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Loretta Lynn


Информация
Настоящее имя Loretta Webb
Дата рождения 14 апреля 1932 г.
Откуда Butcher Hollow, Kentucky, USA
Жанры Gospel
Honky tonk
Country
Годы 1960—н.в.
Лейблы Columbia Records
Interscope Records
См. также Dolly Parton
Ernest Tubb
Conway Twitty
Tammy Wynette
Jack White
Crystal Gayle
Peggy Sue
The Lynns
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Альбом Loretta Lynn


Country Music Hall of Fame Series: Loretta Lynn (1991)
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We used to go out walkin' hand in hand
You told me all the big things you had planned
It wasn't long 'till all your dreams came true
Success put me in second place with you.

You have no time to love me any more
Since fame and fortune knocked upon our door
Now I spend all my evenings all alone
Success had made a failure of our home.

--- Instrumental ---

If we could share an evening now and then
Perhaps we'd find true happiness again
You never hold me like you used to do
It's funny what success has done to you.

You have no time to love me any more
Since fame and fortune knocked upon our door
Now I spend all my evenings all alone
Success has made a failure of our home...

. . .


Now we go our seperate ways
Mr, and Mrs, used to be
For oh, so long I've loved you
I know that you loved me.

But time moved on and we grew far apart
It's not the way I wanted but the judge has set you free
Although you're still the first one in my heart
I just don't understand it how people such as we.

Could know the love that we have known but somehow disagree
I hope that you'll be happy the same dear you from me
Now we go our seperate ways
Mr. and Mrs. used to be.

--- Instrumental ---

At first it was like heaven on earth for you and me
But heaven's sure has changed a lot since then
I can't put all the blame on you for some belongs to me
But started out at heaven reached an end.

I guess we could have made it but pride stood in our way
For love to live it must have worked we never seemed the same
And so I say goodbye now kiss the kids for me
Now we go our seperate ways Mr and Mrs used to be...

. . .


You left me for the bright lights of the town
A country boy set out to see the world
Remember when those city lights shine down
That big old moon shines on your Kentucky girl.

I swear I love you
By the moon above you
How bright is it shinin' in your world
Some morning when you wake up all alone
Just come on home to your blue Kentucky girl.

--- Instrumental ---

Don't wait to bring great riches home to me
I need no diamond rings or fancy pearls
Just bring yourself, you're all I'll ever need
That's good enough for this blue Kentucky girl.

I swear I love you by the stars above you
How bright is it shinin' in your world
Some mornin' when you wake up all alone
Just come on home to your blue Kentucky girl...

. . .


(Loretta Lynn)

You've come to tell me something you say I ought to know
That he don't love me anymore and I'll have to let him go
You say you're gonna take him oh but I don't think you can
Cause you ain't woman enough to take my man.

Women like you they're a dime a dozen you can buy 'em anywhere
For you to get to him I'd have to move over and I'm gonna stand right here
It'll be over my death body so get out while you can
'Cause you ain't woman enough to take my man.

--- Instrumental ---

Sometimes a man start lookin' at things that he don't need
He took a second look at you but he's in love with me
Well I don't know where they leave you oh but I know where I'll stand
And you ain't woman enough to take my man.

Women like you they're a dime a dozen you can buy 'em anywhere
For you to get to him I'd have to move over and I'm gonna stand right here
It'll be over my death body so get out while you can
'Cause you ain't woman enough to take my man.

No, you ain't woman enough to take my man...

. . .


Well, you thought I'd be waitin' up
When you came home last night
You'd been out with all the boys
And you ended up half tight.

But liquor and love that just don't mix
Leave a bottle or me behind
And don't come home a drinkin'
With lovin' on your mind.

No, don't come home a drinkin'
With lovin' on your mind
Just stay out there on the town
And see what you can find.

'Cause if you want that kind of love
Well, you don't need none of mine
So don't come home a drinkin'
With lovin' on your mind.

--- Instrumental ---

You never take me anywhere
Because you're always gone
Many a night I've laid awake
And cried dear, all alone.

And you come in a kissin' on me
It happens every time
No, don't come home a drinkin'
With lovin' on your mind

No, don't come home a drinkin'
With lovin' on your mind
Just stay out there on the town
And see what you can find.

'Cause if you want that kind of love
Well, you don't need none of mine
So don't come home a drinkin'
With lovin' on your mind.

No don't come home a drinkin'
With lovin' on your mind...

. . .


"Fist City" By: Loretta Lynn
You've been makin' your braggs around town
That you've been a lovin' my man
But the man I love
When he picks up trash
He puts it in a garbage can
And that's what you look like to me
And what I see's a pitty
You better close you face and stay outta my way
If you don't wanna go to fist city.

Chorus:
If you don't wanna go to fist city
You better detour around my town
'Cause I'll grab a you by the hair a the head
And I'll lift off of the ground
I'm not a sayin' my baby's at saint
'Cause he ain't
And that he won't cat around with a kitty
I'm here to tell you gal to lay off a my man
If you don't want to go to fist city.

Come on and tell me what you told my friends
If you think you're brave enough
And I'll show you what a real woman is
Since you think you're hot stuff
You'll bite off more than you can chew
If you get to cute or witty
You better move your feet
If you don't wanna eat
A meal that's called fist city.

Repeat Chorus

I'm here to tell you gal to lay off of my man
If you don't wanna go to fist city.

. . .


Ever since he left me I've done nothing but wrong.
Many nights I layed awake and cried.
We was so happy, my heart was in a whirl,
But now I'm a honky tonk girl.

So turn that jukebox way up high,
And fill my glass up while I cry.
I've lost everything in this world,
And now I'm a honky tonk girl.

--- Instrumental ---

All he ever gave me was a reason to go bad,
And it's not hard to see just what I am.
I'm ashamed and I'm sorry for everything you see,
But losing him has made a fool of me.

So turn that jukebox way up high,
And fill my glass up while I cry.
I've lost everything in this world,
And now I'm a honky tonk girl...

. . .


(Loretta Lynn)

Well, your pet name for me is Squaw
When you come home a drinkin' and can barely crawl
And all that lovin' on me won't make things right
Well, you leave me at home to keep the teepee clean
Six papooses to break and when wean
Well, your squaw is on the warpath tonight.

Well, I've found out a big brave chief
The game you're a huntin' for ain't beef
Get off of my huntin' grounds and get out of my sight
This war dance I'm doin' means I'm fightin' mad
You need no more of what you've already had
Your squaw is on the warpath tonight.

--- Instrumental ---

Well, that fire-water that you've been drinking
Makes you feel bigger but chief you're shrinking
Since you've been on that love making diet
Now don't hand me that ole peace pipe
There ain't no pipe can settle this fight
Your squaw is on the warpath tonight.

Well, I've found out a big brave chief
The game you're a huntin' for ain't beef
Get off of my huntin' grounds and get out of my sight
This war dance I'm doin' means I'm fightin' mad
You need no more of what you've already had
Your squaw is on the warpath tonight.

Yeah, your squaw is on the warpath tonight...

. . .


Before you first made love to me
You called me, your wife-to-be
And after that, I saw the devil in your eyes
With your sweet smooth talkin' ways
You turned a flame into a blaze
The night I let you hang
My wings upon your horns.

Don't tell me that I'm no saint
I'm the first to know I ain't
There's a little thing called love
And that's what changed me
)From an innocent country girl
To a woman of the world
The night I let you hang
My wings upon your horns.

You hung my wings upon your horns
And turned my halo into thorns
And turned me into a woman I can't stand
You're the first to ever make me
Fall in love and then not take me
The night I let you hang
My wings upon your horns.

You hung my wings upon your horns
And turned my halo into thorns
And turned me into a woman I can't stand
You're the first to ever make me
Fall in love and then not take me
The night I let you hang
My wings upon your horns...

. . .


COAL MINER'S DAUGHTER
Words and music by Loretta Lynn

Well, I was born a coal miner's daughter
In a cabin on a hill in Butcher Holler
We were poor, but we had love
That's the one thing that daddy made sure of
He shoveled coal to make a poor man's dollar.

My daddy worked all night in the Vanleer coal mine
All day long in the field a-hoin' corn
Mommie rocked the babies at night
And read the Bible by the coal-oil light
And ever'thing would start all over come break of morn'.

Daddy loved and raised eight kids on a miner's pay
Mommie scrubbed our clothes on a washboard ever' day
Why, I've seen her fingers bleed
To complain there was no need
She'd smile in Mommie's understanding way.

In the summertime we didn't have shoes to wear
But in the wintertime we'd all get a brand new pair
From a mail order catalog
Money made from sellin' a hog
Daddy always managed to get the money somewhere.

Yeah!, I'm proud to be a coal miner's daughter
I remember well - the well where I drew water
The work we done was hard
At night we'd sleep 'cause we were tired
I never thought of ever leaving Butcher Holler.

Well, a lot of things have changed since way back then
And it's so good to be back home again
Not much left but the floor
Nothing lives here anymore
Except the mem'ries of a coal miner's daughter.

. . .


Loretta Lynn & Conway Twitty

Love is where you find it
When you find no love at home
And there's nothin' cold as ashes
After the fire is gone.

The bottle is almost empty
The clock just now struck ten
Darlin' I had to call you
To our favorite place again.

We know it's wrong for us to meet
But the fire's gone out at home
And there's nothin' cold as ashes
After the fire is gone.

Love is where you find it
When you find no love at home
And there's nothin' cold as ashes
After the fire is gone.

--- Instrumental ---

Your lips are warm and tender
Your arms hold me just right
Sweet words of love you remember
That the one at home forgot.

Each time we say is the last time
But we keep hangin' on
And there's nothin' cold as ashes
After the fire is gone.

Love is find it
When you find no love at home
And there's nothin' cold as ashes
After the fire is gone...

. . .


(Loretta Lynn)

Well, I like my lovin' done country style
And this little girl would walk a country mile
To find her a good ole slow talkin' country boy
I said a country boy.

I'm about as old fashioned as I can be
And I hope you're likin' what you see
'Cause if you're lookin' at me
You're lookin' at country.

You don't see no city when you look at me
'Cause country's all I am
I love runnin' barefooted through the old cornfields
And I love that country ham.

Well, you say I'm made just to fit your plans
But there's a barnyad shovel fit your hands
If your eyes are on me
You're lookin' at country.

--- Instrumental ---

This here country is a little green
And there's a lotta country that you ain't seen
I'll show you around if you'll show me a weddin' band
I said a weddin' band.

When it comes to love, well, I know about that
Country folks all know where it's at
If you're lookin' at me
You're lookin' at country.

You don't see no city when you look at me
'Cause country's all I am
I love runnin' barefooted through the old cornfields
And I love that country ham.

If your eyes are on me
You're lookin' at country...

. . .


They say to have her hair done, Liz flies all the way to France,
And Jackie's seen in a discoth`eque doin' a brand new dance.
And the White House social season should be glittering and gay.
But here in Topeka, the rain is a fallin'
The faucet is a drippin' and the kids are a bawlin'
One of 'em a-toddlin and one is a crawlin':
And, one's on the way.

I'm glad that Raquel Welch just signed a million dollar pact,
And Debbie's out in Vegas workin' up a brand new act.
While the TV's showin' Newlywed's, a real fun game to play;
But here in Topeka, the screen door's a bangin'
The coffee's boilin' over and the worsh needs a hangin'
One want a cookie and one wants a changin'
And, one's on the way.

Now what was I doin'?
Jimmy get away from there.
Darn, there goes the phone.
Hello honey. What's that you say?
You're bringin' a few ole army buddies home?
You're callin' from a bar?
Get away from there.
No, not you honey, I was talking to the baby.
Wait a minute, honey, the door bell.
Honey, could you stop by the market and...
Hello?
Hello?
Well I'll be.

The girls in New York City, they all march for women's lib.
And better homes and garden shows, the modern way to live.
And the pill may change the world tomorrow, but meanwhile, today.
Here in Topeka, the flies are a buzzin'
The dog is a barkin' and the floor needs a scrubbin'
One needs a spankin' and one needs a huggin'
Lord, one's on the way.

Oh gee, I hope it ain't twins again.

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You wined me and dined me
When I was your girl
Promised if I'd be your wife
You'd show me the world

But all I've seen of this old world
Is a bed and a doctor bill
I'm tearin' down your brooder house
'Cause now I've got the pill.

All these years I've stayed at home
While you had all your fun
And every year thats gone by
Another babys come.

There's a gonna be some changes made
Right here on nursery hill
You've set this chicken your last time
'Cause now I've got the pill.

This old maternity dress I've got
Is goin' in the garbage
The clothes I'm wearin' from now on
Won't take up so much yardage.

Miniskirts, hot pants
And a few little fancy frills
Yeah, I'm makin' up for all those years
Since I've got the pill.

I'm tired of all your crowin'
How you and your hens play
While holdin' a couple in my arms
Another's on the way.

This chicken's done tore up her nest
And I'm ready to make a deal
And ya can't afford to turn it down
'Cause you know I've got the pill.

This incubator is overused
Because you've kept it filled
The feelin' good comes easy now
Since I've got the pill.

It's gettin' dark it's roostin' time
Tonight's too good to be real
Oh, but daddy don't you worry none
'Cause mama's got the pill.

Oh, daddy don't you worry none
'Cause mama's got the pill...

. . .


Sometimes at night while you're fast asleep
I lie here alone in the darkness and weep
So sorry and sad but that's part of the deal
When the tingle becomes a chill,

I never wanted to stop lovin' you
I'll swear by the breathe in my body that's true
Ah, but a woman can't help the way that she feels
When the tingle becomes a chill.

You're so contented but for me it's all gone
And though I pretend you just don't turn me on
The body performs but the soul has no will
When the tingle becomes a chill.

I never wanted to stop lovin' you
I swear by the breathe in my body that's true
Ah, but a woman can't help the way that she feels
When the tingle becomes a chill...

. . .


Lyin' alone in this big old bed
I got you on my mind
I said when you left
I could make it by myself
But it gets harder all the time
And I can't take it no more
I see your face
Every time I close my eyes
So I'm goin' out now
And I'm lookin' for you
Some winter night.

I want you out of my head
And back in my bed
Before the mornin' sun comes up
I can't stand another night
Without holdin' me tight
How I miss your lovin' touch
I'm goin' searchin'
Everywhere that a you might be
When I find you I'm a bringin' you home with me
I want you out of my head
And back in my bed
Before the mornin' comes.

Well, I might find somebody new
To share my misery
But no other man
Can do what you can
When it comes to lovin' me
I don't want nobody to say that I was a fool
For bein' cool
I won't be satisfied till you're back in my arms
And I'm lovin' you.

I want you out of my head
And back in my bed
Before the mornin' sun comes up
I can't stand another night
Without you holdin' me tight
How I miss your lovin' touch
I'm goin' searchin'
Everywhere that a you might be
And when I find you
I'm a bringin' you home with me
I want you out of my head
And back in my bed
Before the mornin' comes.

I want you out of my head
And back in my bed
Before the mornin' sun comes up
I can't stand another night
Without you holdin me tight
How I miss your lovin' touch
I'm goin' searchin'
Everywhere that a you might be
And when I find you
I'm a bringin' you home with me
I want you out of my head
And back in my bed
Before the mornin' comes...

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