every now an’ then on my home
i stop at a spot where the wild flowers grow
an’ i pick a few
’cause she don’t tell me to
i go out with my boys all right
but most of the time i call it a night before they do
’cause she don’t tell me to
sunday mornin’ i’m in church
an’ my butt an’ my back an’ necktie hurt
but i’m in the pew
she don’t tell me to
any other woman i know
would have tried to control me and it would be over
plannin’ on my goin’ on my own way attitude
all of that stubbornness melts away
when i wake with her head on my shoulder
an’ i know i’ve got to love her
until my life is through
’cause she don’t tell me to
well i got demons and i’ve got pride
but when i’m wrong i apologise
like she’s mine to lose
’cause she don’t tell me to
well i got dreams in this heart of mine
but nothin’ that i wouldn’t lay aside
if she asked me to
’cause she don’t tell me to
an’ she don’t even know
that she keeps lookin’ for the next right thing to do
’cause she don’t tell me to
yeah yeah
any other woman i know would have tried
to control me and it would be over
plannin’ on my goin’ on my own way attitude
and all of that stubborness melts away
when i wake with her head on my shoulder
an’ i know i’ve got to love her
until my life is through
what else can i do
what else can i do
whoa i love her
’cause she don’t tell me to
she don’t tell me to
every now an’ then on my home
i stop at a spot where the wild flowers grow
an’ i pick a few
yes i do
Artist: Montgomery Gentry
Year: 2005
Decade: 00s
Language: en
Word Count: 135