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Buck Owens

Arms Full Of Empty

 

Arms Full Of Empty

(album: The Good 'Ol Days (Are Here Again) - 1973)


Jump aboard that silver plane
Wave to me through that window pane
Left me with my arms full of empty

Well, I'm so sick and tired of getting up
So sick and tired
Sick old dirty clothes and dirty dishes
I'm tired of all these sleepless nights
That drive me up to walls
Tired of having arms full of empty

Oh, you took my car and took my money
Done me wrong and that ain't funny
Left me standing here a looking silly
Jump aboard that silver plane
(Wave to me through the window pane)
Left me with my arms full of empty

(Darling, if you will come back
I promise you that I won't be mad
For I never was one to burn bridges
I ain't had no tender loving care
Since you've been gone
I've only had two arms full of empty)

Oh, you took my car and took my money
Done me wrong and that ain't funny
Left me standing here a-looking silly
Jump aboard that silver plane
(Wave to me through the window pane)
Left me with my arms full of empty

Jump aboard that silver plane
Wave to me through that window pane
Left me with my arms full of empty

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