Sometime I think what turned her on
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Was my old broke down boots
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She wanted her a real cowboy
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It was a phase she was goin' through
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But not one week after she moved in
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I caught her paintin' the bedroom blue
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She brought home a bottle of pink Chablis
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And poured out my best brew
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I was sittin' on the porch in my overalls
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While she packed her things to leave
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She changed her mind when she couldn't change me
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She changed direction headed out west
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Changed her tune to some hip-hop mess
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Her dark brown hair went blonde
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And her pretty blue eyes went green
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She changed everything when she couldn't change me
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She was sittin' beside the ocean
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Looking out at the waves
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Watching how they keep on rollin'
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But always seem the same
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She called and said she'd been thinkin' about
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All those quiet country nights
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And whatever she thought was so wrong with me
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Suddenly seemed all right
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I was sittin' on the porch in my overalls
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When her truck pulled into view
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She said I changed my mind when I couldn't change you
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She changed direction headed back home
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She changed her tune it's all Haggard and Jones
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She had her dark brown hair pulled back
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And blue eyes like you've never seen
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She changed her mind when she couldn't change me
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She said I guess when you love someone you just gotta let it be
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Yeah, she changed her mind when she couldn't change me
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She Couldn't Change Me
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Montgomery Gentry |