Greener Than The Grass (We Laid On)

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 He painted quite a picture for the girls in my home town
 And I was no exception to the rule
 Singing all them songs about the places that you've been
 Made a body feel just like a fool
 My pride was like the paper bag that once had held the wine
 Thrown without no caution to the wind
 He left me like the empty bottle lyin' on the ground
 Swearin' he would pick me up again
 I was greener than the grass we laid on
 Underneath that Alabama sun
 I guess I should have known
 That old highway was his home
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 He said that I was prettier than Paris in the rain
 Lord, he filled me full of gypsy lies
 Swearin' he'd be coming back to fetch me in the spring
 Too ashamed to look me in the eye
 I felt about as simple as the cotton dress I've torn
 Sneakin' in the house at 3 a.m
 Momma liked to question me to death and I was sure
 Her intuition told her where I'd been
 I was greener than the grass we laid on
 Underneath that Alabama sun
 I guess I should have known
 That old highway was his home