Never A Bride
Nothing standing still Ever gave me a thrill So I can't be your wife
No kind of money
Ever gave me somebody So I don't want that life
The only thing that ever Made me smile
Is a sign that reads
23 miles
To the next town
I'll be leaving
And my tires
Rolling on the ground
Mama always said
I'd be a good bride
If rivers and roads
Were the marrying types
The house that you built Sounds really nice
But my home
Is on the other side
Now its too late in the summer
To be a bride
There's two dreams in a picture frame There never gonna see the light
Maybe someday
When I'm passing by
I can meet you somewhere Or in another life
I'd write you a letter
But the stamp will lie
I haven't settled since the last time
Now its too late in the summer
To be a bride
Love is alright with a real prize wife But the dress don't fit my life
Maybe someday
Walking down the street I'll see you with someone You'll probably meet
I'll wonder her name
But I'll move my feet
And begin to think of who's at home for me
If I write you again
If I send you my pictures Will you keep them framed
If I can't say where
Lay the road in my way The would you stay For a little while.