I Always Said You'd Be Back
I don't mean to brag
But I was right all along
Everybody told me
When she's gone, she's gone
Well it sure feels good
To prove 'em all wrong
As a matter of fact
I always said you'd be back
For your things, your earrings, your old blue jeans
Your coffee pot and your magazines
Your stereo, your color TV
Everything but me
For your bathrobe, your pantyhose
Drama paint for your pretty little toes
And every other thing that you didn't have time to pack
I always said you'd be back
When you stormed out of here
You were (?)
To be mad at me
For a long long time
Wheels were a-spinnin' and the gravel was flyin'
Oh but look at that
I always said you'd be back
For your things, your earrings, your old blue jeans
Your coffee pot and your magazines
Your stereo, your color TV
Everything but me
For your bathrobe, your pantyhose
Drama paint for your pretty little toes
And every other thing that you didn't have time to pack
I always said you'd be back
Talk 'bout (?) bottle of Jack Daniels
But losing you was more than I could handle
I always said you'd be back
For your things, your earrings, your old blue jeans
Your coffee pot and your magazines
Your stereo, your color TV
Everything but me
Your fake fur, your leopard skin purse
Sack of shoes and a last word
And every other thing that you didn't have time to pack
I always said you'd be back
I always said you'd be back
I always said you'd be back
Siempre Dije Que Volverías
No es que quiera presumir
Pero siempre tuve razón
Todos me decían
Cuando se va, se va
Bueno, se siente genial
Demostrarles a todos que estaban equivocados
De hecho
Siempre dije que volverías
Por tus cosas, tus aretes, tus viejos jeans azules
Tu cafetera y tus revistas
Tu estéreo, tu televisor a color
Todo menos yo
Por tu bata, tus medias pantis
Pintura drama para tus lindos deditos de los pies
Y cada otra cosa que no tuviste tiempo de empacar
Siempre dije que volverías
Cuando saliste furiosa de aquí
Estabas (?)
Para enojarte conmigo
Por mucho mucho tiempo
Las ruedas giraban y las piedras volaban
Oh, pero mira eso
Siempre dije que volverías
Por tus cosas, tus aretes, tus viejos jeans azules
Tu cafetera y tus revistas
Tu estéreo, tu televisor a color
Todo menos yo
Por tu bata, tus medias pantis
Pintura drama para tus lindos deditos de los pies
Y cada otra cosa que no tuviste tiempo de empacar
Siempre dije que volverías
Hablando de una botella de Jack Daniels
Pero perderte fue más de lo que pude manejar
Siempre dije que volverías
Por tus cosas, tus aretes, tus viejos jeans azules
Tu cafetera y tus revistas
Tu estéreo, tu televisor a color
Todo menos yo
Tu piel falsa, tu bolso de piel de leopardo
Saco de zapatos y una última palabra
Y cada otra cosa que no tuviste tiempo de empacar
Siempre dije que volverías
Siempre dije que volverías
Siempre dije que volverías
Escrita por: Dave Berg / Deanna Bryant / John Scott Sherrill