Roger Creager Crying, Moaning...Kind of Feeling Letras:
Roger Creager

Stand up straight walk tall and proud if you want
the world to sing your praise. Don't let them see
you sweat, don't let your eyes get wet, that's
just the way I was raised. What would my mom and
daddy say if they could see me now. You walked out
and turned it all around.

(Chorus) And since you've been gone, I've been
drinking just a little bit more. My buddies clear
out when I walk in through the front of that bar
room door. They know what I want to talk about,
when I pull your tear stained pictures out. I'm in
a crying, moaning, whining, groaning, wishing you
were back in these arms along again kind of
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feeling.

Draw the curtains, pull down the shades and turn
the TV on. I hate for people to see me like this,
but I hate being alone. I'm trying a new way of
getting over you. I wish my friends were more
sympathetic when I'm feeling blue.

And since you've been gone, I've been drinking
just a little bit more. My buddies clear out when
I walk in through the front of that bar room door.
They know what I want to talk about, when I pull
your tear stained pictures out. I'm in a crying,
moaning, whining, groaning, wishing you were back
in these arms along again kind of feeling. (Repeat
Chorus)

Crying, moaning, whining, groaning, wishing you
were back in these arms alone again kind of
feeling.
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