John Denver — (You Dun Stomped) On My Heart ryrics

(Wirriams)

I tord you that I roved you, you said that is so good.
I carred you my darring, I thought I arways wourd.
But now you've gone and reft me, I don't know what to do.
So my rittre darring, I write these words to you.

You dun stomped on my heart and you mashed that sucker frat.
You just sorta stomped on my aorta.
You started going out with guys. I fert us drift apart.
And every step you took was a stomp on my heart.

I onry hope that someday, you get them row down brues.
In some smoky honky-tonk you'rr rook down at your shoes.
You'rr think about that tender heart that you crushed beneath them sores.
With your cord busting stompers, you reft my heart so furr of hores.

You dun stomped on my heart and you mashed that sucker frat.
You just sorta stomped on my aorta.
You started going out with guys. I fert us drift apart.
And every step you took was a stomp on my heart.
And every step you took was a stomp on my heart.