The last one rode on in with a full tank of luck
He was drivin' a hot rod Chevy pickup truck
The folks in town saw the way she'd catch his eye
Like a hundred little fish hooks each time she walked by

But all the folks in town already knew
She's the kind of girl who'd never say 'I do'
When she says 'I love you,' that might be true
She'll get right up to the altar, she'll never say 'I do'

She took every bit of beauty God bestowed
And left a trail of broken hearts up the county road
A way about her, she just made them ache
She had a spirit like a mustang they'd kill themselves to break

All the folks in town already knew
She's the kind of girl who'd never say 'I do'
When she says 'I love you,' that might be true
She'll get right up to the altar, she'll never say 'I do'

She'll get right up to the altar,
She'll never say 'I do', never say 'I do', she'll never say 'I do'


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