Goin' Through the Big D

                                  Six short months we went together, 

decided it should be forever.

Two paychecks were better than one.

A diamond ring, it was done.

Bought her a house like I said I would 

in a subdivided neighborhood.

The fuse got short and the nights got long.

It was over, long gone before I knew I was headed to

 

I'm goin' through the Big D and don't mean Dallas. 

I can't believe what the judge had to tell us.

I got the jeep and she got the palace.

I'm goin' through the Big D and don't mean Dallas.

 

Things like this are never final.

I'm still paying on the vinyl 

flooring in the laundry room;

it's multi-colored, water proof.

It's a little bit tough to face my friends, 

the ones that said that I jumped 

in the river of love a little too soon.

That was August, and this is June

and it's a diff'rent tune.

 

I'm goin' through the Big D and don't mean Dallas. 

I can't believe what the judge had to tell us.

I got the jeep and she got the palace.

I'm goin' through the Big D and don't mean Dallas.

 

I'm goin' through the Big D and don't mean Dallas. 

I can't believe what the judge had to tell us.

I got the jeep and she got the 

two bedroom mortgage is due, siding light blue, palace.

I'm goin' through the Big D and don't mean Dallas.

I'm goin' through the Bid D and don't mean Dallas.