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I’m Thinking Tonight of My Blue Eyes The Great Speckled Bird By the Carter Family By Roy Acuff

Would have been better for us both had we never What a beautiful thought I am thinking In this wide and wicked world had never met Concerning a great speckled bird For the pleasure we've both seen together Remember her name is recorded I am sure, love, I'll never forget. On the pages of God's Holy Word.

Oh, I'm thinking tonight of my blue eyes All the other birds are flocking 'round her Who is sailing far over the sea And she is despised by the squad Oh, I'm thinking tonight of my blue eyes But the great speckled bird in the Bible And I wonder if he ever thinks of me. Is one with the great church of God.

Oh, you told me once, dear, that you loved me All the other churches are against her You said that we never would part They envy her glory and fame But a link in the chain has been broken They hate her because she is chosen Leaves me with a sad and aching heart. And has not denied Jesus' name.

Oh, I'm thinking tonight of my blue eyes Desiring to lower her standard Who is sailing far over the sea They watch every move that she makes Oh, I'm thinking tonight of my blue eyes They long to find fault with her teachings And I wonder if he ever thinks of me. But really they find no mistake.

When the cold, cold grave shall enclose me She is spreading her wings for a journey Will you come, dear, and shed just one tear She's going to leave by and by And say to the strangers around you When the trumpet shall sound in the morning A poor heart you have broken lies here. She'll rise and go up in the sky.

Oh, I'm thinking tonight of my blue eyes In the presence of all her despisers Who is sailing far over the sea With a song never uttered before Oh, I'm thinking tonight of my blue eyes She will rise and be gone in a moment And I wonder if he ever thinks of me. Till the great tribulation is o'er.

I am glad I have learned of her meekness I am proud that my name is on her book For I want to be one never fearing The face of my Savior to look.

When He cometh descending from heaven On the cloud that He writes in His Word I'll be joyfully carried to meet Him On the wings of that great speckled bird.

The Wild Side of Life It Wasn’t God Who Made Honky Tonk Angels By Hank Thompson By Kitty Wells

You wouldn't read my letter if I wrote you As I sit here tonight, the jukebox playing You asked me not to call you on the phone The tune about the wild side of life But there's something I'm wanting to tell you As I listen to the words you are saying So I wrote it in the words of this song. It brings memories when I was a trustful wife.

Chorus Chorus I didn't know God made honky tonk angels It wasn't God who made honky tonk angels I might have known you'd never make a wife As you said in the words of your song You gave up the only one that ever loved you Too many times married men think they're still single And went back to the wild side of life That has caused many a good girl to go wrong

The glamor of the gay night life has lured you It's a shame that all the blame is on us women To the places where the wine and liquor It's not true that only you men feel the same flows From the start most every heart that's ever broken Where you wait to be anybody's baby Was because there always was a man to blame And forget the truest love you'll ever know Chorus Chorus