D-i-v-o-r-c-e
Composer(s): Bobby Braddock; Curley Putman
Performer(s): Tammy Wynette



Our little boy is four years old and quite a little man
So we spell out the words we don't want him to understand
Like T-o-y or maybe S-u-r-p-r-i-s-e
But the words we're hiding from him now
Tear the heart right out of me

Chorus:
Our D-i-v-o-r-c-e becomes final today
Me and little J-o-e will be goin' away
I love you both and it will be pure H-e double L for me
Oh, I wish that we could stop this D-i-v-o-r-c-e

Watch him smile, he thinks it Christmas or his 5th Birthday
And he thinks C-u-s-t-o-d-y spells fun or play
I spell out all the hurtin' words, and turn my head when I speak
'Cause I can't spell away this hurt
That's drippin' down my cheek

Chorus