Please Mr. Please Lyrics

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 pushin' cowboy plays that love song
And here I am just missin' you again.

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Please, Mister, please, don't play B-17
It was our song, it was her song, but it's over.
Please, Mister 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 man 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 weigh in' heavy on my mind.

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