"Hold Her When She Cries" lyrics - WHITEY MORGAN AND THE 78'S

She's holdin tight to a bottle
She sure is looking blue
And all the angels who surround him
Well, hell, that's nothin' new

He don't give a damn
How he does her wrong
And her eyes are on the floor
When he sings those cheatin' songs

Well, it's the same old story everynight
And, Lord, it's plain to see
That the whiskey took the place
Yeah, the whiskey took the place
Where her pride used to be

Oh, I wish she'd let me be the one
To hold her when she cries
And I'd pick up the pieces
Lord, she's gonna fall apart tonight
Oh, he don't give a damn
He's gonna cheat and he's gonna lie
And I wish she'd let me hold her
Hold her when she cries

Well, the years ain't been kind to him
But, hell, he ain't changed his ways
And she's a good hearted woman
Don't even make the set these days

Well, she finally up and left him
Lord, after all this time
And that good hearted woman
I finally made her mine

Oh, I wish she'd let me be the one
To hold her when she cries
And I'd pick up the pieces
Lord, she's gonna fall apart tonight
Oh, he don't give a damn
He's still gonna cheat and he's gonna lie
And I wish she'd let me hold her
Hold her when she cries
Hell, I wish she'd let me hold her
Hold her tonight