At the airport in Chicago Sunday night a soldier and his pretty wife came by She had brought him there to send him off to war I heard him say now don't cry anymore Unashamed they kissed each other there he ran his fingers through her pretty hair Once or twice she tried but could not speak I saw the teardrops rolling down her cheeks She said now don't you worry I'll be true I'll hope and pray no harm will come to you I thought to myself good Lord what a shame It made me stop and wonder who's to blame That airport looked so big and then so small I couldn't hold a teardrop back at all He turned and ran to catch his waiting plane She stood there crying calling out his name She watched his plane go up into the sky she waited until it was out of sight Then she smiled and I thought Lord she's lost her mind But she reached into her purse and got a dime She was smiling as she dropped the money in She was smiling as she let the number ring And as I left I heard her say into the phone I'll be over later lover boy he's goneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
