Webb Pierce - Sittin' Home Prayin' for Rain

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Artist: Webb Pierce

album: Country Music Time with Webb Pierce, The Winters Brothers, Bobby Lord

Glamour girl, glamour girl
I'm cutting out on you
You just a play type of baby
And I ain't got no use for you
Seven days, you play the races
Seven nights, you stay out late
Your always caught in funny places
Every guy you think is great
Glamour girl, glamour girl
I find you, ll never do
You just a play type of baby
And I ain't got no use for you
Twelve o clock is rising hour
You think that's a crime
You better find a better place for Charlie
'Cause I'm through feeding ya mine
Glamour girl, glamour girl
I find you'll never do
You just a play type of baby
And I ain't got no use for you
Now the fastest train that's leavin'
Is much to slow for me
Now the fastest train that's leavin'
Is much to slow for me
When all these years
I tried to believe you
That was just a foolin' me

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