Dolly Parton – But You Know I Love You – Vinyl (7", 45 RPM, Single), 1981 [r13294404] | Discogs

About the Song

Let’s turn the dial back to 1969 and settle into the heartfelt strains of Dolly Parton’s “But You Know I Love You”, a song that carries all the warmth and wistfulness of a handwritten letter tucked inside a keepsake box. For those of us who’ve journeyed through the years, this track is a gentle gem from Dolly’s early catalog—a slice of country storytelling that feels as timeless as a front-porch swing on a summer evening. Written by Mike Settle and originally a pop hit for The First Edition, Dolly took this tune and made it her own on her album In the Good Old Days (When Times Were Bad). With her inimitable voice and a touch of Appalachian soul, she turned it into a Top 20 country hit, proving once again why she’s a treasure to generations of listeners.

There’s a tender ache in “But You Know I Love You” that grabs you right away. Dolly Parton, with that unmistakable quiver in her soprano, sings of a love strained by distance and ambition—“When the morning sun streaks across my room, and I’m wakin’ up from another dream of you”—and you can feel the longing in every note. It’s a story many of us know: one partner chasing dreams while the other waits, holding onto faith and a whispered “I love you.” For those of us who’ve weathered life’s separations—whether for work, family, or just the passage of time—it’s a melody that mirrors the quiet sacrifices we make for those we hold dear. Dolly’s delivery is pure and unguarded, a reminder that beneath her rhinestone sparkle lies a heart that’s lived every word.

Musically, this track is a perfect snapshot of late-’60s country—simple, sincere, and beautifully understated. The arrangement features a soft strum of acoustic guitar, a hint of steel, and a backing that lets Dolly’s voice take center stage. Produced during her early years with Porter Wagoner, it’s got that classic Nashville sound—clean and uncluttered, with just enough twang to keep it rooted in the hills of Tennessee. For those of us who remember flipping through radio stations or dropping a needle on vinyl, it’s the kind of song that filled the air with a comforting familiarity, a bridge between the old traditions and the changing times. Dolly’s phrasing, with its natural rise and fall, turns each line into a conversation, as if she’s sitting right there, sharing her story over a cup of coffee.

What keeps “But You Know I Love You” close to the heart is its honesty. In a world buzzing with Vietnam, moon landings, and social shifts, Dolly Parton offered a moment of stillness—a love song that didn’t need flash to resonate. For those of us with a few more miles on our boots, it’s a nudge to cherish the ones who stay in our hearts, no matter where life takes us. It’s Dolly at her core: real, relatable, and radiant, singing about the push and pull of love with a grace that never fades. So, if you’ve got a quiet evening ahead, give this one a listen. Let Dolly’s voice remind you of love’s enduring thread—because, as she says, even when the miles stretch long, you know it’s true.But You Know I Love You - song and lyrics by Dolly Parton | Spotify

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Lyrics: But You Know I Love You 

When the mornin’ sun
Streaks across my room
And I’m wakin’ up
From another dream of you
Yes, you know I’m on the road
Once again it seems
All that’s left behind
Is a chain of broken dreams
But you know that I love you
You know that I love you
Oh, I love you

And how I wish that love
Was all we’d need to live
What a life we’d have
‘Cause I’ve got so much to give
But ya’ know I feel so sad
Down inside my heart
That the dollar sign
Should be keepin’ us apart
But you know that I love you
You know that I love you
Oh, how I love you

And if only I could find my way back to the time
When the problems of this life
Had not yet crossed my mind
And the answers could be found in children’s nursery rhymes
I’d come runnin’ back to you
I’d come runnin’ back to you
Mmmmm

But you know we can’t
Live on dreams alone
Got to pay the rent
So I must leave you all alone
‘Cause you know I made my choice many years ago
And now this travelin’ life
Well, it’s the only life I know
But you know that I love you
You know that I love you
Oh, I love you
But you know that I love you
You know that I love you
Oh, how I love you
But you know that I love you
You know that I love you
Oh, how I love you

But you know I love you
But you know I love you
Oh, I love you
But you know that I love you
But you know that I love you
Oh, how I love you
But you know that I love you
But you know that I love you
Oh, how I love you

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