Текст песни Much Better Luck Than Me - Tammy Wynette

Hold on to that youthful smile you have
And hold on to that loving way
Way better than me, way better than you
Way better than me, you're way better than!
My friend, I can't handle this weed that they gave me
But it's jogging my memory, son
And I'm here in the land of the plenty
And I don't know what I' have become
Biddy eyes behind the tent of a city ride
Can have the scent of a sweet demise
When I don't know what I should believe
Stay beautifully naïve!
Hold on to that youthful smile you have
And hold on to that loving way
Way better than me, way better than you
Way better than me, you're way better than!
My friend, I can't handle this liquor they poured me
But I'm swigging it back just the same
Ran away from the arms that adorned me
And I'm tired, ignoring the pain
Time beats away, love is only streets away
I've been thinking about you recently
I'm searching that kind of retrieve
Stay beautifully naïve!
Hold on to that youthful smile you have
And hold on to that loving way
Hold on to that youthful smile you have
And hold on to that loving way
Way better than me: every memory I try to hold inside of me
Is buried so heavenly, which way my love could never be
My... are plain, I'm playing the loser's game
And I'm here like an old fool
Craving that old school love!
My friend
In this world around the sea
When I'm alone, when I'm alone, when I'm alone
I turn around and leave
Now I've been shun, you've always known
Way better than me, way better than
In this world around the sea
When I'm alone, when I'm alone, when I'm alone
I turn around and leave
Now I've been shun, you've always known
Way better than me, way better than
Way better than me
You're way better than me!