Songtext von Tammy Wynette Kind Of Pain

This ain't a little mascara running down my cheek And this ain't a little scratch that'll heal in a couple of weeks This is more than a little smile I'm having to fake 'Cause this ain't no little girl heartache Standing by your man That's a broken plan When he breaks your heart And all your trust With his two cheating hands So it's D-I-V, O-R-C-E And you don't want him to see you crying So you're crying in the rain And this is Tammy Wynette We're talking Tammy Wynette Kind of pain There's a sky full of tears and every single note And every single word is wine and whiskey soaked So I guess it's me and her, together in this alone Till I can make it on my own Standing by your man Oh that's a broken plan When he breaks your heart And all your trust With his two cheating hands So it's D-I-V, O-R-C-E And you don't want him to see you crying So you're crying in the rain And this is Tammy Wynette We're talking Tammy Wynette Kind of pain Standing by your man Well that's a broken plan When he breaks your heart And all your trust With his two cheating hands And it's D-I-V, O-R-C-E Means this golden wedding ring Don't mean a thing Oh this is Tammy Wynette This is Tammy Wynette We're talking Tammy Wynette Kind of pain