Down through the ages men have died for their women
And they've done so so many times
But each time I loved one, I always lost one
And I guess the right one is so hard to find So I'm shopping for dresses with no one to wear them
One in each color and one in each style
Maybe someday I'll find me a lady to wear them
And my shopping will be done for a while I'll bet somewhere a lady is shopping for britches
Comparing the values and appraising each pair
Maybe someday the Good Lord will let us together
And we'll both have a new wardrobe to wear But I'm shopping for dresses with no one to wear them
One in each color and one in each style
Maybe some day I'll find me a lady to wear them
And my shopping will be done for a while
