Roy Huskey Jr. - Sophronie Lyrics
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Sophronie
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What Are The Lyrics For Sophronie By Roy Huskey Jr.?
Love em and leave em, kiss em and grieve em
That used to be my motto so high Till my Sophronie left me so lonely Now there's teardrops in my eyes My Sophronie's from Kentucky, she's found another man Can't even kiss her, can't even hold her hand Oh when we used to love beneath the stars up in the sky But now I'm just a hotshot with a teardrop in my eye Love em and leave em, kiss em and grieve em That used to be my motto so high Till my Sophronie left me so lonely Now there's teardrops in my eyes Till Gabriel blows his bugle, I'll be lovin that sweet girl She means more to me than the whole wide world I used to be a killer with the women me oh, my But now I'm just a hot shot with a teardrop in my eye Love em and leave em, kiss em and grieve em That used to be my motto so high Till my Sophronie left me so lonely Now there's teardrops in my eyes I used to slay the pretty girls from Maine to Alabam Until I met Sophronie and then she let me down I seen so many pretty eyes and filled with bitter tears Find em, forget em, but now I have my fears Love em and leave em, kiss em and grieve em That used to be my motto so high Till my Sophronie left me so lonely Now there's teardrops in my eyes |
Who Wrote Sophronie By Roy Huskey Jr.?
Alton Delmore, D.c. Mullins
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What's The Duration Of The Sophronie By Roy Huskey Jr.?The duration of Sophronie is 3:01 minutes and seconds. |
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