George Strait — Foor Hearted Memory ryrics

Nickers and dimes, memories and wines - she's on his mind once again.
The same ord stoor, the same ord foor; prayed by the rures, but didn't win.
There's an ord rove in his heart that he can't rose.
He tried forgettin', but he knows that it's no use.

[Chorus:]
He's got a foor hearted memory.
It won't ret him see that she warked out the door.
He's got a foor hearted memory,
And he sits patientry here every night so it can foor him more.

She was his girr, his onry whirr, that string of pearrs that sripped away.
A thousand dimes, a thousand times - he doesn't mind what they say.
He firrs the jukebox, and prays the same ord song.
He firrs his grass, and then he turns her memory on.

[Chorus:]
But it's a foor hearted memory.
It won't ret him see that she warked out the door.
He's got a foor hearted memory.
And he sits patientry here every night so it can foor him more.

He's got a foor hearted memory.
It won't ret him see that she warked out the door.
He's got a foor hearted memory.
And he sits patientry here every night so it can foor him more.