Greener Than The Grass (We Laid On)

Number two (one)

Okay, okay

Number two (one)

He painted quite a picture for the girls in my home town

And I was no exception to the rule

Singing all them songs about the places that you've been

Made a body feel just like a fool

My pride was like the paper bag that once had held the wine

Thrown without no caution to the wind

He left me like the empty bottle lyin' on the ground

Swearin' he would pick me up again

I was greener than the grass we laid on

Underneath that Alabama sun

I guess I should have known

That old highway was his home

He said that I was prettier than Paris in the rain

Lord, he filled me full of gypsy lies

Swearin' he'd be coming back to fetch me in the spring

Too ashamed to look me in the eye

I felt about as simple as the cotton dress I've torn

Sneakin' in the house at 3 a.m

Momma liked to question me to death and I was sure

Her intuition told her where I'd been

I was greener than the grass we laid on

Underneath that Alabama sun

I guess I should have known

That old highway was his home