Please Mr Please Songtext
von Rhonda Vincent

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
They've 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 mister please, don't play B-17
It was our song, it was his song, but it's over
Please mister please, if you know what I mean
I don′t ever want to 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
Well I swear I′d be the richest girl in Nashville
Maybe even in the state of Tennessee
So I guess I better get myself together
'Cause when you left you didn′t leave too much behind
Just a note that says "I'm sorry" by your picture
And a song that′s weighing heavy on my mind

Please mister please, don't play B-17
It was our song, it was his song, but it's over
Please mister please, if you know what I mean
I don′t ever want to hear that song again

Please mister please, don′t play B-17
It was our song, it was his song, but it's over
Please mister please, if you know what I mean
I don′t ever want to hear that song again

I don't ever want to hear that song again