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"Turn That Radio
On"
Archie
Jordan/Paul Davis
So let the music start
Somebody turn that radio on I can't stand it
I wanna hear a love song and dance real slow
Somebody turn the jukebox up I demand it,
baby hold me close
I remember what it's like to dance with you all night
Baby it felt so good back then
Who was right or wrong doesn't really matter
I just want to be back in your arms again
I wanna glide across the floor
And feel you next to me once more
Just like it was before
Somebody turn that radio on I can't stand it
I wanna hear a love song and dance real slow
Somebody turn the jukebox up I demand it
Baby hold me close. oh yeah,,,my my my baby
We could be dancing in the dark
We could be dancing heart to heart
Somebody turn that radio on I can't stand it
I wanna hear a love song and dance real slow
Somebody turn the jukebox up I demand...baby hold me close
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"I Ain't Gonna Cry No More"
Don
Schlitz/John Hall/Joanna Hall I might still sleep on my side of
the bed
And never move the pillow where you laid your head
I might stare out the window til the sun comes shining through
But I ain't gonna cry no more, I ain't gonna cry no more
I ain't gonna cry no more for you
I might just leave your picture up on the wall
And stay close to the phone just in case you call
I just might stay home all night
The way you always wanted me to
But I ain't gonna cry no more, no I ain't gonna cry no more
I ain't gonna cry no more for you .....Naw..
I get all choked up inside when the groom starts kissing the bride
I might cry when they play that song, but it won't be because you're
gone
No no.... make no mistake about what I say, I still think about you
every day
Since you found somebody else all my tears are reserved for myself
And I ain't gonna cry no more..I ain't gonna cry no more
No I ain't gonna cry no more for you
Since you found somebody else all my tears are reserved for myself
And I ain't gonna cry no more, I ain't gonna cry no more
I ain't gonna cry no more for you ©
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"Honky Tonk Women"
I met a gin
soaked bar room queen in Memphis
She tried to take me upstairs for a ride
She had to heave me right across her shoulders
Cause I just can't seem to drink that woman off my mind
Shes a Hooooonky tonk woman
Gimmie gimmie gimmie that honky tonk love
I laid her some folks say in New York city
I had to put up some kind of a fight
The lady then she covered me with roses
She blew my
nose and then she blew my mind
Shes a Hooooonky tonk woman
Gimmie gimmie gimmie that honky tonk sound
Shes a Hooooonky tonk woman
Gimmie gimmie gimmie that honky tonk sound
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"Cattle Call"
Woo - hoo
- woo - ooo - ti - de
Woo - hoo - ooo - oop - i
- de - de
Woo - hoo - woo - ooo - ti -
de
Yod-el - od-el- lo - ti - de
The cattle are prowlin' the coyotes are howlin'
Way out where the dogies bawl
Where spurs are a-jinglin', a cowboy is singin'
This lonesome cattle call
Woo - hoo - woo - ooo - ti -
de
Woo - hoo - ooo - oop - i
- de - de
Woo - hoo - woo - ooo - ti -
de
Yod-el - od-el- lo - ti - de
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"My Funny
Valentine"
You're my funny
valentine,
Sweet comic valentine,
You make me smile with my heart
Your looks are laughable, un-photographable
Yet, you're my favorite work of art
Is your figure less than Greek
Is your mouth a little weak
When you open it to speak, are you smart
But, don't change a hair for me
Not if you care for me
Stay little valentine, stay
Each day is Valentine's Day
Is your figure less than Greek
Is your mouth a little weak
When you open it to speak, are you smart
But, don't change a hair for me
Not if you care for me
Stay little valentine, stay
Each day is Valentine's Day
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"My Babe"
Well,
now my babe don't stand no cheating, my babe
Well, my babe don't stand no cheating, my baby
You know, my babe don't stand no cheating
She don't, she don't, she don't, oh, God
My babe, I know she loves me, my babe
Well, my babe, I know she loves me, my babe
Yeah now, my baby, I know she loves me, my babe
Well, my babe, I know she loves me
She don't do nothing but kiss and hug me
My babe, I know she loves me, my babe
Talking bout my babe, talking about my babe
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