oh but I don't hear you [ piano ] I hear the children playing I hear the clock striking two I hear the mailman whistling oh but I don't hear you I see
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window oh but I don't hear you [ piano ] I hear the children playing I hear the clock striking two I hear the mailman whistling oh but I don't hear you I
shelf I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself Today's music ain't got the same soul I like that old time rock 'n' roll Don't try to take me to a disco You
story ain't that simple and it don't stop here Patsy Cline still echos through my younger years I know you can hear me 'cause the music never stops George Jones
I'll be over you when you're standing over me And as you look down at the cold cold ground I'm sleeping in Don't expect to hear me say that I still love
you punch that number could I make one request Don't rock the jukebox, I wanna hear some Jones 'Cause my heart ain't ready for The Rolling Stones I don't
radio would play George Jones You never hear Family Tradition Or all of those killer songs Bocephus wrote And I ain't heard twin fiddlin' since I don't
grace If you want to hear some country Then you?ve come to the right place You miss Waylon, if it don?t make you smile Like Willie and George Jones You
, don't talk to broads that are spoke for That provokes war, stand out like cold sores You claim that you hard but you whole core George Bush and CIA, you
an Alabama jubilee Mandolins, violins, Hear the darkies tunin' up, the fun begins, Come this way, don't delay, Better hurry, honey dear, or you'll be
soon I'm developing my pictures of the girl I admire Soon I will see you know you as you really are I'm told you wear two faces to hide things from me
longer since you've gone don't leave me lonely too long I need your arms to hold me and hear you say you need me Don't let me live on dreams alone don
Well now don't you know you send me where I never been before I just want to let you know I love you so Well I like to hear you talkin' but you're wastin
] Don't be mad at me Mister I know that it's wrong But I want you to hear the words of that song So don't stop the music don't make me go home I know
[ guitar ] Well early in the mornin' and I'm givin' you my warnin' Don't you step on my blue suede shoes Hey diddle diddle I'm a playin' my fiddle ain't
when you stomp your feet, your heart will beat, A rhythm to the old steel guitsr rag Break or bridge: You may be kind choosy, 'bout the kind of songs you hear, You
