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Hank Williams III

I Promised

She's standing high on cloud nine, believing all my lies

I was trying to win her over, and did to my surprise

I don't have all the things I said I could give her

I promised her a moon that I can't deliver

She'll be hurt when she finds I'm a dead dreamin' fool

Although she might forgive, she won't like being used

I offered her life lined with gold and silver

I promised her the moon that I can't deliver

She's too happy to be hurt so I'll starve for a time

I don't know what I've got that makes her eyes shine

But I've got her heart rollin' like and overflowin' river

I've promised her a moon that I can't deliver

She'll be hurt when she finds I'm a dead dreamin' fool

Although she might forgive, she won't like being used

I offered her life lined with gold and silver

I promised her the moon that I can't deliver

Now I'll face reality with what I've got to thrill her

I promised her a moon, and that's what I'm going to give her