I've Got A Picture Of Us On My Mind - Loretta Lynn

In a hot dusty bar room in town

That old jukebox plays the honky tonk sound

You might think that I’m crying, Lord I am

But I’m trying to get over what’s over and through

I’ve got a picture of us on my mind

Sweet, sweet scenes of once upon a time

I can’t picture myself with anyone else

I’ve got a picture of us on my mind

From the pockets of his ragged old jeans

He paid the preacher after we said I do

I think of good times we’ve known

That were as good as he’s gone

This glass of red wine feels good going down

I’ve got a picture of us on my mind

Sweet, sweet scenes of once upon a time

I can’t picture myself with anyone else

I’ve got a picture of us on my mind

I’ve got a picture of us on my mind

Sweet, sweet scenes of once upon a time

I can’t picture myself with anyone else

I’ve got a picture of us on my mind