Alan Jackson - First love

^DI was fifteen, she was ^Aeighteen, ^DThe prettiest thing I'd ^Gever seen in ^Dmy life. An' I loved her at first ^Asight. I found ^Dher in Mari^Aetta, a ^Dtown north of ^GAtlanta. I brought her ^Dhome to see my ^Afolks, They loved her ^Dtoo.

^DWe were together for a ^Along time, Thought it ^Dwould be for ^Gall time. But things ^Dchange and re-arrange, she had to ^Ago. She left me ^Dcryin' in '7^G9, an airline ^Dpilot in Caro^Gline. I was a ^Dwreck, can't drive a ^Acheck: It broke my ^Dheart.

^D My first ^Glove was an older ^Awoman. ^GThere's been many since, But there'll ^Anever be another. Built in ^Dnineteen fifty-^Gfive, snowshoe ^Dwhite, over^Gdrive, I should've never ^Dsold her, I'll always ^Alove her, She was ^Dmine.

^DYears went by, teardrops ^Adried; I got her ^Dback, I was ^Gsurprised. In '^D93, a gift to me on Christmas^A Eve. ^DWe were both older, so I re^Gstored her. ^DCould've sold her, for ^Galot more. ^DBut I will never, she's mine fo^Arever, Until I ^Dgo.

My first ^Glove was an older ^Awoman. ^GThere's been many since, But there'll ^Anever be another. Built in ^Dnineteen fifty-^Gfive, snowshoe ^Dwhite, over^Gdrive, I should've never ^Dsold her, I'll always ^Alove her, She was ^Dmine.

^GI'll never ^Dsell her, she's mine for^Aever, I love her ^Dso.