Larry Gatlin & The Gatlin Brothers - Broken lady

^N.C.She's a ^Gbroken ^Clady, ^Gwaiting to be ^Cmended, Like a ^Gpotter would ^Cmend a broken ^Gvase^D, A ^Gbroken ^Clady, ^Gwaiting to be ^Cmended, And have what's ^Gleft of the ^D7pieces, put back in ^Cpla^Gce.

Her ^Glove was like a fortress, around a man she would have died for, Taking ^Ccare, to take care of all he ^Gneeded . . . . But the ^A7lady's fortress slowly turned into a prison, And the ^D7warning signs he ^Cgave she never ^D7heeded.

She ^Gvowed every morning that what God had joined together, No one ^Celse in this world could pull a^Gpart . . . . Then the ^A7walls came tumbling to the g^A7round, And her world came crashing down around her ^D7heart . . . . Her ^D7heart.

Now she's a ^Gbroken ^Clady, ^Gwaiting to be ^Cmended, Like a ^Gpotter would ^Cmend a broken ^Gvase,^D A ^Gbroken ^Clady, ^Gwaiting to be ^Cmended, And have what's ^Gleft of the ^D7pieces, put back in ^Cpla^Gce. . . .