Merle Haggard
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Sing A Sad Song

Sing me a song of sadness
And sing it as blue as I feel
If a tear should appear it's because she's not here
Sing a sad song and sing it for me

She's unhappy with me she told me so
I'm unhappy without her
And I still love her so
Oh sing me a song of sadness
Pretend it's the end of the world
Sing it sweet and sing it low
And then I'll have to go sing a sad song
And sing it for me

Sing it sweet and sing it low
And then I'll have to go sing a sad song
And sing it for me

High On A Hilltop

High on a hilltop overlooking a city
I can see the bright lights as they gleam
And somewhere you're dancing in some dingy bar room
And the lure of the gay life takes the place of our dream

High on a hilltop my heart cries, Oh Lord
Forgive her she knows not the way
And give me the power to believe and some day
High on a hilltop together we'll pray

I can vision a rounder with a line so smooth
And a promise of riches for you
But you see not the danger cause you're silly with booze
And high on a hilltop I see a devil in you

House Of Memories

My house of memories, is all I own,
I live in misery, now that you're gone.
A constant reminder, of what used to be,
Is torturing me, in my house of memories.

My house is a prison, where memories surround me.
There's no place to hide where you're memory won't find
me.
My house of memories, is all I own,
I'm all alone, in my house of memories.

My house is a prison, where memories surround me.
There's no place to hide where you're memory won't find
me.
My house of memories, is all I own,
And I'm all alone, in my house of memories.
In my house of memories.

Life In Prison

The jury found the verdict first degree
They swore I planned her death to be
I prayed they sentence me to die
But they wanted me to live and I know why
So I do life in prison for the wrongs I've done
And I pray every night for death to come
My life will be a burden every day
If I could die my pain might go away
Insane with rage I took my darling's life
Because I loved her more than life
My dreams for her will last a long long time
But I'd rather die than live to lose my mind
But I've got life in prison...
If I could die my pain might go away

Skid Row

Well not long ago I was a happy man
Money in my pockets with the rings on my hands
My money's all Gone and I'm feelin' low
Standin' on the corner of Skid Row

My girl friend left me she don't want me no more
We had a great big fight just a night before
She said I got no class because she knows
I've been hangin' around on Skid Row

Well people walk by and they stop and stare
They giggle and they stickle at the clothes I wear
It's just another day like it always goes
When you're hangin' around on Skid Row

I got an old John Beam with the pain more through
Got a great big hole in the bottom of my shoe
My wine's all gone and I need some more
Standin' on the corner of Skid Row

Well people walk by and they stop and stare
They giggle and they stickle at the clothes I wear
It's just another day like it always goes
When you're hangin' around on Skid Row

Branded Man

I'd like to hold my head up and be proud of who I am,
but they won't let my secret go untold.
I paid the debt I owed them, but they're still not satisfied,
now I'm a branded man out in the cold,

When they let me out of prison, I held my head up high,
determined I would rise above the shame.
But no matter where I travel, the black mark follows me,
I'm branded with a number on my name.
If I live to be a hundred, guess I'll never clear my name,
'cause everybody knows I've been in jail.

No matter where I'm living,
I've got to tell them where I've been,
or they'll send me back to prison if I fail.

Now I'm a branded man out in the cold.

Sing Me Back Home

The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom
I stood up to say good-bye like all the rest
And I heard him tell the warden just before he reached my cell
'Let my guitar playing friend do my request.' (Let him...)

Sing me back home with a song I used to hear
Make my old memories come alive
Take me away and turn back the years
Sing Me Back Home before I die

I recall last Sunday morning a choir from 'cross the street
Came to sing a few old gospel songs
And I heard him tell the singers 'There's a song my mama sang.
Can I hear once before we move along?'

Sing me back home, the song my mama sang
Make my old memories come alive
Take me away and turn back the years
Sing Me Back Home before I die

Sing Me Back Home before I die

Money Tree

Silver and gold made you say goodbye
One day it may make you wanna cry
When you're alone with a heart that's blue
Who will you take your heartaches too.

Love can't grow on a money tree
Not the kind you had with me
Some day when you're older a wiser girl you'll be
Then you'll know that love can't grow on a money tree.

I don't blame you for all my pain
A young girl like you needs time to dream
You're happy now but how long will it last
One day you'll be just a girl with the past.

Love can't grow on a money tree
Not the kind you had with me
Some day when you're older a wiser girl you'll be
Then you'll know that love can't grow on a money tree...

Mama Tried

The first thing I remember knowing
Was a lonesome whistle blowing
And a young'un's dream of growing up to ride
On a freight train leaving town
Not knowing where I'm bound
And no one could change my mind but Mama tried

One and only rebel child
From a family meek and mild
My mama seemed to know what lay in store
Despite all my Sunday learning
Towards the bad I kept on turning
Till Mama couldn't hold me anymore

And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole
No one could steer me right but Mama tried, Mama tried
Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading I denied
That leaves only me to blame 'cause Mama tried

Dear old Daddy, rest his soul
Left my mom a heavy load
She tried so very hard to fill his shoes
Working hours without rest
Wanted me to have the best
She tried to raise me right but I refused

And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole
No one could steer me right but Mama tried, Mama tried
Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading I denied
That leaves only me to blame 'cause Mama tried


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