C
F
Down through the ages men have died for their women
C
G7
And they’ve done so so many times
C
F
But each time I loved one I always lost one
C
G7
C
And I guess the right one is so hard to find
F
So I’m shopping for dresses with no one to wear them
C
G7
One in each color and one in each style
C
F
Maybe someday I’ll find me a lady to wear them
C
G7
C
And my shopping will be done for a while
F
I bet somewhere a lady is shopping for britches
C
G7
Comparing the value and appraising each pair
C
F
Maybe someday the good Lord will get us together
C
G7
C
And we’ll both have a new wardrobe to wear
F
So I’m shopping for dresses with no one to wear them
C
G7
One in each color and one in each style
C
F
Maybe someday I’ll find me a lady to wear them
C
G7
C
And my shopping will be done for a while
C
F
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