I’ve ^Aheld it all inward, ^DGod knows, ^AI’ve tried, But i^At’s an awful awakening ^Ein a countr^Ay boy’s life, To lo^Aok in the mirror^D in total s^Aurprise. At th^Ae hair on my shoulders and t^Ehe age in ^Amy eyes.

^AAmanda, ^Dlight of my ^Alife. Fate ^Ashould have made you a ^Egentleman’s^A wife. ^AAmanda, ^Dlight of my ^Alife. Fate ^Ashould have made you a ^Egentleman’s^A wife.

It’s ^Aa measure of people ^Dwho don’t u^Anderstand, The p^Aleasures of life in a h^Eillbilly ba^And. I got^A my first guitar whe^Dn I was fou^Arteen, Well ^AI finally made forty, s^Etill wearin^Ag jeans.

^AAmanda, ^Dlight of my ^Alife. Fate ^Ashould have made you a ^Egentleman’s^A wife. ^AAmanda, ^Dlight of my ^Alife. Fate ^Ashould have made you a ^Egentleman’s^A wife.