Herbert W Armstrong

Back Home Again

There's a storm across the valley
Clouds' are roll in' in
The afternoon is heavy on your shoulders
There's a fire softly burnin'
Supper's on the stove
And it's the light in your eyes that makes me warm

   CHORUS

   Hey it's good to be back home again
   Sometimes this old farm feels like a long lost friend
   Yes, and hey it's good to be back home again

It's the sweetest thing I know of
Just spending time with you
It's the little things that make a house a home
Like a fire softly burning, and supper on the stove
And it's the light in your eye that makes me warm

   (CHORUS)

Yellow Rose of Texas

She's the sweetest little rose bud, that Texas ever knew
Her eyes were bright as diamonds
They sparkle like the dew
You can talk about your Clementine, or sing of Rosalee
But the Yellow Rose of Texas is the only girl for me

She's the sweetest rose of color, this cowboy ever knew
Her eyes were bright as diamonds
They sparkle like the dew
You can talk about your Clementine, or sing of Rosalee
But the Yellow Rose of Texas is the only girl for me

Top of the World

Such a feeling's coming over me
There is wonder in most everything I see
Not a cloud in the sky
Got the sun in my eye
And I won't be surprised if it's a dream

Everything I want the world to be
Is now coming true especially for me
And the reason is clear, it's because you are near
You're the nearest thing to heaven that I've seen

   CHORUS

   I'm on the top of the world lookin' down on creation
   And the only explanation I can find
   Is the love that I've found ever since you've been around
   Your love's put me at the top of the world

Cotton fields

When I was a little bitty baby
My mamma used to rock me in the cradle
In them old cotton fields back home
It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home

And when them cotton balls get rotten
You can't pick very much cotton
In them old cotton fields back home
It was down in Louisiana
Just about a mile from Texarkana
In them old cotton fields back home
In them old cotton fields back home

When Irish Eyes Are Smiling

When Irish eyes are smiling
Sure it's like a morn in spring
In the lilt of Irish laughter
You can hear the angels sing

When Irish hearts are happy
All the world seems bright and gay
And when Irish eyes are smiling
Sure they'll steal your heart away

White Cliffs of Dover

There'll be bluebirds over the white cliffs of Dover
Tomorrow, just you wait and see
There'll be love and laughter and peace ever after
Tomorrow, when the world is free

The shepherd will tend his sheep
The valley will bloom again
And Jimmy will go to sleep
In his own little room again

There'll be bluebirds over the white cliffs of Dover
Tomorrow, when the world is free
Tomorrow, just you wait and see

Howdy Y'all Reprise

From the shores of Lake Loma, a great place to meet
Our friends and our neighbors, we're happy to greet
We're extending an East Texas welcome this Fall
Won't you join us and say a big Howdy Y'all
Won't you join us and say, "Howdy Y'all!"