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I was sitting in my hotel room
Strumming my old gui tar
Not much to do when you're far away
Playing some smoky bar
I was feeling a little empty
And feeling a little blue
When the maid came in and asked me
If she could do my room _ _ _ _
I put down my old guitar
And she gave me a smile
She had a crusty voice and a drinker's look
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But she had a friendly style
She dusted my room and made my bed
And she talked of days gone by
She spoke of when she wooed the men
A tear came to her eye _ _ _
_ And she s aid, "I used to b e a country s inger _ _ _ _ _ _
I could sing a mean Patsy Cline___ ____
My husband he could yodel like Wilf Carter _ _ _
Kitty Wells was a real good friend of mine" _ _ _ _ _ _
She told me that her husband died
And her son was over seas
I could tell by her eyes and her broken smile
She was lonely just like me
She asked me if I'd listen to
A tape of when she was young
She said, "I can't sing now, I forget the words
And my voice is almost gone" _ _ _
_ And she s aid, "I used to b e a country s inger _ _ _ _ _ _
I could sing a mean Patsy Cline___ ____
My husband he could yodel like Wilf Carter _ _ _
Kitty Wells was a real good friend of mine" _ _ _ _ _ _
Oh, I cried inside, but I couldn't tell
If it was for her or for me
So I grabbed my axe and we sang a song
In two part harmo ny
Ever since that day when I'm feeling down
And I can't find a happy tune
I just think of that maid and the feeling she gave
When she came to clean my room
_ And she s aid, "I used to b e a country s inger _ _ _ _ _ _
I could sing a mean Patsy Cline___ ____
My husband he could yodel like Wilf Carter _ _ _
Kitty Wells was a real good friend of mine" _ _ _
_ " I used to be a country si nger _ _ _ _ _ _
I could sing a mean Patsy Cline___ ____
My husband he could yodel like Wilf Carter _ _ _
Kitty Wells was a real good friend of mine____| | | __________
Kitty Wells was a real good friend of mine _ _ _ _ _
