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.