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Tammy Wynette - D-I-V-O-R-C-E lyrics
(Bobby Braddock/Curley Putman) Our little boy is four years old and quite a little man So we spell out the words we don't want him to understand Like T-O-Y or maybe S-U-R-P-R-I-S-E But the words we're hiding from him now Tear the heart right out of me. Our D-I-V-O-R-C-E becomes final today Me and little J-O-E will be goin' away I love you both and it will be pure H-E double L for me Oh, I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-R-C-E. Watch him smile, he thinks it Christmas Or his 5th Birthday And he thinks C-U-S-O-T-D-Y spells fun or play I spell out all the hurtin' words And turn my head when I speak 'Cause I can't spell away this hurt That's drippin' down my cheek. Our D-I-V-O-R-C-E becomes final today Me and little J-O-E will be goin' away I love you both and it will be pure H-E double L for me Oh, I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-R-C-E. |
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