Hers on one side, his on the other. One Saturday in June. The organ drones and her cousin's singin'. Just a little bit out of tune. . Her ex is here and his is too.
We wash our clothes, we press our shirts. We brush our teeth and we go to work. We fill our tanks and we wax our cars. We edge our driveways and mow our yards.
I don't look good in no Armani suits. No Gucci shoes or designer boots. I've tried the latest lines from A to Z. But there's just one thing that looks good on me.
Pull up a seat, strange we should meet, tonight. You look so alone, and baby so am I. You could write my story,. Just whisper I love you Lorrie. Yeah baby, just maybe, you could be the next one.
You thought the hart part would be saying that it's over. You thought the hard part would be telling me goodbye. But compared to life without my love, I can guarantee.
Softly I hear you talking. I see you walking right out the door. Faintly I hear you tell me. That you don't love me anymore. . Surely I must be dreaming.
You don't remember me. But I remember you. It was not so long ago. You broke my heart in two. . Tears on my pillow. Pain in my heart caused by you. . If we could start anew.
You don't have to hold it all inside you. Or try to keep your feelings hid. You don't need to bottle your emotions. Of the way your daddy did. . I can see inside you're hurtin'.
On the rocky road to love the goin' has been rough. I fall down but somehow I always got back up. I've climbed every mountain, crossed every valley too.
Everything I've tried to do for you. Has always turned out wrong. It took a lot of love inside of me. To keep me here this long. . It's too late to dim the lights again.
I'm looking for something in red. Something that's shocking to turn someone's head. Strapless and sequined and cut down to there. Stockings and garters and lace underwear.
They call me a friend who will listen. A friend who's kind hearted and true. They never think about calling me lonely. What would they say if they knew.
I am only one of those who care. Who cares about the fate of love. I know there's many others just like me. I know they to have had enough. . Of those hearts doing battle on the front line.
Baby, I don't wanna miss the chance. To be the fairy tale princess in a true romance. C'mon, baby, now I wanna dance. Into your world. . So why don't we move a little closer.
It takes a special lady. To survive a broken heart. To go right on loving him. Like they've never been apart. . He left her crying. He thought he needed me.
She felt the cold and prairie wind, chill her to the bone. Through the Oklahoma dust before there was a road. Determination on her face and achin' in her feet.
I've been told better safe than sorry. And to look before I leap. To think about what I should say. Long before I speak. . I'm tired of holding back. My true emotions.
Pretty little girl. Sweet sixteen. Crying in the dark. On the front porch swing. She's got a secret she can't keep for long. Don't wanna tell her daddy and her mamma.
You know I 'm not one to crawl in a shell. But it was one of those days I wasn't sure of myself. It was nothing too serious just a curious mood. This old world seems so wrong, but then right on cue.
You came home late again and snuck into bed,. I pretended to be asleep. . the next morning you called me to say you were sorry about last night. . thinking if you said the right thing I'd forgive you once again..