I was fifteen, she was eighteen The thing I'd ever seen in my life I loved her at first sight I found her in Marietta, a town north Atlanta I brought her home to see my folks They loved her too
We were together for a long time Thought it would be for all time But things change rearrang She had to go She left me in '79 An airline pilot, in Carolina I was a wreck, can't drive a check It broke my heart
My love was an older woman There's been many since But there'll never be another Built in 1955, snowshoe white, overdrive I never should've sold her, I'll always love her She was mine
Years went teardrops dried I got her back, I was surprised In '93, a gift to me on Christmas Eve were both older, so I restored her Could've sold her, for a lot more But I will never mine forever Until I go
My first love was an older woman There's been many since there'll never be another Built in 1955, snowshoe white, overdrive I never should've sold her, I'll always love her She was mine