Sweet Lorraine
Lorraine wore red on Sundays
Even when the church said black
She’d laugh when I complained about it
And never give the dress one thought
She could dance without a record
She could argue without raising her voice
And every time I thought I’d fooled her
She already knew the truth
Sweet Lorraine
You were never easy
Sweet Lorraine
You were never mine to keep
You taught me love ain’t ownership
And pride don’t make you strong
Some people change your whole life
Then somehow carry on
She’d sit beside the radio
And sing the harmony wrong
I’d tell her she was killing me
She’d say, “Then sing it better,
Jack”
We spent three summers fighting
And four winters making up
I don’t know when I stopped counting
I just know I never stopped loving her
Sweet Lorraine
You were never easy
Sweet Lorraine
You were never mine to keep
You taught me love ain’t ownership
And pride don’t make you strong
Some people change your whole life
Then somehow carry on
(carry
on, yeah)
If you ever hear this somewhere
I hope you laugh the way you did
And if somebody asks about me
Tell ’em I finally learned a little bit
Sweet Lorraine
I still hear you laughing
Sweet Lorraine
Some things don’t need to leave
You don’t have to come back
You don’t have to explain
Some loves don’t disappear
They just change their name.
They just change their name
(oh,
Lorraine)