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Word & Music by: Rattlesnake Annie
Country Music Hall of Pain
Welcome to my home, walk right in the door
There’s no charge, the price has already been paid
By a woman and a man who took the same name
See our wedding picture on the wall hanging there
See the half empty bed where we used to lay
And here’s the bottle where I buried my shame
He took the baby and I took the blame
Welcome to the country music hall of pain
Country music hall of pain, see my fortune and my fame
Yet I’m left here all alone
Gold records line the wall, one by one I’ve watched them fall
And here’s that old guitar that took my love away
See the half empty bed where we used to lay
And here’s the bottle where I buried my shame
So please hold my hand, teach me to love again
Welcome to the country music hall of pain
Publisher: ©1982 Ann McGowan Music Inc. BMI (International Copyright Secured)
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