#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## # Date: Mon, 27 Jan 1997 12:13:31 +0100 From: Perret Charles********************* DIGGIN' UP BONES ********************* written by Paul Overstreet and Al Gore performed by Randy Travis. Verse 1: C/G Last night i dug your picture out from my old dresser drawer I set it on the table and i talked to it 'til four F I read some old love letters right up 'til the break of bone C/G G C/G Yeah i've been settlin' alone diggin' up bones Verse 2: C/G Then i went to the jewelery and i found our wedding rings I've put mine on my finger and i gave yours a flame F I crossed this lonely bedroom of our recent broken home C/G G C/G Yeah tonight i'm settlin' alone diggin' up bones Chorus: C/G I'm diggin' up bones,i'm diggin' up bones G Exhuming things that better left alone C/G F I'm resurrecting memories of love that's dead and gone C/G G C/G Yeah tonight i'm settlin' alone diggin' up bones Verse 3: C/G And i went to the closet and i found some things in there Like that pretty neglige that i bought you to wear F And i recall how good you looked each time you had it on C/G G C/G Yeah tonight i'm settlin' alone diggin' up bones Chorus. C/G F I'm resurrecting memories of love that's dead and gone C/G G C/G Yeah tonight i'm settlin' alone diggin' up bones Chorus (til end). Perret Charles-Amir : [email protected] ---------- X-Sun-Data-Type: default X-Sun-Data-Description: default X-Sun-Data-Name: StormsOfLife.crd X-Sun-Charset: us-ascii X-Sun-Content-Lines: 53 Date: Fri, 19 May 1995 15:11 -0400 (EDT) From: [email protected] Subject: Re[3]: Legal stuff... To: [email protected] MIME-version: 1.0 Song: The Storms of Life Artist: Randy Travis D There's a dirty piece of cardboard G that reads Montgomery Ward A D taped across the window of my old Ford. G A six-pack on the front seat and a box of chicken wings, A D D7 I'm dialin' 'cross the radio for a song that I can sing G I'd better change my wandrin ways, D I know I've seen my better days, A D D7 always gettin' high when I get low. G Well, I left my soul out in the rain, D Lord, what a price I've had to pay. A D The storms of life are washin' me away. An old mail pouch, tobacco sign fadin' on the barn, bringin' back sweet memories of Mama's farm/ When love was just a country girl that lived on down the road. Spoken: you know, she almost had me turned around, but that was years ago. I'd better change my wandrin ways, I know I've seen my better days, always gettin' high when I get low. Well, I left my soul out in the rain, Lord, what a price I've had to pay. The storms of life are washin' me away. Yeah, the storms of life are washin' me away. Howard . ---------- X-Sun-Data-Type: default X-Sun-Data-Description: default X-Sun-Data-Name: SmokinTheHive.crd X-Sun-Charset: us-ascii X-Sun-Content-Lines: 74 ******************* SMOKIN' THE HIVE ******************* written by Byron Hill and J. Remington Wilde performed by Randy Travis and Clint Eastwood. Verse 1: (Randy Travis) A I was ten years old on my grandpa's farm when it happened E After all these years i can still hear grandpa laughin' A As he applied that barnyard remedy D He passed his wisdom down to me A E A You don't reach for the honey without smokin' the hive Verse 2: (Clint Eastwood) A I remember my first crush was on the preacher's daughter E We were smoochin' on the front porch swing that night when he caught her A We weren't expectin' him home until quarter past ten D When the good Lord taught me that lesson again A E A You don't reach for the honey without smokin' the hive Chorus: (Randy Travis,Clint Eastwood) A D A You don't point your pistol before you check each chamber E A And you don't drink no you don't drink when you drive D A F#m It's just ordinary common sense to avoid that danger A E A You don't reach for the honey without smokin' the hive Verse 3: (Randy Travis,Clint Eastwood) A She rolled into town with rodeo,she was a beauty E And that cowboy saw you wink at her,she was a cutie A The sound of jinglin' spurs caught me dead on a run D He was fit to be tied and you were under the gun A E A You don't reach for the honey without smokin' the hive Chorus. A E A No,you don't reach for the honey without smokin' the hive / You're gonna get stung boy
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