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By Merle Haggard, I sit alone at my table and watch all the
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By Merle Haggard, When a woman gets the blues she hangs her little
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By Merle Haggard, I know we know
I won't be here for long
A travelin'
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By Merle Haggard, TRAVELIN' BLUES
(Jimmie Rodgers - Shelly Lee Alley)
« © '31 Peer
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By Merle Haggard, Just old Rambling Bill, just old Rambling Bill
Some day I
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By Merle Haggard, Feelin' tired and weary from my head down to my
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By Merle Haggard, TRUCK DRIVER'S BLUES
WRITER TED DAFFAN
(Feelin' tired and weary from
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By Merle Haggard, Tulare dust in a farm boy's nose
Wondering where the freight
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By Merle Haggard, You can find me in a dim light bar-+room
If your
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By Merle Haggard, Twinkle, twinkle lucky star
Can you send me luck from where
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By Merle Haggard, The ladies of the garden club say
His home is just
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By Merle Haggard, I lost my job in Saginaw working on the railroad
After
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By Merle Haggard, Here the labor is so hard and the workers they
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By Merle Haggard, All around the water tanks
Waiting for a train
A thousand miles
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By Merle Haggard, Wake up, don't just lay there like cold granite stone
Wake
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By Merle Haggard, Wake up, don't just lay there like cold granite stone
Wake
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By Merle Haggard, WALK A MILE IN MY SHOES
WRITER JOE SOUTH
If I
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By Merle Haggard, I've been in here so long I forgot what I
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By Merle Haggard, You left me and you went away
You said that you'd
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By Merle Haggard, Ever in dreams with you I'll sway dear
To the waltz
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By Merle Haggard, WATCHING SCOTTY GROW
WRITER MAC DAVIS
There he sits with a
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By Merle Haggard, WAY DOWN YONDER IN NEW ORLEANS
WRITERS HENRY CREAMER, J.
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By Merle Haggard, WAY DOWN YONDER IN NEW ORLEANS
WRITERS HENRY CREAMER, J.
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By Merle Haggard, Wish I was down on some Blue Bayou
With a bamboo
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By Merle Haggard, What a friend we have in Jesus all our sins
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By Merle Haggard, I can make it for a day or two without
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By Merle Haggard, It all started in 1929 me and Diana had gone
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By Merle Haggard, I remember it all started in 1929
When me and Diana
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By Merle Haggard, He spoke of a morning and an uncloudy day
With no
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By Merle Haggard, The boys are wantin' me to go out drinking
They want
