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Vic McAlpin
(04 Feb 1918 - 18 Jan 1980)
Male Person - United States
Works
(73)
Wrote
Marriage on the Rocks
When Do You Love Me
You Ain’t Seen Nothin’ Yet
I Went Out of My Way
I Gotta Find Someone (Who Loves Like I Do)
Anymore
I’m in Love Again
The Hole He Said He’d Dig for Me
When My Conscience Hurts the Most
Before I Lose My Mind
Marking Time
Rocket in My Pocket
I’ve Got Some
Another
This Won’t Be the First Time
A Lover’s Quarrel
What Is Life Without Love
I Can’t Trust Me in Your Arms Anymore
Before This Day Ends
I Got a Rocket in My Pocket
Standing at the End of My World
Almost
God Walks These Hills With Me
Somethin' Bad's Gonna Happen
Be-Have, Be-Quit or Begone
I’m So Helpless
It Could Be You (Instead of Him)
Composed
All Alone in This World Without You
My Last Two Tens
I Relived My Life Today
The Box It Came In
I’m the Queen of My Lonely Little World
This Time’s the Next Time
Where the Rio de Rosa Flows
Those Things Money Can’t Buy
You Better Keep It on Your Mind
I’m Gonna Roll You Like a Wheel
Through This World of Mine
Jackson Ain’t a Very Big Town
I Just Came to Smell the Flowers
Now I Lay Me Down to Dream (With a Nightmare by My Side)
One Among the Three of Us
Don’t Let That Doorknob Hit You
Don’t Trouble Trouble
Hundred Dollar Funeral
Plastic Saddle
Somebody’s Stealing My Baby’s Sugar
How’s My Ex Treating You
To My Sorrow
What Locks the Door
Lyrics
One Among the Three of Us
Don’t Let That Doorknob Hit You
You Better Keep It on Your Mind
What Locks the Door
Now I Lay Me Down to Dream (With a Nightmare by My Side)
To My Sorrow
I Relived My Life Today
The Box It Came In
I’m the Queen of My Lonely Little World
This Time’s the Next Time
I Just Came to Smell the Flowers
How’s My Ex Treating You
My Last Two Tens
Through This World of Mine
All Alone in This World Without You
Jackson Ain’t a Very Big Town
I’m Gonna Roll You Like a Wheel
My Hands Are Tied
Don’t Trouble Trouble
Hundred Dollar Funeral
Plastic Saddle
Somebody’s Stealing My Baby’s Sugar
Those Things Money Can’t Buy