Sometimes it's hard to be a woman Giving all your love to just one man You have bad times, and you have good times Doing things that you don't understand
I'll need time to get You off my mind And I may sometimes bother You Try to be in touch with You Even ask too much of You, from time to time Now and
Kids say the darndest things Have you ever listened close to the games they play Or the little songs they sing Last night dressed up in a high heel shoes
We don't know what it was but we had it We don't where it went but we lost it And it may never come back again but I sure wish it would We don't know
Oh Lord, You know that I'm not one To bother You with little things And You and I have never been too close But we've always been on speakin' terms I'
In a pawn shop in Chicago On a sunny summer day A couple gazes at the wedding rings There on display She smiles 'n' nods her head As he says, "Honey
(G. Richey, C. Taylor, N. Wilson) You say that you want me Yes, I really want you Well, how much do you want me? Well, I want you as much as a child
There's just one place for me Near you It's like Heaven to be Near you Times when we're apart And I can't face my heart Say you'll never stay More than
We're gonna hold on We're gonna hold on We're gonna hold on To each other Life can be rough, sometimes it's kind A real good life is hard to find But
're not the jet set We're the old Chevrolet set But ain't we got love? No, we're not the jet set We're the old Chevrolet set The Jones and Wynette set
presence of God, and these witnesses, To join this man and this woman in the bonds, Of holy matrimony Do you Tammy, take this man, George To be your
Today I've sat alone at the window And I watched our little girl outside at play With the little boy next door, like so many times before But something
Today's the day you're tellin' him that he's got to set you free And that bein' one man's woman brings you down But before you throw away what you think
My man understand, he holds me in the palm of his hand And I like it, I like it He's a dream, the real thing he always makes me feel like a queen And
If you think you've got your man In the palm of your hand You better listen And if you think you've got it made And his love will never fade You better
I believe in fairy tales Where knights in shinin' Armour come along You were my knight in shining Armour And you stole my heart with a song You gave
A little barroom, on his way home A bed to lay on in a room upstairs What's her name, he'll never see her again Close the door, who knows, who cares
When you left you said you's doin' me a favor I cried and I begged you not to go Now it's just been two short weeks And you want to come back But I think
