Texty:
Evans Sara Real Fine Place

about that when you were cheatin' How do you like that beat up car? I think it's fair we traded Your pick up truck is running fine, it's a cozy ride

all that smelly stuff To me there's nothing quite so fine As my man standing out in front of that Coalmine, covered with dust T-shirt tied, all muscled

Where we can finally breathe If we find a little earth to stand on Baby, you and me I don't want to face tomorrow If we don't leave this place tonight

He was just a boy of seventeen And I was older by a year And we spent everything we ever made To get away from here We got married in the winter time

Across a crowded room I can't keep my eyes off you You take my breath away Looking at me now I know what you are thinking about You are thinking about

There I was, ten years old Waiting in my room for him to come home I just knew he'd be so mad Though I begged my mother not to, she told my dad There

Was it that long ago I was skipping to school with a lunchbox Pigtails in my hair, where did the time go? One minute I'm playing in the sandbox, how'd

. Shootin' out lights, (Shootin' down lights.) Runnin' down dreams, (Runnin' down dreams.) Figurin' out just what love really means... Baby, givin' you my heart's a real fine place, Real fine place

thought about that When you were cheatin' How do you like that beat up car, I think it's fair we traded Your pick up truck is running fine, it's a cozy