A Best Seller
This would make a wonderful song,
When in his arms you always belong
And a great guitar player he now is;
A beat or a note he will never miss.
First song he sang was about me
And how much I was meant to be
While waiting how my heart did beat,
Every time when we both would meet.
Now he has become a happy feller
Because his song is now a best seller
Over every station it has been carried;
He loves me and we are now married.