video1.0Network.huhttp://network.hu/TAMMY WYNETTE- BROWN PAPER BAG apucsokahttp://network.hu/apucsoka<object width="424" height="345"><param name="movie" value="http://country.network.hu/flash/videoplayer/video.swf?videoid=657864&amp;pvol=40&amp;plang=hu&amp;host=http://country.network.hu" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><embed src="http://country.network.hu/flash/videoplayer/video.swf?videoid=657864&amp;pvol=40&amp;plang=hu&amp;host=http://country.network.hu" width="424" height="345" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" /></object>424345180Produced: Billy Sherrill, Engineer: Lou Bradley
Album: I Still Believe In Fairy Tales
1975 release LP Epic 33582
Transcriber: Awcantor@aol.com
She cleans off the table
Throws the dishes in the sink
And gently hangs her apron on the floor
In minutes she's back
Down at the magazine rack
In the back corner, of the corner grocery store
She reads of movie queens
In those photo magazines
Then fondles four or five, she's gonna buy
Now, she's takin her life home
In a brown paper bag
To read about who's livin her life
He fires up his pick-up
He just got off the graveyard
And he trudges down the road, home to the night
Cause life's so dang dead
In the house where he's been dyin
He wonders why the heck he even bothers
So he stops off at a water hole
And picks up a pint
The most perfect peace of mind, two bucks can buy
Now, he's takin his life home
In a brown paper bag
Instead of just takin his lie
He's sittin' there in his undershirt
Just guzzlin down his gin
An she'd lied on her satin sheets, lovin her leading men
Cause he's the one night stand kind of love
Be over and beyond our eyes
And now the two brown paper bags
Are just two garbage cans
That used to hold their lies
And now all the riches that they shared
Have turned to rags
But now everyday they take their lives home
In two brown paper bags.http://vds.network.hu/clubvideo/6/5/7/_/657864_15011_2.jpg8060657864