Lyrics:

He painted quite a picture for the girls in my home town
And I was no exception to the rule
Singing all them songs about the places that you've been
Made a body fell just like a fool
My pride was like the paper bag that once had held the wine
Thrown without no caution to the wind
He left me like the empty bottle lying' on the ground
Swearing' He'd pick me up again

I was greener than the grass we laid on
Underneath that Alabama sun
I guess I should have known
That old' highway was his home
Do-do-do-do-do-do do-do-do

He said that I was prettier than Paris in the rain
Lord, He filled me full of gypsy lies
Swearing' he'd be coming back to fetch me in the Spring
Too ashamed to look me in the eye
I felt about as simple as the cotton dress I've torn
Sneaking' in the house at 3 a.m.
Momma liked to question me the day after and I was sure
Her intuition told her where I'd been

I was greener than the grass we laid on
Underneath that Alabama sun
I guess I should have known
That old' highway was his home