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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-you-are-P-are-I-S-E
But the words we're hiding from him now
Tear the heart right out of me.
Our D-I-V-O-are-C-E becomes final today
Me and little J-O-E will be goin' away
I love you both and this will be pure H-E double L for me
Oh, I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-are-C-E.
Watch him smile, he thinks it Christmas
Or his 5th Birthday
And he thinks C-you-S-T-O-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-are-C-E becomes final today
Me and little J-O-E will be goin' away
I love you both and this will be pure H-E double L for me
Oh, I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-are-C-E.
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-you-are-P-are-I-S-E
But the words we're hiding from him now
Tear the heart right out of me.
Our D-I-V-O-are-C-E becomes final today
Me and little J-O-E will be goin' away
I love you both and this will be pure H-E double L for me
Oh, I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-are-C-E.
Watch him smile, he thinks it Christmas
Or his 5th Birthday
And he thinks C-you-S-T-O-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-are-C-E becomes final today
Me and little J-O-E will be goin' away
I love you both and this will be pure H-E double L for me
Oh, I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-are-C-E.
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