D-I-V-O-R-C-E

(Bobby Braddock/Curley Putman)

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.

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 this 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.

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 this will be pure

H-E double

L for me Oh,

I wish that we could stop this

D-I-V-O-R-

C-E.