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Tara MacLean lyrics Homecoming lyrics I guess I should've written, Dad, to let you know that I was coming home I've been gone so many years, I didn't realize you had a phone I saw your cattle coming in, boy they're looking mighty fat and slick I saw Fred at the service station, told me that his wife is awful sick You heard my record on the radio, oh, well it's just another song But I've got a hit recorded and it'll be out on the market 'fore too long I got this ring in Mexico, no, it didn't cost me quite a bunch When you're in the business that I'm in, the people call it puttin' up a front I know I've lost a little weight, I guess I am looking kind of pale If you didn't know me better, Dad, you'd think that I'd just gotten out of jail No, we don't ever call them beer joints, night clubs are the places that I work You meet a lot of people there, but no, there ain't much chance of gettin' hurt I'm sorry that I couldn't be there with you all when Momma passed away I was on the road and when they came and told me it was just too late I drove by the grave to see her, boy, that really is a pretty stone I'm glad that Fred and Jan are here, it's better than you being here alone Well I knew you's gonna ask me who the lady is that's sleeping in the car That's just a girl who works for me and, man, she plays a pretty mean guitar We worked in San Antone last night, she didn't even have the time to dress She drove me down from Nashville and to tell the truth I guess she needs the rest Well, Dad, I gotta go, we got a dance to work in Cartersville tonight Let me take your number down, I'll call you, and I promise you I'll write Now you be good and don't be chasin' all those pretty women that you know And by the way if you see Barbara Walker tell her that I said ";Hello."; Other Tara MacLean lyrics: A Week In A Country Jail lyrics Strawberry Farms lyrics Nashville Is A Groovy Little Town lyrics Margie's At The Lincoln Park Inn lyrics The Carter Boys lyrics Flat-Footin' It lyrics One Hundred Children lyrics I Can't Dance lyrics I Want To See The Parade lyrics Old Enough To Want To (Fool Enough To Try) lyrics Mama Bake A Pie (Daddy Kill A Chicken) lyrics I Hope It Rains At My Funeral lyrics I Took A Memory To Lunch lyrics The Hitch-hiker lyrics The Year That Clayton Delaney Died lyrics Who's Gonna Feed Them Hogs lyrics Trip To Hyden lyrics Tulsa Telephone Book lyrics It Sure Can Get Cold In Des Moines lyrics The Little Lady Preacher lyrics L.A. Blues lyrics Kentucky Feb. 27, '71 lyrics A Million Miles To The City lyrics Second Handed Flowers lyrics Ramona's Revenge lyrics Turn It On, Turn It On, Turn It On lyrics Souvenirs lyrics Pamela Brown lyrics Bourbon Man lyrics The Promise And The Dream lyrics She Gave Her Heart To Jethro lyrics Coot Marseilles Blues lyrics The Monkey That Became President lyrics Pratt Street lyrics High Steppin' Proud lyrics Me And Jesus lyrics Calls To Nothing lyrics If Only lyrics Jericho lyrics Divided lyrics If I Fall lyrics Reach lyrics Dry Land lyrics Jordan lyrics Passenger lyrics Settling lyrics Poor Boy lyrics La Tempete lyrics Blinded lyrics Higher lyrics Shakota lyrics Evidence lyrics Let Her Feel The Rain lyrics That's Me lyrics More lyrics Silence lyrics Red lyrics Holy Tears lyrics In The Wings lyrics If You Could lyrics For You lyrics |