Chuck Pyle

Well Now İt Won'T Be But A Week Or Two
'Till You'Ll Be Out Lovin Someone New
Seems Like İt'S Happened A Hundred Times Before
But I Can See You Been Spreadin' Yourself Thin Too
It'S A Lonely Stage That We Been Goin' Through
So Don'T Get Up I Can Find My Own Way To The Door

Chorus:
And I Can See You Are An Angel
With Wings That Won'T Unfold
Tune Up Your Harp
Polish Your Old Halo
The Only Kind Of Man That You Ever Wanted
Was One That You Knew You'D Never Hold Very Long
Sittin' There Cryin' Like I'M The First One To Go

You May Have Thirty Lovers Behind You
I Can Feel You But I Just Can'T Find You
Seems Like You Would Have Found Your Own Self By Now
But Late At Night Those Lover'S Tears Come Back
Faces İn Your Dreams, Fingers İn Your Back
Voices Of The Memories For Cryin' Out Loud