| Song | Where My Sweet Baby Used To Walk |
| Artist | Hank Thompson |
| Album | North Of The Rio Grande |
| 作词 : Thompson | |
| Every room seems empty now since she's gone away | |
| The music of her laughter is a thing of yesterday | |
| The patter of her footsteps when she'd meet me at the door | |
| The smiling face I loved to see is gone forever more | |
| I see a cozy love seat when we used to sit and talk | |
| My tears fall on the carper where my sweet bay used to walk | |
| [ fiddle ] | |
| A dozen other women I might get to take her place | |
| But none to touch her sweetness none would have her grace | |
| When her footsteps pleaded from me it cut me like a sword | |
| A goodbye told me she was gone my baby I adore | |
| I see a cozy love seat... | |
| My tears fall on the carper where my sweet bay used to walk |
| zuò cí : Thompson | |
| Every room seems empty now since she' s gone away | |
| The music of her laughter is a thing of yesterday | |
| The patter of her footsteps when she' d meet me at the door | |
| The smiling face I loved to see is gone forever more | |
| I see a cozy love seat when we used to sit and talk | |
| My tears fall on the carper where my sweet bay used to walk | |
| fiddle | |
| A dozen other women I might get to take her place | |
| But none to touch her sweetness none would have her grace | |
| When her footsteps pleaded from me it cut me like a sword | |
| A goodbye told me she was gone my baby I adore | |
| I see a cozy love seat... | |
| My tears fall on the carper where my sweet bay used to walk |