
For the good times

I'll get along
You'll find another
And I'll be here
If you should find,
You ever need me
Don't say a word
About tomorrow, or forever
There'll be time enough for sadness
When you leave me

Lay your head
Upon my pillow
Hold your warm and tender body
Close to mine
Hear the whisper of the raindrops
Blowing soft against the window
And make believe you love me
One more time
For the good times

Sing Me Back Home

(Merle Haggard)

The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom

I stood up to say good-bye like all the rest

And I heard him tell the warden just before he reached my cell

Let my guitar playing friend do my request (Let him...)

Sing me back home with a song I used to hear

Make my old memories come alive

Take me away and turn back the years

Sing Me Back Home before I die

I recall last Sunday morning a choir came in from town

Just to sing a few old gospel song

And I heard him tell the singers There's a song my mama sang.

Can I hear once before we move along

CHORUS

Sing Me Back Home before I die

Heartaches by the Number

(Harlan Howard)

Heartache number 1 was when you left me
I didn’t know that I could hurt this way
And heartache number 2
Was when you came back again
You came back but never meant to stay

Chorus
Now I've got heartaches by the number
Troubles by the score
Every day you love me less
Each day I love you more
I've got heartaches by the number
A love that I can't win
But the day that I stop counting
That's the day my world will end

Heartache number 3 was when you called me
And said that you’d be coming back to stay
With hopeful heart I waited
For your knock on the door
I waited but you must have lost your way

Green Green Grass of Home

(Curly Putman)

The old hometown looks the same
As I step down from the train
And there to meet me is my mama and my papa
And down the road I look and there runs Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It’s good to touch the green green grass of home

The old house is still standing
Though the paint is cracked and dry
And there’s the old oak tree
That I used to play on
Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It’s good to touch the green green grass of home

Yes they’ll all come to meet me arms reaching smiling sweetly
It’s good to touch the green green grass of home

Then I awake and look around me
At the four grey walls that surround me
Then I realize that I was only dreaming
For there’s a guard and there’s a sad old padre
Arm in arm we’ll walk at daybreak
Again, I’ll touch the green green grass of home

Yes, they’ll all come to meet me in the shade of that old oak tree
As they lay me ‘neath the green green grass of home

Ghost Riders in the Sky

(Stan Jones)

An old cowpoke went riding out, one dark and windy day

Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way

When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw

Plowin through a ragged sky, and up a cloudy draw

Their brands were still on fire and their hoofs were made of steel

Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel

A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky

For as he saw the riders comin hard, and he heard their mournful cry

Yip-i-yi-o, Yip-i-ki-ya, Ghost riders in the sky

As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name,