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02 Jun 00 - 12:52 AM (#237279) Subject: Need title and lyrics From: GUEST,Cookie Can someone help? Searching for song title lyrics to this songs that begin or contain the following:
"I came home one evening from work, Thank you! |
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02 Jun 00 - 01:35 AM (#237287) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Need title and lyrics From: Joe Offer Hi,Cookie - I wish you had given a more specific title to your thread, since this thread title is just like the one next to it on the menu. You're better off using a distinctive pharase from the song as title for your thread. But since you started the thread, we may as well give it a try and see if somebody comes up with an answer. Can you tell us what kind of song i is (folk, country, or what), and maybe where you heard it? I checked the usual pop and country sites for songs with the term "grocery clerk" in them, and came up with nothing close to what you describe. I have a feeling we're not going to find this one. -Joe Offer- |
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02 Jun 00 - 02:56 AM (#237297) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Need title and lyrics From: Night Owl Wasn't there a popular fifties song titled "Ever Lovin' Fingers Burned"???? Jim Bowen is stuck in my head...no clue if its accurate,.....don't remember any of the lyrics....try again Joe??? |
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02 Jun 00 - 07:58 AM (#237332) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Need title and lyrics From: GUEST,Cookie Sorry, Joe. I didn't know what to put in it. I help out on a music message board and got a request for this song and I never heard of it so I thought I would ask here. I will try to post better in the future. Thank you Nightowl and I will see if I can find anything on the song you suggested. Everyone is so helpful here. Cookie |
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23 Nov 07 - 10:51 PM (#2201099) Subject: Lyr Add: EVER-LOVIN' FINGERS (Jimmy Bowen) From: Jim Dixon What a bizarre song! Copied from http://www.top40db.net/Lyrics/?SongID=57275&By=Genre&Match=Rockabilly EVER-LOVIN' FINGERS by Jimmy Bowen I thought I had me a woman, a woman that would be true. I thought that after I married, her love would always be true; But the first thing I knew, when my back was turned, Got my ever-lovin' fingers burned. Well, I came home one evening from work. I'm just a lowly grocery clerk. My woman thinks that I should be more. Thinks I should own that whole darn store. Don't trust a yellow-haired woman; don't trust her if her hair is brown. Don't trust any kind of woman; she'll always let you down. And the first thing you knew, when your back is turned, Get your ever-loving fingers burned. |