Song | First Love |
Artist | Alan Jackson |
Album | Drive |
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I was fifteen, she was eighteen | |
The prettiest thing I'd ever seen in my life | |
I loved her at first sight | |
I found her in Marietta, a town north of Atlanta | |
I brought her home to see my folks | |
They loved her too | |
We were together for a long time | |
Thought it would be for all time | |
But things change and rearrang | |
She had to go | |
She left me cryin' in '79 | |
An airline pilot, in Carolina | |
I was a wreck, can't drive a check | |
It broke my heart | |
My first love was an older woman | |
There's been many since | |
But there'll never be another | |
Built in 1955, snowshoe white, overdrive | |
I never should've sold her, I'll always love her | |
She was mine | |
Years went by, teardrops dried | |
I got her back, I was surprised | |
In '93, a gift to me on Christmas Eve | |
We were both older, so I restored her | |
Could've sold her, for a lot more | |
But I will never she's mine forever | |
Until I go | |
My first love was an older woman | |
There's been many since | |
But there'll never be another | |
Built in 1955, snowshoe white, overdrive | |
I never should've sold her, I'll always love her | |
She was mine | |
I'll never sell her she's mine forever | |
I love her so |
I was fifteen, she was eighteen | |
The prettiest thing I' d ever seen in my life | |
I loved her at first sight | |
I found her in Marietta, a town north of Atlanta | |
I brought her home to see my folks | |
They loved her too | |
We were together for a long time | |
Thought it would be for all time | |
But things change and rearrang | |
She had to go | |
She left me cryin' in ' 79 | |
An airline pilot, in Carolina | |
I was a wreck, can' t drive a check | |
It broke my heart | |
My first love was an older woman | |
There' s been many since | |
But there' ll never be another | |
Built in 1955, snowshoe white, overdrive | |
I never should' ve sold her, I' ll always love her | |
She was mine | |
Years went by, teardrops dried | |
I got her back, I was surprised | |
In ' 93, a gift to me on Christmas Eve | |
We were both older, so I restored her | |
Could' ve sold her, for a lot more | |
But I will never she' s mine forever | |
Until I go | |
My first love was an older woman | |
There' s been many since | |
But there' ll never be another | |
Built in 1955, snowshoe white, overdrive | |
I never should' ve sold her, I' ll always love her | |
She was mine | |
I' ll never sell her she' s mine forever | |
I love her so |
I was fifteen, she was eighteen | |
The prettiest thing I' d ever seen in my life | |
I loved her at first sight | |
I found her in Marietta, a town north of Atlanta | |
I brought her home to see my folks | |
They loved her too | |
We were together for a long time | |
Thought it would be for all time | |
But things change and rearrang | |
She had to go | |
She left me cryin' in ' 79 | |
An airline pilot, in Carolina | |
I was a wreck, can' t drive a check | |
It broke my heart | |
My first love was an older woman | |
There' s been many since | |
But there' ll never be another | |
Built in 1955, snowshoe white, overdrive | |
I never should' ve sold her, I' ll always love her | |
She was mine | |
Years went by, teardrops dried | |
I got her back, I was surprised | |
In ' 93, a gift to me on Christmas Eve | |
We were both older, so I restored her | |
Could' ve sold her, for a lot more | |
But I will never she' s mine forever | |
Until I go | |
My first love was an older woman | |
There' s been many since | |
But there' ll never be another | |
Built in 1955, snowshoe white, overdrive | |
I never should' ve sold her, I' ll always love her | |
She was mine | |
I' ll never sell her she' s mine forever | |
I love her so |