(Bob McDill)
I´ve been lonesome,
I´ve been empty
I got an achin´,
Way dow
(Bob McDill)
I’ve never had a face you’d notice
The world never
(Al Turney)
Sometimes you may think
I take you for granted
And granted,
I can see your heart is achin'
He hurt you more
(Writers: Bob McDill,Wayland Holyfield)
Your bags are packed and waitin'
By
(Roger Cook, John Prine)
I can´t work late
Although I need the
(Don Williams)
Likely as not, there´s been better weather
I feel real
(Bob McDill / John Schweers)
Well, we've had our troubles, we've
(Writers: Burt Bacharach, Hal David)
Someday I'm gonna write
The story of
(Don Williams)
There's no cause to think that I won't stay
Haven't
(Don Williams)
You get to me
And it’s been plain
Enough
(Wayland Holyfield)
You placed gold on my finger
You brought love like