A poor boy's chances for pretty girl's glances're sometimes very
Heaven knows we've seen the storm clouds gather
And it looked
Someone told a lie again said they saw you out
ANOTHER DAY ANOTHER DOLLAR
Writer Wynn Stewart)
Another day another dollar day
I'm just a smile away from cryin' whenever I'm this
If you want my kind of love baby it's yours
If
Back to the blue room where I can cry alone
I
I wonder little bar fly if I crushed you in
Can't you tell my love's a growin'
Can't you feel it
BIG CITY
Writer C. Shamley
Big city, you mean more to her
BREAKIN' THE RULES
WRITER Hank Thompson - Billy Gray - Al
BRING IT ON BACK TO ME
WITH JAN HOWARD
Writer Harlan Howard
Copyright
Everything in our new home is all built-in
From the kitchen
When the morning sun streaks across my room
And I'm wakened
Care oh, what a beautiful word
For those who had somebody
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