Please, Mister, Please, Don’t Play…

B-17

I know: I have a twisted sense of humour. The original lyrics for the song do not support this image…

In the corner of the bar there stands a jukebox
With the best of country music, old and new
You can hear your five selections for a quarter
And somebody else’s songs when yours are through

I got good Kentucky whiskey on the counter
And my friends around to help me ease the pain
‘Til some button-pushing cowboy plays that love song
And here I am just missing you again

Please Mr. please, don’t play B-17
It was our song, it was his song but it’s over
Please Mr. please, if you know what I mean
I don’t ever wanna hear that song again

If I had a dime for every time I held you
Though you’re far away, you’ve been so close to me
I could swear I’d be the richest girl in Nashville
Maybe even in the state of Tennessee

But I guess I’d better get myself together
‘Cause when you left, you didn’t leave too much behind
Just a note that said, “I’m sorry” by your picture
And a song that’s weighing heavy on my mind

Please Mr. please, don’t play B-17
It was our song, it was his song but it’s over
Please Mr. please, if you know what I mean
I don’t ever wanna hear that song again

Please Mr. Please (Olivia Newton-John)

(All images courtesy of Pinterest.)

About cdsmiller17

I am an Astrologer who also writes about world events. My first eBook "At This Point in Time" is available through most on-line book stores. I have now serialized my second book "The Star of Bethlehem" here. And I am experimenting with birth and death charts. If you wish to contact me, or request a birth chart, send an email to cdsmiller17@gmail.com. (And, in case you are also interested, I have an extensive list of celebrity birth and death details if you wish to 'confirm' what you suspect may be a past-life experience of yours.) Bless.
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