D-I-V-O-R-C-E Lyrics - Tammy Wynette

D-I-V-O-R-C-E
Our little boy is four years old and quite a little ma
So we spell out the words we don't want him to understan
Like T-O-Y or maybe S-U-R P-R-I-S-
But the words we're hiding from him no
Tear the heart right out of me
Our D-I-V-O-R-C-E; becomes final toda
Me and little J-O-E will be goin' awa
I love you both and it will be pure H-E double L for m
Oh, I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-R-C-E
Watch him smile, he thinks it Christma
Or his 5th Birthda
And he thinks C-U-S-T-O-D-Y spells fun or pla
I spell out all the hurtin' word
And turn my head when I spea
'Cause I can't spell away this hur
That's drippin' down my cheek
Our D-I-V-O-R-C-E; becomes final toda
Me and little J-O-E will be goin' awa
I love you both and it will be pure H-E double L for m
Oh, I wish that we could stop this D-I-V-O-R-C-E.