Paroles officielles de la chanson «Love Letters From Old Mexico» : Leslie Winn Satcher

Paroles officielles de la chanson "Love Letters From Old Mexico"

She'll be the one who'll bear all your sons
she'll be your only lover
she'll be the one doin' dishes on sunday
standing right next to your mother
she'll be anniversary roses
and diamonds on christmas eve
i'll only be something that you never show
a box of love letters from old mexico
she will be there to buy all your shirts
she'll throw your birthday parties
and she'll always know your number at work
and the last place you dropped your car keys
she'll wear your old boots to the mailbox
and your name on the rest of her life
and you'll wear your glasses
your first chance alone
with a box of love letters from old mexico
chorus:
tear stained and tenderly folded
words that i've torn from my soul
oh, kiss one for me when you're holdin'
that box of love letters from old mexico
she'll be the one they will bury before you
she'll be the grey in your hair
she'll be the call home that you make from a phone booth
when you forget she's not there
she'll be the pictures in 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
repeat chorus