There was a time we'd sit in the backyard, cause the house would get so hot, from the
summer sun there was no way of sleeping, and I'd play my old guitar, we'd fight mosquitoes
and enjoy our backyard concerts, for we had no television.
We'd just begun our life as man and wife, and hardships then could scarcely scare us
into quitting, things were far from being fine, we'd often dine on a dime, but there
never was a time we didn't love.
And that Christmas brought our saddest day, when our pride gave way, you told the kids
there'd be no gifts, cause we were broke, and though their little tears of grief, it
was so hard to see, it didn't hurt me like the lump I knew was in your throat.
It was then with arms entwined, we both broke down and cried, for it seemed like nothing
good would ever come, the doctor bills we couldn't pay, they came and took our car away,
but there never was a time we didn't love.
There's an easy chair for my bike, a satin pillow for your head, and the kids are wild
about their brand new cars, you and I can order steak, with all the trimmings and not
worry, if we spend a dollar more, then we can spare, no wonder in our prayers, we'd
thank the man upstairs, who led us through the years, our rearing kids and paying bills,
and I think he guided us, not because we were smart, but there never was a time we didn't
love.
There never was a time, there never was a time, no there never was a time we didn't
love.