He'll have to go & Am I loosing you...

Here are two songs from one of my favourite western singers - Jim Reeves. I love this man's voice. Such sweet and deep voice, I've seldom heard before or would I ever listen to in the future. It's a dream of mine to sit in the veranda of a beach side cottage with a glass of good-red wine and food with him singing in the background! And if there's my significant other by my side sharing the same joy as I do... Ah! It can't get any better!!!

Lyrics - 'He'll have to go...' 

Put your sweet lips a little closer to the phone,
Lets pretend that we're together all alone,
I'll tell the man to turn the jukebox way down low,
And you can tell your friend there with you he'll have to go.

Whisper to me tell me do you love me true,
Or is he holding you the way I do,
Though love is blind make up your mind I've got to know,
Should I hang up or will you tell him he'll have to go.

You cant say the words I want to hear,
While you're with another man,
Do you want me answer yes or no,
Darling I will understand.

Put your sweet lips a little closer to the phone,
Lets pretend that we're together all alone,
I'll tell the man to turn the jukebox way down low,
And you can tell your friend there with you,
He'll have to go.


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Lyrics - 'Am I loosing you...'

Am I losing you,
Are my fears coming true,
How I wish I knew,
Am I losing you.

Is your love really true,
Is there somebody new,
Tell me what to do,
Am I losing you.

Am I too blind to see,
What's been happ'ning to me,
Ev'ry road has a bend,
Will I be sweetheart or friend.

Will the sweet things you do,
Be for somebody new,
Tell me what to do,
Am I losing you.

Am I too blind to see,
What's been happ'ning to me,
Ev'ry road has a bend,
Will I be sweetheart or friend.

Will the sweet things you do,
Be for somebody new,
Tell me what to do,
Am I losing you.




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Billy Bayo & This world is not my home...

This song is a dedication to my dad who passed away on the 6th of June, 1995 (Click on the link and it'll take you to my other blog where I've written a story as to why this song for today's post). The original was by Jim Reeves. I think i don't have to say much about him. Well, if I have to, I'd suggest you just click on his name and it'll give you a better idea of who he was.

The lyrics of the song for those who are interested:


This world is not my home I'm just a passing through,
My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue.
The angels beckon me from heaven's open door,
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.


Oh Lord you know I have no friend like you.
If heaven's not my home then Lord what will I do?
The angels beckon me from heaven's open door,
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.


I have a loving mother just over in Gloryland,
And I don't expect to stop until I shake her hand.
She's waiting now for me in heaven's open door,
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore.


Oh Lord you know...


Just over in Gloryland we'll live eternaly,
the saints on every hand are shouting victory.
Their songs of sweetest praise drift back from heaven's shore,
And I can't feel at home in this world anymore


Oh Lord you know...



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I've tweaked the lyrics a bit in this song (replaced "mother" with "father" and "her" with "his"


And for those who have already listened to that one, here's another one of my dad's fav. from Jim Reeves.

Lyrics:


Back about eighteen hundred and some,
A Louisiana couple had a red headed son.
No name suited him Jim Jack or Joe,
They just called him Billy Bayou.


Billy Billy Bayou watch where you go,
You're walkin' on quick sand and walk slow.
Billy Billy Bayou watch what you say,
A pretty girl'll get you one of these days.


Billy was a boy kinda big for his size,
Red hair, freckles and big blue eyes.
Thirteen years from the day he was born,
Bill fought the battles of the Little Big Horn.


Billy Billy Bayou watch where you go...


One sad day Billy cried "ho-ho"
I can whip the feathers of Geronimo.
He smarted off, the chief got mad.
This nearly ended our Louisiana lad.


Billy Billy Bayou watch where you go...


One day in 1878,
A pretty girl walked through Bill's front gate.
He didn't know whether to stand there and run,
He wound up married cause he did neighter one.


Billy Billy Bayou watch where you go...



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