Текст песни D-I-V-O-R-C-E - Single Version - Tammy Wynette

Our little boy is four-years-old, and quite a little man
So we spell out the words we don′t want him to understand
Like T-O-Y or maybe S-U-R-P-R-I-S-E
But the words we're hiding from him now
Tear the heart right out of me
Our D-I-V-O-R-C-E, becomes final today
Me and little J-O-E, will be goin′ away
I love you both and this will be pure H-E double L for me
Oh, I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-R-C-E
Watch him smile, he thinks it's Christmas
Or his fifth birthday
And he thinks C-U-S-T-O-D-Y, spells fun or play
I spell out all the hurtin' words
And turn my head when I speak
′Cause I can′t spell away this hurt
That's drippin′ down my cheek
Our D-I-V-O-R-C-E, becomes final today
Me and little J-O-E, will be goin' away
I love you both and this will be pure H-E double L for me
Oh, I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-R-C-E