Besedila: George Jones. Forever's Here To Stay.

She stepped out of the Taxi with a suitcase in her hand
And a hand bag too full for her to hold
I felt her body tremble as I took her in my arms
And she whispered, "Don't ever let me go"

The I watched her hang her dresses up and close the closet door
And I watched her put her satin things away
Somehow now I know she won't be leaving anymore
I do believe forever's here to stay

It's good to hear her foot steps just walking down the hall
Lord, I wondered, would I hear those sounds again
We're picking up the pieces and putting away the past
We've got a lot of broken dreams to mend

The I watched her hang her dresses up and close the closet door
And I watched her put her satin things away
Somehow now I know she won't be leaving anymore
I do believe forever's here to stay
I do believe forever's here to stay