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What Might Have Been©
      by
Ron Patrick/Fred "Butch" Burns  (Greater BigBend Music, BMI)

I try not to think about you. . . I just don't have the time
but I can't stop this heart inside ... From messin' up my mind
those memories of you... that knock me to my knees
do you ever think of me?..

Chorus:
        And every now and then,  do you wonder what might have been
        does a tear ever come to your eye?
        and sometimes do you wish we coulda made it?
        well… so do I

That summer moon was magic... with you here in my arms
and underneath the heavens... you lit up the stars
all I ever wanted  was to be there in your heart
do you ever think about us, when you lay alone in the dark?..
. . .  (Chorus)

Bridge verse
They all say that life goes on... through the pleasure and the pain
but life after loving you. . . will never be the same
I wanted so to believe in death do us part. . .
But all I have are sweet memories,  deep in my broken heart. . .
. . .  (Chorus)



Performed by Fred "Butch" Burns
Ron Patrick (co-writers if any, listed)
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Clear Blue Eyes©
By
Ron Patrick (Greater BigBend Music, BMI)

There are lights along the harbor
reachin' for the evening sky
there is one looks like a teardrop
fallin' from clear blue eyes

Come and lay your face upon me
come and stay till dawn arrives
I will wipe away the sadness
fallin' from clear blue eyes

  Clear blue eyes, now we must part
  Clear blue eyes… you'll always own my heart
  I must go to be a soldier
  and I will miss clear blue eyes

Take this coin, this piece of silver
on a chain to mark the time
if shadows fall upon your doorway
please think of me, clear blue eyes

I hear my brother, he is calling
from the field as spirits rise
I see the battle flag has fallen
and I dream of clear blue eyes

  Clear blue eyes, do not worry
  clear blue eyes, have no fear
  of the hour this time tomorrow
  when I will dream of clear blue eyes

Take this coin to wear upon you
til I return to clear blue eyes

Performed by Ron Patrick
She Closed Her Eyes in Memphis©
      by
Ron Patrick/ Fred "Butch" Burns  (Greater BigBend Music, BMI)

Jessie closed the curtain and took her gold hair down
slipped into her soft things . .   On love's hallowed ground
he softly said he loved her. . . She hoped it was true
When she closed her eyes in Memphis, love's flame was burning blue.

Chorus:
            Love raced on. . . Two hearts beyond control
            She closed her eyes in Memphis. . .
            It was sweet don't ya know. . . It was sweet don't ya know

How they laughed together. . .    it all seemed so right
love burned like wildfire. . .  In the mornin' and in the night
"sweet Jessie won't ya be my bride?  My heart you've charmed. . .
and close your eyes in Memphis tonite. . . Safe inside my arms."

For years and years their love did grow,  she made for him a happy home
but she fell ill last summer. . .  By Christmas she was gone
Now he goes to Memphis. . . But he travels there alone
and carries her a red rose. . . That he lays upon her stone.

And sweet memories of Memphis. . . The fire just won't burn out
He sometimes sits for hours. . . And  silently dreams about...


Performed by Fred "Butch" Burns
Pale Blue Cadillac©
Ron Patrick/ Ed McFarland/ Charles Miner (Greater BigBend Music, BMI)

Mobile to Montgomery, lost off the interstate
drivin' through a cold hard rain,  and prayin' for a break
a neon sign flashed food and gas, stop and rest a spell
stay a night or stay a week at George and Luke's motel
I drove across the gravel lot, the clouds were low and black
I parked beside the only car, it was a pale blue Cadillac
an eerie light fell across the desk when I signed the motel book
I took the key, climbed the stairs, tired cold and shook

Another time, another place, that much I could tell
TV, phones, and microwaves.... not at this motel
about the time I turned to leave something held me back
was it the stormy night or the neon light on that pale blue Cadillac.
I hit the sack and a shadow passed across the window shade
voices from the room next door made me wonder why I stayed
a guitar ran some simple chords to "Your Cheatin' Heart"  
Then a voice begin to whine that lonesome sacred part

Pure and clear and note for note those songs were just the same
simple truth and soulful sounds of love and loss and pain
another voice began to sing and it really blew my mind
Candy Kisses Wrapped in Paper never sounded quite so fine
I packed to leave at first daylight and I saw the door ajar
it opened on a storage room crammed like a church bazaar
and there upon the dusty floor where light would rarely shine
lay an empty Seagram's bottle and a battered Ryman sign

In faded old red letters that sign still had a date 
when the Opry had 'em both on stage in 1948
I stashed the Ryman sign and Seagram's bottle in my car
then headed back to Mobile like a ghost that went too far
some swear the Ryman walls hide souls that just can't rest
most would say that Luke and George were more than just the best
Hank's lonesome sounds had simple truth for hearts too blue to cry
when George sang  "candy kisses" how could memories fade and die

from time to time I drive the road east of the interstate
ten miles from Montgomery where I always stop to eat
I still look around if I think I've found the place that calls me back
but I never found the motel sign or the pale blue Cadillac

And that poster and the bottle
the ones I threw in the back
they just turned up missin'
like that pale blue Cadillac

Performed by Ed McFarland