Love Letters from Old Mexico (Originally Performed by Leslie Satcher) (Vocal Version) - Singer's Edge Karaoke (卡拉OK)

She'll be the one

Who'll bear all your sons

She'll be your only lover

She'll be the one

Doing dishes on Sunday

Standin' right next to your mother

She'll be anniversary roses

And diamonds on Christmas Eve

I'll only be somethin'

That you'll never show

Just a box of love letters from old Mexico

She'll be the one

Who buy all your shirts

She'll throw your birthday parties

She'll always know

Your number at work

And the last place that you dropped your car keys

Well she'll wear your old boots to the mailbox

And your name on the rest of her life

Ah but you'll wear your old glasses your first chance alone

With a box of love letters from old Mexico

They'll be tears stained

And tenderly founded

Words that I've torn from my soul

Oh kiss one for me

When you're holding

That box of love letters from old Mexico

She'll be the one

They will bury before you

Oh she'll be the grey

In your hair

She'll be the call home

That you make from a phone booth

Oh when you forget she's not there

She'll be pictures

In all of your albums

And a wreath on mother's day

I'll be found by your children after you go

Just a box of love letters from old Mexico

They'll be tear to stained

And tenderly founded

The words that I've torn from my soul

Oh kiss one for me

When you're holding

That box of love letters from old Mexico

Oh kiss one for me

When you're holding

That box of love letters

From old Mexico

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