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    "Listen To My Song" Lyrics

    Del Reeves

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    Alright gang, I've wrote this smash hit
    Ha, ha, ha, it's not so funny
    Let's all sing together, it's got to be pretty, let's go

    Listen to my song, well, listen to my song
    (Tell me if you'd like it play, I'll change it if it's wrong
    Listen to my music, George, see if it's alright
    If it's not what you've had in mind, I'll write you one tonight)

    Well, I wrote a little song a few months ago
    My friends all said that thing oughta go
    So I packed my bags and I hit for Nashville town
    Well, I wanted to get me a big star to do it
    So I made me a list with a few names through it
    And I started out to see if Eddy Arnold was in town

    Well, I come in a home way back in the den
    I can tell he was glad when I walked in
    Cause he broken the singin', 'Make The World Go Away'
    He finally listen the part of my song
    And then with a drawl of two, two miles long
    He said see Ernest Tubb, ha, ha, he lives just across the way

    Listen to my song

    Well, I'd see ol' Ern, he was walking the floor
    Cause just as records were sellin' lower
    But he put me on a take and listened to every word
    He said, I've been singin' since I was a kid
    And nothin' sounds like that song did

    Ah, throw him out Billy Byrd
    Well, I quit myself, got back on my feet
    I saw Johnny Cash up in down the street
    And I asked him if he can use a hit or two
    He said, I made mon' on a Ring Of Fire

    Size Luther King, playin' on his guitar
    So I don't care of the doo-di-dude-di
    I called Bill Anderson and he was at home
    But he said my mama sang a song
    I'm sorry but I hope that you understand

    I saw Ralph Emery and I talked to him
    Along ol' Tex Ritter and WSM
    But they was too busy shakin' one another's hands
    Folly I decided that the only way
    A stranger in Nashville can make a little hay
    Is just to turn a record himself with that Nashville sound

    So I borrowed me some money and that's what I did
    Everybody tells me, I've got a hit
    At least it's bubblin' under about one hundred, ha, ha
    And follows Alabama at the bus station

    Listen to my song
    This song was submitted on November 6th, 2013 and last modified on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Jermaine Lavon Lincoln, Chante Torrane Moore.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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