|
||||
|
Well my beautiful bride, had an ugly side, I found her with another
It broke my heart, but the hardest part, the guy was my own kid brother So divorce was set, and I would've bet, that she wouldn't even get a little But the judge said son, since this hitch is undone, split it all right down the middle I was stunned by what I heard, but I took him at his word, went straight home and then Fired up the ole' John Deere, I put it into gear, and got hitched up again Now I'm livin' in a half a doublewide trailor there ain't no laundry room or any kitchen But I like this livin' in a half a doublewide trailor cause I don't have to do the laundry or the dishes And she's got her own half a doubewide trailor and I guess she's really mad since I been gone Maybe its because she still loves me or maybe its cause my half's got the John And its got an open side, but I don't really mind I'm livin' in a half a doublewide trailor Well she called the local law in, and when they saw the thing, they just had to laugh They said you really can't complain, cause your the one to blame and at least you got your half Chorus Now this predicament that I in, I've got a lot in common with my home-yeah my new best friend We've both been torn apart, we've got a brand new yard and we're both single again Chorus |
||||
|
|
||||
|
|