Six short months we went together,
decided it should be forever.
Two paychecks were better than one.
A diamond ring, it was done.
Bought her a house like I said I would
in a subdivided neighborhood.
The fuse got short and the nights got long.
It was over, long gone before I knew I was headed toI'm goin' through the Big D and don't mean Dallas.
I can't believe what the judge had to tell us.
I got the jeep and she got the palace.
I'm goin' through the Big D and don't mean Dallas.Things like this are never final.
I'm still paying on the vinyl
flooring in the laundry room;
it's multi-colored, water proof.
It's a little bit tough to face my friends,
the ones that said that I jumped
in the river of love a little too soon.
That was August, and this is June
and it's a diff'rent tune.I'm goin' through the Big D and don't mean Dallas.
I can't believe what the judge had to tell us.
I got the jeep and she got the palace.
I'm goin' through the Big D and don't mean Dallas.
Songwriters
Wright, Mark / Wright, Jon Scott / Rogers, RonniePublished by
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