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By Frankie Laine, Every day, along about evening.
There's the sunshing beginning to
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By Frankie Laine, Answer me, Lord above:
Just what sin have I been guilty
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By Frankie Laine, He rode a blazing saddle
He wore a shining star
His job
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By Frankie Laine, All day I've faced the barren waste,
Without the taste of
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By Frankie Laine, My heart knows what the wild goose knows
And I must
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By Frankie Laine, Wildcat Kelley, looking mighty pale
Was standing by the Sheriff's side
And
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By Frankie Laine, Never know how much I love you
Never know how much
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By Frankie Laine, Granada, I'm falling under your spell,
And if you could speak,
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By Frankie Laine, ' Gunfight At The Ok Corral '
Ok corral ok
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By Frankie Laine, I came to town
To search for gold
And I brought with
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By Frankie Laine, Hey, good lookin' what you got cookin'?
Hows about cookin' something
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By Frankie Laine, Do not forsake me, oh my darlin'
On this, our weddin'
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By Frankie Laine, Hummingbird, hummingbird should be your name
Too restless to settle too
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By Frankie Laine, I believe for every drop of rain that falls a
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By Frankie Laine, Jealousy, night and day you torture me
I sometimes wonder if
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By Frankie Laine, Jezebel
Jezebel
If ever the Devil was born without a pair of
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By Frankie Laine, Your love and mine, dear, it will shine, dear
Just like
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By Frankie Laine, Memories in Gold (Frankie Laine)
Those melodies that we two crossed
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By Frankie Laine, You can gamble for match sticks, you can gamble for
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By Frankie Laine, Mule train, yeah, yeah.
Mule train: clippetty-clopping over hill and plain.
Seems
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By Frankie Laine, Put your self in my place, baby
And try to understand
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By Frankie Laine, Rain, rain, rain.
Rain, rain, rain.
Rain, rain, rain, rain.
Well, didn't
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By Frankie Laine, Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Rawhide
She rollin',
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By Frankie Laine, An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy
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By Frankie Laine, Rose, Rose I love you with an aching heart.
What is
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By Frankie Laine, Some people say a man is made outta' mud
A poor
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By Frankie Laine, Someday you will seek me and find me
Someday of the
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By Frankie Laine, Strange lady in town, strange lady in town.
She's all that
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By Frankie Laine, To spend one night with you
In our old rendezvous
And reminisce
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By Frankie Laine, THE KID'S LAST FIGHT
WRITER BOB MERRILL
It was Tiger Wilson