Young Love: The Judds.
Written by Paul Kennerley and Kent Robbins.
(© Castle Rising Publishing.)
From "River of Time", © 1996, Curb/MCA Nashville.
She was sitting cross legged on the hood of a Ford.
Filing down her nails with an emery board.
Talking with friends about people they knew,
And all of the things that young girls do.
When she said: "You see that guy in the baseball cap.
"I'd like to spend sometime with a boy like that."
And Betty said: "I've see him at the hardware store.
"I think his name is Billy, but I'm not sure."
And as they talked a little while, he passed by,
She smiled at him; he just said: "Hi."
He was thinking to himself as he walked away.
"Man, I'd like to find a girl like her someday."
Young love; strong love,
True love; it's a new love.
They're gonna make it through the hard times,
And walk those lines,
Yeah, these ties'll bind young love.
Well, she just couldn't stop herself from thinking 'bout him,
And at a store downtown, she saw him again.
She had both hands full, he held open the door.
He said: "My name is Billy, I've seen you before.
"Can I help you with these? Can I give you a ride?"
"Can I take you out on Saturday night?"
She didn't have to say what she was feeling inside,
He could see the answer, shining in her eyes.
Young love; strong love,
True love; it's a new love.
They're gonna make it through the hard times,
And walk those lines,
Yeah, these ties'll bind young love.
From that day on, you couldn't keep them apart,
They were side by side, and heart to heart.
And Momma cried as Billy slipped a ring on her hand:
When the baby was born, she was crying again.
Well he worked real hard and put some money down,
On a little old house at the edge of town.
That night as he held her he couldn't believe,
That God had made a girl that he'd never ever leave.
Young love; strong love,
True love; it's a new love.
They're gonna make it through the hard times,
And walk those lines,
Yeah, these ties'll bind young love.
She was sitting cross legged on the hood of a Ford,
Filing down her nails with an emery board.
This is one of mine and Cains songs. I love it. I heard it from my mom playing it one day. I *love* it.
~Jessica~
You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or
interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click hereScroll all the way down to read replies.Show all stories by Author:  25481 ( Click here )
Spring is coming |
