No. 82
(Dallas Frazier)


Bonnie Owens - 1967


They warned me not to look at you and flirt with you for fun
They said your book of broken hearts had names of eighty-one
But still one night I let myself get much too close to you
And the sunrise found me number eighty-two

Sometimes when the honky tonks have closed I hear from you
The town is hushed and you have missed your chance with someone new
I don't know how I keep on loving you the way I do
And stand the shame of number eighty-two

(Instrumental Break)

I know that I'm a fool to let your lips touch mine again
In front of me your arms have been around my closest friends
But I can't stop my wild desire from giving in to you
Or hide the love of number eighty-two

Sometimes when the honky tonks have closed I hear from you
The town is hushed and you have missed your chance with someone new
I don't know how I keep on loving you the way I do
And stand the shame of number eighty-two







(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - July 2011)