Speak, what you know?
Not, what you see?
For the trouble you create ruin many things.

Then, leaving many areas to explain.
Everything you seen, isn't what you saw?
So, speak what you know?

In time truth will be reveal.
But for some it be too late to cry about your mistake.

Allegations, some true, some false.
Allegations told upfront and kept hidden for years.
But all that played a part share some guilt.

Then age suddenly used as an excuse.

Don't play the game and them complain.
Like getting into a bar or club with age requirement posted.
Then quiet innocent of the part you played.

Many have been found guilty and locked away.
Somethings, you are very aware of when money is pushed to partake.
Just say we all made a big mistake.

Don't play the game and then complain.
Like having an affair and then exposed.
Suddenly, you cry you was taken advantage of,
Playing the victim's guilt.

Somethings happen out of your control.
So, this wouldn't exactly fit the subject of yours.

Can you cook?
Can you clean?
What are you bringing to the table besides that?

If charming?
You can get that anywhere?
So, what are you bringing to the table?

Kisses are sweet and all that, but I need a little more.
Being beautiful and adorable works for some.
Or being gorgeous and handsome truly wanted by some.

Can you pay some bills?
Fix a car or mow the lawn, in the least.
Again, what you bringing to the table?

I am listening loud and clear.
All I mention I can do alone.

Song, for a country girl.
One that rules my world.
You might not dress fancy like some city chicks.
Or wear plenty of makeup.

But you my joy forevermore.
Wo loves to live life and explore.
And this a song for a country girl.

You wear your jeans in an attractive way.
When my minds act wicked?
When you walk a certain way?

And that's the time I truly pray.
And this is a song, a country girl.
A city girl will never understand our country ways.

I never have
I never have prepared for it.
Could care less if it avoided me.

Until I saw you.
Until I met you.
Still, I tried my best to avoid you.
Until I realize in my heart I was falling for you.

And then I realized by the touch of your hand.
Love came my way.
At first, I pretend, we would just remain friends.

But in my mind, it would truly realize.
Love came my way.
And it wasn't on a cloudy day.

That love, sweet love, your love came my way.

When I'm in a crowd?
And all our friends showing a smile.
I feel alone (so alone).

And when others mention you?
And you are nowhere nearby.
I feel alone.

Oh, how I wish you was back home.
And just to hear your voice softly upon the phone.
Send me into many dreams (I'm so alone)

Alone, am I until you back by myside.

You're not here.
You're gone.
But your memories still here.

I reflect upon our lives and what you left behind.
Ad maybe, we will meet again, when its time.
But for the moment, you're my only thought.

You're not here.
I realize it more each day.
And I am glad your memories stay.

And I don't regret a single thing.
Except, seeing you lying in that coffin and your burial that day.