So I hear you got promoted For the third time this year No more time for consecration That used to draw you near I don't know where you are I search to find you Hold you So whenever you get the time And if I ever cross your mind I just need you to know How it breaks my heart Do you still love me like you used to? So I hear your faith ain't working But tell me how is your heart? The child I knew and loved so dearly Somehow we've grown apart As I look at you now I can't help saying I miss you So whenever you get the time And if I ever cross your mind I just want you to know How it breaks my heart Do you still love me like you used to? I remember long conversation Laughter and praise You used to tell everybody about my love Somehow in the course of this journey So much has changed I want my friend to come back home I'll be here whenever you get the time And i won't ever change my mind I just need you to know How I love you so Do you still love me like you used to? Do you still love me like you used to? I need to know I wish you would tell me so I remember the times we used to spend together The long conversation we used to share with each other I gotta know Do you still love me like you used to? (Do you still love me?) Oh I gotta know (Do you still love me?) I miss my time with you (Do you still love me?) The things we used to do (Do you still love me?) Come on back (Do you still love me? Come on back to me Do you still love me?...

Do you still need me, there's a look in your eyes You wouldn't leave me, not for a moment 'Cause when your sleeping, you don't reach out to hold me tight I'm a fool for those things like you still need me Do you still love me, is it love anyway You live in you world, and I can't follow If you still need me, then I wish I could hear you say I'm a fool for those things like you still love me Chorus: (What ya gonna doX3 If I can't tell you) I can't tell You (What ya gonna doX3) If I run away Verse2 Do you still need me, do tears cloud my mind Sometimes I wonder, just where were heading I can remember, thoses we had were the best of times I'm a fool for those things like you still need me ChorusX1 I'll never go never go til I hear you say... Verse3 Do you still need me, like you did the first time You wouldn't leave me, not for a moment Where are your kisses, that would keep me awake all night I'm a fool for those things like you still need me Do you still love me, was it love anyway You live in you world, and I can't follow If you still need me, then I wish I could hear you say I'm a fool for those things like you still love me Do you still need me...

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Wish I was riding the steam train Right out of the pages of time Down through the ol' Roaring Twenties To the fall of 1929 Back in heyday of railroads Before airplanes fluttered and flew Color me in like a cartoon hobo Doing what bums used to do Songs from the great Jimmie Rodgers Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon This is a song of how things used to be And a script of a hobo cartoon Show me hopping a freight train Somewhere south of the yard Make it a Santa Fe boxcar Paint it all rusty and hard Sketch out an old hobo jungle Make the old days come alive on the page Build a rough shack Down by thе track Weather it heavy with agе Songs from the great Jimmie Rodgers Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon This is a song of how things used to be And a script of a hobo cartoon Sometimes things are great to remember Some are too good to forget Things back then were so different Some things we think of them yet Songs from the great Jimmie Rodgers Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon This is a song of how things used to be And a script of a hobo cartoon

Loneliness is settin' in How I feel, you don't know All my tomorrows, they depend On how my todays go Ain't seen your face for a few years or more You don't write, you don't call Tell me what are all the memories for When you don't remember at all? I'm sad and lonely I wonder do you feel the same? Tell me, am I the only one Drinking and cursing your name? Maybe someday, you'll walk into Some bar I'm singing in You'll hang your head in sorrow and cry When you see the shape that I'm in Oh, I'm sad and lonely I wonder do you feel the same? Tell me, am I the only one Drinking and cursing your name? Tell me, am I the only one Drinking and cursing your name?

Decided to write a song for my hero Considering he's done so much for me He's the one that pulled me up when I fell down so low He's the one that led me through the darkness when I could not see Never met a man more gentle or any humbler Never once heard him raise his voice or saw him mad But I watched him break his back on coal and lumber To give her everything she never had Cause when it all comes down to zero There's nothing more this life could ever give And I know I'll never find another hero Not another one like him Born on a summer day in some dark holler Way back in the hills of Perry County Well he grew up poor and he never saw a dollar But a dollar ain't no good in a coal camp anyway Cause when it all comes down to zero There's nothing more this life could ever give And I know I'll never find another hero Not another one like him And if I'm half the man he is when I die I don't know if I could ask for too much more He taught me you only need one hand To count your real friends in this life But if you find true love you better take both arms And hold on til your sore