

C
She was born in a town in the south of Georgia
F
After her mama moved up from Florida
Am F
Raised her good and taught her right from wrong
You met her when you was in grade school
And yer daddy said, "Boy, you gotta play it cool!"
But how can you keep yer head with a grrl like that?
Her eyes are a pale and piercing blue
And when she looks back, it's right through you
But you swear one day yer gonna catch her gaze
And now yer grown and she's going out
And while yer busy trying to figure what she's about
She walks by and she's wearing that dress
And it fits her like a glove
Oh God, it fits her like a glove
And it always shows a little too much
But it never shows quite enough
She's wearing that dress
And it fits her like a glove
So you told her about all yer biggest fears
The kinda stuff that'd bring her to tears
Hoping that she'd fall fer a sweet young boy
But she was looking fer a man
Wasn't interested in holding hands
Cause this is the real world not a dream
So now yer lonely boy what do you do?
Cause she won't even look through you
Like she did back when you was kids
You miss her smile and you miss her grace
Yule never wipe no teardrops off her face
When she's sitting there crying all alone in that dress
Oh boy wipe her tears away
Don't matter if she don't want you, wipe her tears away
Just be that sweet boy you been all along
Treat her right and never do her wrong
If she wears that dress fer someone else
Be a man, don't think about yerself
Oh boy wipe her tears away
Don't matter if she don't want you, wipe her tears away
Goodness, If I Was The Boy And You Was The Grrl And That Was The Dress, I'd Wipe Yer Tears Away (Direct MP3 Link)
© Sean Nolan 2010
I might've pushed my Hank Sr. voice a little hard, but it just felt like a country song to me.
Beware The Heartbreakening,
Hugz 'n' kissiz,
Sean





