Gordon Lightfoot lyrics : "I Used To Be A Country Singer"
Strumming my old guitar,
Not much to do when you're far away,
Playing some smokey bar,
I was feeling a little empty, and,
Feeling a little blue,
When the maid came in and asked me,
If she could do my room
I put down my old guitar, and,
She gave me a smile,
She had a crusty voice, and,
A drinker's look,
But she had a friendly style,
She dusted my room and made my bed,
And she talked of days gone by,
She spoke of when she wooed the men,
A tear came to her eye
And she said...
"I used to be a country singer,
I could sing a mean Patsy Cline,
My husband he could yodel like Wilf Carter,
Kitty Wells was a real good friend of mine."
She told me that her husband died and her son was overseas,
I could tell by her eyes and her broken smile she was lonely just like me,
She asked me if I'd listen to a tape of when she was young,
She said, "I can't sing now, I forget the words and my voice is almost gone"
And she said...
"I used to be a country singer,
I could sing a mean Patsy Cline,
My husband he could yodel like Wilf Carter,
Kitty Wells was a real good friend of mine."
Oh I cried inside but I couldn't tell if it was for her or for me,
So I grabbed my axe and we sang a song in two part harmony,
Ever since that day when I'm feeling down and I can't find a happy tune,
I just think of that maid and the feeling she gave when she came to clean my room
And she said...
"I used to be a country singer,
I could sing a mean Patsy Cline,
My husband he could yodel like Wilf Carter,
Kitty Wells was a real good friend of mine."
"I used to be a country singer,
I could sing a mean Patsy Cline,
My husband he could yodel like Wilf Carter,
Kitty Wells was a real good friend of, mine."
Kitty Wells was a real good friend of mine.
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