She was fadin', couldn't save her with my cursin' At the laughin' Lord in his golden chair She said, "Leave me alone boy Can't you see, I'm dyin' here?" And the chapel was as empty as the bust station on Sunday And she was sad in her rented gown And the preacher had stock quotes hidin' behind our weddin' notes And his shares were goin' down But I can't stop lovin' you baby But I can't stop hatin' myself, no no I can't stop lovin' you baby But I can't stop hatin' myself So I stole her sunflowers, hour before the service She was nervous and I was broke And I couldn't be seen As I slipped between some warm Jim Beam and my petticoat Didn't hear from her family They were somewhere between San Fran and San Antone Oh, sweet Lord had his mercy when he cursed me with a woman And I was damn sure happy bein' alone, no no But I can't stop lovin' you baby But I can't stop hatin' myself I can't stop lovin' you baby But I can't stop hatin' myself I didn't have the courage to tell her, I was nervous And I was worthless to the bone She was laughin' like a siren through the service 'Cos she knew that I hated bein' alone Baby, was a bruiser But she was the only girl She was the only girl, I had ever known I can't stop lovin' you baby But I can't stop hatin' myself, no no I can't stop lovin' you baby But I can't stop hatin' myself, no no I can't stop lovin' you baby But I can't stop hatin' myself, no no I can't stop lovin' you baby But I can't stop hatin' my, hatin' myself Can't stop hatin' myself © CAREERS-BMG MUSIC PUBLISHING INC; WIVES TALE PUBLISHING; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com