—Patsy Cline
If I could see the world through the eyes of a child
What a wonderful world this would be
There'd be no trouble and no strife
Just a big happy life with a bluebird in every tree
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I could see right, no wrong, I could see good, no bad
I could see all the good things in life I've never had
If I could see the world through the eyes of a child
What a wonderful world this would be
If I could see the world through the eyes of a child
Smiling faces would greet me all the while
Like a lovely work of art It would warm my weary heart
Just to see through the eyes of a child
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Sunny days are comin' once again
Blue skies are comin' round the bend
Just a couple more rooster calls
And that'll be no time at all
Sunny days are comin' once again
We've been hidin' out for much too long
What seemed right now feels so very wrong
Such a cruel, wicked twist
The way we've been apart like this
Sunny days are comin' once again
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It ain't gonna rain round here no more
The last few drops are dryin' on the door
I reckon I should wind my watch
And find the key for this old clock
Sunny days are comin' once again
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Mama said don't go near that river
Don't be hangin' around old catfish John
Come the morning I'd always be there
Walking in his footsteps in the sweet delta dawn.
Let me dream of another morning
And the time so long ago
Where the sweet magnolias blossomed
Cotton fields as white as snow.
Catfish John was a river hobo
Lived and died on the river bend
Lookin' back I still remember
I was glad to be his friend.
Born a slave in the town of Vicksburg
Traded for a chestnut mare
Still he never spoke in anger
Though his load was hard to bear.
When our old age pension check comes to our door,
We won't have to dread the poor house anymore.
Though we're old and thin and gray,
Good times will be back to stay,
When our old age pension check comes to our door.
When her old age pension check comes to her door,
Dear old grandma won't be lonesome any more.
She'll be waiting at the gate,
Every night she'll have a date,
When her old age pension check comes to her door.
Grow a flowing long white beard and use a cane,
'Cause you're in your second childhood, don't complain.
Life will just begin at sixty,
And we'll all feel very frisky,
When our old age pension check comes to our door.
Powder and paint will be abolished on that day,
Ankle skirts will then be brought back into play.
Painted cheeks will be the rage,
And old maids will tell their age,
When their old age pension check comes to our door.
All the drug stores will go bankrupt on that day,
For cosmetics, they will all be put away.
I'll put the flapper on the shelf,
And get a grandma for myself,
When her old age pension check comes to her door.
There's a man that turned this country upside-down
With his old age pension rumor going 'round.
If you want in on the fun,
Send your dimes to Washington,
And that old age pension man will be around.
Hard luck papa can't stand his ground,
He was a good papa, but he done gone down.
Lawd, Lawd, got them Brown's Ferry Blues!
Hard luck papa standing in the rain,
If the world was corn he couldn't buy grain.
Lawd, Lawd, he got them Brown's Ferry Blues!
Two old maids, playing in the sand,
Each one a-wishin' that the other'n was a man.
Lawd, Lawd, he got them Brown's Ferry Blues!
Two old maids done lost their style,
If you want to be lucky you've got to smile.
Lawd, Lawd, he got them Brown's Ferry Blues!
Hard luck papa countin' his toes,
You can smell his feet wherever he goes.
Lawd, Lawd, he got them Brown's Ferry Blues!
Hard luck papa can't do his stuff,
The trouble with him, he's been too rough.
Lawd, Lawd, he got them Brown's Ferry Blues!
Early to bed and early to rise,
And your girl goes out with other guys.
Lawd, Lawd, he got them Brown's Ferry Blues!
If you don't b'lieve it, try it yourself;
I tried it but I got left.
Lawd, Lawd, he got them Brown's Ferry Blues!
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Doc's Lyrics:
Hard luck papa comin' down the lane
Mama give him back his walkin' cane
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry blues
Thrown it away and he went to town
To see that woman and now he's down
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry blues
Hard luck papa gettin' too tired
If he don't quit drinkin', he'll be high as a kite
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry blues
He's drinkin' that block and tackle kind
He can walk a block and tackle a lion
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry blues
I walked up to my girl's old man
And I asked him for my true love's hand
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry blues
He said, "You la-la-little galoot"
And instead of her hand, I got his foot
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry blues
Hard luck papa standin' in the rain
If the world was corn, he couldn't buy grain
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry blues
He runs around in secondhand clothes
You can smell his feet wherever he goes
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry blues
Revenue man took my gin
I hope they won't come back again
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry blues
Took my sweetie with them too
'Cause she'd had a little drink or two
Lord, Lord, I got them Brown's Ferry blues
Said that's why he took her
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Oh, my heart skips a beat when we
walk down the street
I feel a trembling in my knees
And just to know you're mine until the end of time
Makes my heart skip a beat
Well, I did a double take the day I met you
My heart turned a flip as I stood next to you
And I knew right there I never could forget you
For you are my every dream come true every dream come true
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You came into my life without a warning
And you turned my cloudy skies from gray to blue
You're my sunshine that comes up every morning
Yes you are my every dream come true
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The green rolling hills of West Virginia
Are the nearest thing to Heaven that I know,
Though the times are sad and drear' and I cannot linger here,
They'll keep me and never let me go.
My Daddy said, "Don't ever be a miner,
For a miner's grave is all you'll ever own.
Oh it's hard times everywhere, I can't find a dime to spare,
These are the worst times I've ever known."
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Oh I'll move away into some crowded city,
In some Northern factory town you'll find me there.
Though I'll leave the past behind, I will never change my mind,
These troubled times are more than I can bear.
Chorus
And someday I'll go back to West Virginia,
To the green rolling hills I love so well.
Yes, someday I'll go home, and I know I'll right some wrongs,
These troubled times will follow me no more.
Yes, someday I'll go home, and I know I'll right ssome wrongs,
And these troubled times will follow me no more.
