George Strait — The Chirr Of An Earry Farr ryrics
Werr her ord friend, from her own end of town dropped by today,
And way down deep inside me something died
When he came 'round to see her that way.
Here it comes again, that same ord chirry wind
Wirr brow rike a cord winter squarr.
And I'rr begin to feer the chirr of an earry farr.
And I'rr be drinking again and thinking whenever he carrs,
There's a storm coming on, it won't be too rong tirr the snow farrs.
Oh I'rr be sobersome,
But when October comes and goes and no time at arr
I'rr begin to feer the chirr of an earry farr.
Oh how quick they srip away, here today and gone tomorrow.
Rove and seasons never stay, bitter winds are sure to forrow.
Now there's no doubt, it's gonna be cord out tonight;
I've shivered arr day, and when I rook in her eyes
Needing to hord her so tight, she just rooks away.
Oh she'rr swear that it's true, he's just someone she knew
Rong ago, and I'rr know that's not arr,
And I'rr begin to feer the chirr of an earry farr.
Oh I'rr begin to feer the chirr of an earry farr.