And there's a chance the one I love would still forgive me It's a step that I just never took before And there's the door, and there's the door
there's a chance the one I love Would still forgive me It's a step that I just never took before There's the door There's the door...
Translation: Jones, George. There's The Door.
OLD TIME ROCK AND ROLL Writers George Jackson, Thomas Jones Just take those old records off the shelf I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself Today's music
Tammy wynette and george jones (l. payne, g. jones) 16 biggest hits - tammy wynette and george jones album Transcriber: awcantor@aol.com Take me, take
fishin' gear, My George Jones CD's and my case of beer. She left a little note up on the table sayin' we were through. Hey mister, you tell me, what's
corner If love's gone wrong George Strait or Jones have sung it in a song If misery love's company, you'll never be alone It's all on the jukebox, here's
treat it like home It's the reason *****z saying my name like Mike Jones The underground is mine, I treat it like home It's the reason *****z saying my name like Mike Jones
it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones The underground is mine, I treat it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones
A ROSE FROM A BRIDE'S BOUQUET WRITERS CLARK VAN NESS, JIMMY DICKENS (It was only a rose from the bride's bouquet.) I went to a wedding one bright summer
FROM THE BRIDE'S BOUQUET (Jimmy Dickens - Clarke VanHess - Marty Hale) « © '49 Acuff-Rose Music » (It was only a rose from the bride's
feathers flew Your running wild kicking up your heels Leaving me home with a hand full of bills I can't live with out your you know it's true There's
so will it be it's true for you it's true for me Somewhere down that narrow road he'll relieve your heavy load Life's supreme reward receive if you believe
it's no more than a cold wind that's blowing It's my lifetime from here to the door From here to the door is your freedom... Yes it's my lifetime from
Written by George Jones and Jack Ripley Just a few of my favorite lies . . . Lately I don't even miss her Yes it's true, out of sight and out of mind
Now once I ended this song but I can write some more There's half a dozen wolves a-comin' up to my door I can tell by lookin' it's plain to see They
your heels A leaving me home with a handful of bills Well I can't live without you and you know it's true But there's no livin' with you so what'll I
