I don't know where I'm goin' But now that I am gone I hope the wind that's blowin' Helps me carry on Turn on your radio, baby Listen to my song Turn on your night light, baby, baby, I'm gone Turn on your radio I don't know how it happened But now that I am gone I hope I'll never hear it, baby Just in case I'm wrong Turn on your record player Listen to my song Turn on your night light, baby, baby I'm gone, really long gone I don't know where life's goin' But soon it will be gone I hope the wind that's blowin' Helps me carry on Turn on your radio, baby Baby, listen to my song Turn on the night light, baby, baby I'm gone, long gone Turn on your record player Turn on your record player Turn on your record player And listen to my song (Turn on your record player) everybody had a hard year And everybody had a good time (Turn on your record player) everybody had a wet dream And everybody saw the sunshine (Turn on your record player) everybody had a good year And everybody let their hair down (Turn on your record player) everybody put their socks up And everybody put their foot down (Turn on your record player) and listen, listen (Turn on your record player) (Turn on your radio, listen to my song)

What a beautiful thought I am thinking Concerning a great speckled bird Remember her name is recorded On the pages of God's Holy Word With all the other birds are flocking 'round her She is despised by the squad A great speckled bird in the Bible Well, everything is a great church of God Desiring to lower her standard They watch every move that she makes They long to find fault with her teachings But really they find no mistake 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

Pack a bag of my regrets Take a big ol' breath, and I head into that sunset It's the only way I know to let go of all my hurries and my worries And the way that my head gets So I take off and ride To the western white pines So, how they almost touch the sky I hit that rocky mountain line My weary soul unwinds Only home is on my mind Cross that divide I get a feeling deep inside Over time, I've come to find The heart of me resides in them western white pines Everything that I can't take just fades away in this beautiful landscape It's painted on my mind, I am singing in the leaves Gentle whispers in the trees and I'm right there When I close my eyes In the western white pines So, how they almost touch the sky I hit that rocky mountain line My weary soul unwinds Only home is on my mind Cross that divide I get a feeling deep inside Over time, I've come to find The heart of me resides in them western white pines Some are into sandy beaches and easy ocean breezes Well, I can't really blame them But brother, all I need is Western white pines How they almost touch the sky I hit that rocky mountain line My weary soul unwinds Only home is on my mind Cross the divide I get a feeling deep inside Over time, I've come to find The heart of me resides in them western white pines Over time, I've come to find The heart of me resides in them western white pines

From the great Atlantic ocean To the wide Pacific shore From the queen of flowin' mountain To the southbelt by the shore She's mighty tall and handsome And known quite well by all She's the combination On the Wabash Cannonball She came down from Birmingham One cold December day As she rolled into the station You could hear all the people say There's a girl from Tennessee She's long and she's tall She came down from Birmingham On the Wabash Cannonball Our eastern states are dandies So the people always say From New York to St. Louis And Chicago by the way From the hills of Minnesota Where the rippling waters fall No changes can be taken On that Wabash Cannonball Listen to the jingle The rumble and the roar As she glides along the woodland Through the hills and by the shore Hear the mighty rush of the engine Hear that lonesome hobo squall You're travlin' through the jungles On the Wabash Cannonball

There's a place near to me, where I'm longing to be With my friends at the old country church There with mother we went and our Sundays we spent With our friends at the old country church Precious years of memories Oh, what joy they bring to me How I long once more to be With my friends at the old country church How I wish that today all the people would pray Like we prayed in that old country church If they'd only confess, Jesus surely would bless As He did in that old country church Precious years of memories Oh, what joy they bring to me How I long once more to be With my friends at the old country church

I was dancing with my darling to the Tennessee Waltz When an old friend, I happened to see I introduced him to my loved one and while they were dancing My friend stole my sweetheart from me I remember the night and the Tennessee Waltz Only you know how much I have lost Yes, I lost my little darling the night they were playing That beautiful Tennessee Waltz I was dancing with my darling to the Tennessee Waltz When an old friend, I happened to see I introduced him to my loved one and while they were dancing My friend stole my sweetheart from me I remember the night and the Tennessee Waltz Only you know how much I have lost Yes, I lost my little darling the night they were playing That beautiful Tennessee Waltz