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                       Golden Oldies Lyrics Quiz #328
               Recordings #01-25 were from 1955 through 1969
             Due 5:00 p.m. EDT (GMT-4), Saturday, May 31, 2014

Well since she put me down
I've been out doin' in my head

A Cadillac a-rollin' on open road
Nothin' outrun my V8 Ford

Silver dollar
Rabbit's foot
With a four-leaf clover and a horseshoe

She'll cry just to think I'd really leave her
Though time and time I've tried to tell her so
She just didn't know
I would really go

You know you love me baby
Still you tell me maybe
That some day
Well I'll be blue

Night after night
I've been standing here alone
Weeping my heart out till cold gray dawn
Hoping that you're lonely and you'll come here too

Well yonder comes Miss Rosie, boy
How in the world do you know
By the way she wears her apron, boy
And the clothes she wooooorrrre

I'm puttin' you down baby
And I'm goin' my way
Forget about you baby
I'm leavin' to stay

Empty nights echo your name
Oh sometimes I wonder
Will I ever be the same

But things have changed
And I've found me somebody new
Someone to make me forget about you
And I'm tellin' you

Feel so bad baby
Oh it hurts me
When I think of how you love and desert me
I'm the broken-hearted toy you play with

I love you baby
And if it's quite all right
I need you baby
To warm the lonely night
I love you baby
Trust in me when I say

You loved me before
Please love me again
I can't let you go back to him
Please don't go
Please don't go

So take a good look at my face
You'll see my smile looks out of place

Ah those fishing boats
With their sails afloat
If I could only see
That familiar sunrise
Through sleepy eyes
How happy I'd be

It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It don't matter anyhow
And it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don't know by now

For my darling
I love you
And I always will

Ah you said you'd be back in a big black limousine
But you know I'm inclined to believe that's not the kind you mean
'Cause when you're fallin' down off of your cloud
And you're just another face in the crowd
They're gonna throw you away like last week's magazine

Now the water's deep and wide
Can't hold out long this way
If I could spend a time
Perhaps I'd find a way

Your heart belonged to only me
But that was many tears ago
Now your love is just a memory

I would be runnin' but my feet's too slow
Young man rhythm got ahold of me too

Cannot mend this heart of mine
And I dare not drown my sorrow
In the warm glow of your wine

How could she tell he deceived her so well
Pity she'll be the last one to know

So you see
I really care-are-are
Without you
I'm nothin'
Oh, oh

Please please please please please
Tell me you're going to


Well I'm puttin' that cotton in 11-foot sack
Well I'm puttin' that cotton in 11-foot sack
Well I'm puttin' that cotton in 11-foot sack
With a 12-gauge shotgun at my back

He said he'll be there right on time
He'll be there come what may
He'll take them to a puppet show
The little one can't wait to go


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