Down through the ages men have died for women And they done so, so many times Each time I loved one, I always lost one Seems like the right one is so hard to find.
And, I'm Shopping for dresses with no one to wear them One in each color, and one in each style. Maybe someday if I'm lucky I'll find someday to wear them, And my shopping will be done for awhile.
Somewhere a lady's shopping for britches Comparing the value, and appraising each pair. Maybe someday the good Lord will bring us together And we'll both have new wardrobes to wear
I'm shopping for dresses with no one to wear them One in each color, and one in each style. Maybe someday if I'm lucky I'll find someone to wear them And my shopping will be done for awhile.
Maybe someday if good Lord Will put us together And my shopping will be done for awhile
