Reba Macentire
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His name was John
“His name was John”
Reba Macentire
She can’t account for all of the men in her past
Where they are now, who they married, how many kids they have
She knew their backgrounds, family and friends
A few she even talks to now and then
But there is one she can’t put her finger on
There is one who never leaves her thoughts
And she thinks his name was john
A chance meeting a party a few years back
Broad shoulders and blue eyes his hair was so black
He was a friend of a friend you could say
She let his smile just sweep her away
And in her heart (oh) she knew that it was wrong
But to much wine and she left his bed a dawn
And she thinks his name was john.
Now each day is a one day that’s left In her life
She wont know love, have a marriage or sing lullaby’s
She lays alone and cries herself to sleep
She let a stranger kill her hopes and her dreams
And all her friends say what a pity what a loss
And in the end she was barely hanging on
All she can say is she thinks his name was john
She thinks his name was john

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