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Eddy Arnold

Well, there never was a hoss Like the Tennessee Stud Along about 18 to 25 I left Tennessee very much alive I never would have got Through the Arkansas

A FOOL SUCH AS I (NOW AND THEN THERE'S) Writers Bob Miller, Bill Trader Pardon me if I'm sentimental when we say goodbye Don't be angry with me should

Just across the mountain there is something calling me Calling come and see way you ought to be A valley full of buttercups is singing me a song Come

On top of old Smokey all covered with snow I lost my true lover for courtin' too slow Oh courtin's a pleasure parting is grief And a false hearted lover

A LADY LIKE YOU Writers Keith Stegall, Jim Weatherly Here I am just an ordinary man And my virtues are few And I'm amazed Every morning when I wake With

Someday when I'm awfully low when the world is cold I will feel a glow Just thinking of you and the way you look tonight Oh but you're lovely with your

Oh the wayward wind is a restless wind A restless wind that yearns to wonder And I was born the next of kin The next of kin to the wayward wind In a

A PLACE IN THE SUN Writers Ron Miller, Bryan Wells Like a long lonely stream I keep runnin' towards a dream Movin' on, movin' on Like a branch on a tree

If you were mine Mary know what I'd do I'd take the stars Mary and give them to you If you were mine Mary know what I'd say I'd say that I love Mary over