Besedila: John Denver. You Dun Stomped On My Heart.

I told you that I loved you.
You said that is so good.
I called you my darlin'.
I thought I always would.
But now you've gone and left me
I don't know what to do.
So my little darlin'
I write these words to you.

You dun stomped on my heart.
And you mashed that sucker flat.
You just sortta stomped on my aorta.

You started going out with guys.
I felt us drift apart.
And every step you took
Was a stomp on my heart.

I only hope that someday
You get them low down blues.
In some smokey honky tonk.

You looked down at your shoes.

You'll think about that tender heart
That you crushed beneath them soles.
With your cold bustin' stompers
You left my heart so full of holes.

You dun stomped on my heart.
And you mashed that sucker flat.
You just sortta stomped on my aorta.

You started going out with guys.
I felt us drift apart.
And every step you took
Was a stomp on my heart.
And every step you took
Was a stomp on my heart.