DIVORCE

Our little boy is four years old and quite a little man

So we spell out the words we don’t want him to under-stand

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 to-day

Me and little J-O-E will be going a-way

I love you both and it 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 Christmas Or his 5th Birthday

And he thinks C-U-S-O-T-D-Y spells fun or play

I spell out all the hurting words

And turn my head when I speak

‘Cause I can’t spell a-way this hurt

That’s dripping down my cheek

Our D-I-V-O-R-C-E becomes final to-day

Me and little J-O-E will be going a-way

I love you both and it will be pure H-E double L for me

Oh I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-R-C-   E