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Dolly Parton The Fairest Of Them All

But they just don't understand the way I loved your dad Now I thought your daddy loved me I was so sure he did And so I gave him all my love and he said

Before you make up your mind to walk out the door Before you telle me that it's all over Let me say what I have to say it won't take me all day And if

almost reach heaven But do you ever ever hear the robins sing Do you hear the robins singing in the springtime While a mockingbird sings his happy song Is all

Writer Dolly Parton Copyright 1968 I give an inch and you take a mile and you tell me to jump and I just ask how high I've been over backwards to show

that soap they advertise Rubbin' and scrubbin... Well that good lookin' good lovin' no good man of mine Could buy me a washin' machine But he spends all

his face in total darkness Oh, he's everywhere He left a memory that lives with me A memory of how it used to be And I remember all the things we

land Now the rainbows have all gone and the flowers have all died And the sunbeams that we caught have all gone free again And the butterfiles we chased have all

(Dolly Parton/Dorothy Jo Hope) In this mental institution, lookin' out through these iron bars How could he put me in here, how could he go that far

(Dolly Parton) If you hear me crying in the night Pretend that you don't hear me it's alright Don't ask me why I'm crying, please don't make a sound