Pinwheel of Death

Marie Wilson


SONGS

Writers Roy Drusky, Vic McAlpin, Marie Wilson

Genres Country, Classic Country

Recorded 1960

Lyrics I DON'T BELIEVE
YOU LOVE ME
ANYMORE...

LATELY
YOU'VE BEEN ACTING STRANGE
TO ME,
SOMEHOW
IT'S NOT THE WAY
IT USED TO BE.
YOU'RE DOING THINGS
YOU NEVER DARED
TO DO BEFORE,
AND I DON'T BELIEVE
YOU LOVE ME
ANYMORE.
I FELT YOUR LOVE
GROW COLDER
DAY BY DAY
WHEN I TRIED
TO HOLD YOU CLOSE
YOU TURNED AWAY.
THERE MUST BE SOMEONE ELSE
YOU'RE LONGING FOR,
AND I DON'T BELIEVE
YOU LOVE ME
ANYMORE.

GREENER PASTURES NOW
YOU THINK YOU'VE FOUND,
BUT WHAT WILL HAPPEN
WHEN THE GRASS
TURNS BROWN?
I'M HEARING THINGS
ON YOU
I'VE NEVER HEARD
BEFORE
AND I DON'T BELIEVE
YOU LOVE ME
ANYMORE.

I FELT YOUR LOVE
GROW COLDER...
NO, I DON'T BELIEVE
YOU LOVE ME
ANYMORE.
Writers Roy Drusky, Vic McAlpin, Marie Wilson

Genres Country

Recorded 1960

Lyrics THEY SAY
THAT MY KIND OF LOVE
IS BLIND,
SOME EVEN SAY
I MUST
HAVE LOST MY MIND.
BUT IF I KNEW
I'D NEVER KISS
YOUR LIPS AGAIN,
I'D RATHER DIE
BEFORE THIS DAY ENDS.
SEEDS OF GOSSIP
ALWAYS GROW
TILL THEY KILL
THE SWEETEST FRAGRANCE
OF THE SWEETEST ROSE.
BUT IF I THOUGHT
YOU WOULD LET
A DOUBT COME IN,
I'D RATHER DIE
BEFORE THIS DAY ENDS.

ALL OF EV'RYTHING
IS NOTHING WITHOUT YOU,
AND MANY DREAM A DREAM
THE WAY I DO.
WITHOUT YOUR LOVE
BEFORE ANOTHER DAY BEGINS,
I'D RATHER DIE
BEFORE THIS DAY ENDS.
SEEDS OF GOSSIP
ALWAYS GROW
TILL THEY KILL
THE SWEETEST FRAGRANCE
OF THE SWEETEST ROSE.
BUT IF I THOUGHT
YOU WOULD LET
A DOUBT COME IN,
I'D RATHER DIE
BEFORE THIS DAY ENDS.
 


Cowriters: Roy Drusky, Vic McAlpin