She could have had anything she wanted. The world lay at her feet. 'Cause the oldest son of a well to do banker. Offered her easy street. Pearls and diamonds and french perfumes.
Sunset, a clear blue lake, fishing with the boys. A weekend, hanging out with my best friends. Tall tales and ice cold beer, well, I cant blame you guys.
Beneath this neon haze here in this honky tonk. I tell everyone who'll listen I don't miss her being gone. I've got a big smile painted on my face that's all I see.