The Everly Brothers - Amanda Ruth
Amanda, Amanda Ruth
Amanda, Amanda Ruth
We read the paper and we pick the show
I?d meet her there but my watch was slow
She came early and I came late
We never met
It was a hell of a date
Amanda, Amanda Ruth
Amanda, Amanda Ruth
The way we met, she was a friend of a friend
They needed money and I had it to lend
She had five; she wanted ten
I gave her all my money
So I got none to spend
Amanda, Amanda Ruth
Amanda, Amanda Ruth
Amanda, Amanda Ruth
Amanda, Amanda Ruth
Amanda, Amanda Ruth
She burns her biscuits and her gravy is strange
Can?t fry a chicken in a micro-wave range
Her salt?s tasty, her sugar?s sweet
No she can?t cook
But she?s got something to eat
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