D-I-V-O-R-C-E lyrics

Song information

Artist: Conway Twitty
Album: Next In Line

Lyrics

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 tears the heart right out of me

Our d-i-v-o-r-c-e becomes final today
You and little j-o-e will be going 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 then turn my head when I speak
Cause I can't spell away this hurt that's dripping down my cheeks
Our d-i-v-o-r-c-e..