well did you ever sleep at the foot of the bed when the weather was whizzin’ cold
when the wind was a howlin’ round the house and the moon was yeller as gold
and you give your good warm mattress up to aunt lizzie and uncle fred
how too many kinfolks on a bad night and you went to the foot of the bed
well i could always wait till the old folks ate and eat the leavin’s with grace
the teacher could keep me after school i’d still have a smile on my face
i could wear the big girls’ wornout clothes or let sister have my sled
but it always did get my nanny goat to sleep at the foot of the bed
[ ac.guitar ]
it was fine enough when kinfolks come and the kid brought brand new games
you could see how fat all the old folks was and learn all the babies’ names
had biscuits and custard and chicken pie we all got sunday fed
but i always knew when nighttime come i was headed for the foot of the bed
now they say some folks don’t know what it is havin’ company all over the place
to rassle for cover on a winter night with a big foot settin’ in your face
or cold toenails a scratchin’ your back and the footboard scrubbin’ your head
well i’ll tell the world you ain’t lost a thing never sleepin’ at the foot of the bed
well i’ve done it over and over again in this land of the brave and the free
and in this all fired battle of life it’s left its mark on me
for i’m always a strugglin’ around at the foot instead of forgin’ ahead
and i don’t think it’s caused from a doggone thing
but a sleepin’ at the foot of the bed

a picture of me without you
writers norris wilson,george richey

imagine a world where no music was playing
and think of a church with nobody praying
have you ever looked up at a sky with no blue
then you’ve seen a picture of me without you
have you walked in a garden where nothing was growing
or stood by a river where nothing was flowing
if you’ve seen a red rose unkissed by the dew
then you’ve seen a picture of me without you
- chorus -
can you picture heaven with no angels singing
or a quiet sunday morning with no church bells ringing
if you’ve watched as the heart of a child breaks in two
then you’ve seen a picture of me without you
repeat chorus

ain’t done one single thing this morning except of crying all alone
ain’t had no lovin’ since you’ve been gone
and i ain’t gonna get no lovin’ till you come home
nothin’s been the same since you’ve left me everything has gone from right to wrong
ain’t had no lovin’ since you’ve been gone
and i ain’t gonna get no lovin’ till you come home
smiles of yesterday now find me cryin’ the red and golden rainbow turned to blue
with every breath i take i feel like dyin’
a life just ain’t worth livin’ when i ain’t got you
each and every day i’ve been without you is one more hurtin’ lonely day too long
ain’t had no lovin’ since you’ve been gone
and i ain’t gonna get no lovin’ till you come home
ain’t had no lovin’ since you’ve been gone
and i ain’t gonna get no lovin’ till you come home

ain’t love a good thing
(dallas frazier)
« © ‘73 acuff-rose music, bmi »

blues go ahead and knock upon my door you can’t hurt me anymore
um-um ain’t love a good thing
rain go ahead and let it rain all night in the morning i’ll be dry
um-um ain’t love a good thing
ain’t it good to know love can take away the rain
and make the sunshine again
and ain’t it good to know love can take a lonely dream
and turn it into a real thing
um-um ain’t love a good thing um-um ain’t love a good thing
pain find yourself another heart to ache and another mind to break
um-um ain’t love a good thing
time find yourself another fool to waste and another place to stay
um-um ain’t love a good thing
ain’t it good to know…
um-um ain’t love a good thing
ain’t love a good thing good thing
ain’t love a good thing

well ever since the day that you left me i been whinin’ like a little ole pup
somewhere down when you left town and you ain’t a gonna come back up
a walkin’ and wearin’ out leather a skippin’ out the hardwood floor
starin’ at the phone that you’ve been gone and listenin’ for the knock on the door
well there ain’t nothin’ shakin’ but the leaves on the trees
and they wouldn’t shake if it wasn’t for the breeze
there ain’t nothin’ happenin’ with the birds and the bees
there ain’t nothin’ shakin’ but the leaves
[ steel ]
now hurt’s lookin’ in through the window my heartaches are laughin’ in the hall
and i got news that old man blues are peepin’ through the cracks in the wall
the end is a waitin’ round the corner and hope is just about gone
if you only knew what i need to do then you’d come a running back home
oh well there ain’t nothin’ shakin’…
there ain’t nothin’ shakin’ but the leaves there ain’t nothin’ shakin’ but the leaves