Artist : HAGGARD, MERLE
Album : Branded Man

Deep inside this lonely prison where the pleasures are so few
Where the walls are strong and the days are long and there's nothin' new
I learned to play the guitar and I'm a doin' the best I can
I guess I could be worse because I made the prison band
I made the prison band.

Now there's ole bashful Bill on the doghouse bass Willie on the steel guitar
He hails from Ponkatilla where they drive a pretty mean bar
And back on the drum there's two time Tom our mshot temple man
The boys call me their singin' MC since I made the prison band
I made the prison band.

I've been plannin' a break since Christmas I had the details all worked out
But now I know that I ain't gonna go and there's no doubt
I had my try-out Sunday and the outcome changed my plan
I gotta rehearse for the Friday night show cause I made the prison band
I made the prison band.

Now there's ole bashful Bill on the doghouse bass Willie on the steel guitar
He hails from Ponkatilla where they drive a pretty mean bar
And back on the drum there's two time Tom our mshot temple man
The boys call me their singin' MC since I made the prison band
I made the prison band.

I made the prison band...

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Artist : HAGGARD, MERLE
Album : Sing Me Back Home

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 from 'cross the street
Came to sing a few old gospel songs
And I heard him tell the singers 'There's a song my mama sang.
Can I hear once before we move along?'

Sing me back home, the song my mama sang
Make my old memories come alive
Take me away and turn back the years
Sing Me Back Home before I die

Sing Me Back Home before I die

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Artist : HAGGARD, MERLE
Album : Sing Me Back Home

If some time we're thrown together by our friends
And we're forced to see each other once again
I may lose control inspite of how I try
Please look over me while I cry.

If I'm fool enough to keep on loving you
After all the grief and heartache I've been through
Be kind enough to help me save my pride
Please look over me while I cry.

Pretend you're not aware of how you torture me
And with your help maybe no one else will notice me
Be kind enough to help me save my pride
Please look over me while I cry.

Pretend you're not aware of how you torture me
And with your help maybe no one else will notice me
Be kind enough to help me save my pride
Please look over me while I cry...

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Artist : HAGGARD, MERLE
Album : Sing Me Back Home

Oh, the path was deep and wide
From footsteps leading to our cabin
Above the door there burned a scarlet lamp
And late at night a hand would knock
And there would stand a stranger
Yes, I'm the son of Hickory Holler's tramp.

Yeah, the weeds were high, the corn was dry
When daddy took to drinking
Him and Sally Walker, they up and ran away
Then Momma shed a silent tear
And promised fourteen children
"I swear you'll never see a hungry day."

When Momma sacrificed her pride
The neighbours started talking
But we were much too young
To understand the things they said
All we really cared about
Was Momma's chicken dumplings
And a goodnight kiss
Before we went to bed.

Oh, you know, the path was deep and wide
From footsteps leading to our cabin
Above the door there burned a scarlet lamp
And late at night a hand would knock
And there would stand a stranger
Yes, I'm the son of Hickory Holler's tramp.

When Daddy left and destitution
Came upon our family
Not one neighbour volunteered
To lend a helping hand
So just let 'em gossip all they want
She loved us, and she raised us
The proof is standing here
A full grown man.

Last summer Momma passed away
And left the ones who loved her
Each and every one is
More than grateful for their birth
And each Sunday she receives
A big bouquet of fourteen roses
With a card that reads
'The Greatest Mom on Earth.'

Oh, you know, the path was deep and wide
From footsteps leading to our cabin
Above the door there burned a scarlet lamp
And late at night a hand would knock
And there would stand a stranger
Yes, I'm the son of Hickory Holler's tramp...

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Artist : HAGGARD, MERLE
Album : Sing Me Back Home

Warm red wine you know that place where you take me some times
Where my caress have wings and fly right off my shoulder
Where I leave my cares behind and for a while find peace of mind
Help me friend of mine wine take me away.

Wine take me away where I can lose myself
Take me where I won't even see the light of day
It's my life and I wanna live it it's my will and I wanna give it
Help me friend of mine wine take me away.

When my life becomes a grime and when I'm weary and tired
Then I'll tell myself I need a short vacation
I gotta leave this lonely town and you're the quickest way I found
Help me friend of mine wine take me away.

Wine take me away where I can lose myself
Take me where I won't even see the light of day
It's my life and I wanna live it it's my will and I wanna give it
Help me friend of mine wine take me away.

Help me friend of mine wine take me away...

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Artist : HAGGARD, MERLE
Album : Sing Me Back Home

If you see my baby while making your rounds
In some crowded nightspot or cafe in town
Tell her I miss her and I'm still around
If you see my baby in this lonesome old town.

Tell her to call me when she's all alone
'Cause I'm always waitin' by my telephone
I'd still worship the ground where she walks around
If you see my baby in this lonesome old town.

Tell her to call me when she's all alone
'Cause I'm always waitin' by my telephone
I'd still worship the ground where she walks around
If you see my baby in this lonesome old town...

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Artist : HAGGARD, MERLE
Album : Sing Me Back Home

Where does the good times go
Where does the river flow
Where does the north wind blow
Where does the good times go

Lips that used to burn with love
Now are cold beneath my touch
Still I love you oh so much
Where does the good times go

Where does the good times go
Where does the river flow
Where does the north wind blow
Where does the good times go

Arms that used to hold me tight
Eyes that shone with love so bright
Now have changed like day to night
Where does the good times go

Where does the good times go
Where does the river flow
Where does the north wind blow
Where does the good times go
Where does the good times go

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Artist : HAGGARD, MERLE
Album : Sing Me Back Home

A loser doesn't always know he's losing
Till he's lost the game and it's too late to win
I hope I'll call in time and you'll forgive me
Cause I want so much to come back home again.

And I'll leave the bottle on the bar
If you'll take me back to start anew
I'll leave the bottle on the bar
I'll sober up and come back home to you.

I stood by and let the bottle come between us
And I let it through me time and time again
Before I thought the wine was all I needed
But now I see just what a fool I've been.

And I'll leave the bottle on the bar
If you'll take me back to start anew
I'll leave the bottle on the bar
I'll sober up and come back home to you...

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Artist : HAGGARD, MERLE
Album : Sing Me Back Home

The girl I love so much just walked in the door
My past is present but she's not mine anymore
Did she stop by to hurt me or does she even know I'm here
My past is present it'd be that she still cares.

For without her there's no future she's close yet far away
I keep hoping that my tomorrows will catch up with yesterday
For time has stopped my world has stopped since she went away
My past is present I just hope she's back to stay.

For time has stopped my world has stopped since she went away
My past is present I just hope she's back to stay...

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Artist : HAGGARD, MERLE
Album : Sing Me Back Home

It may be down the south in Alabama
Or maybe just a little old one horse town
It could be on the back streets of Chicago
But if it's home it's still the greatest place around.

Home's where a kid grows up'
And spends his younger days
Home is where I long to be
No matter how far away.

There may be an old sweetheart still there waitin'
Can't tell I might even find a few old friends
I know my mom and dad would like to see me
And know I want so much to go back home again.

Home's where the kid grows up
And spends his younger days
Home is where I long to be
No matter how far away.

It may be down the south in Alabama...

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