Down through the ages men have died for women And done so for many times Each time I loved one, I ve always lost one Seems the right one is so hard to find.
Shopping for dresses with no one to wear them One in each color, one in each style. I ll find a lady someday to wear them, My shopping will be done for awhile.
I ll bet somewhere s a lady shopping for britches Comparing the value, appraising each pair. Maybe someday the Lord will bring us together And we ll both have a new wardrobe to wear
Shopping for dresses with no one to wear them One in each color and one in each style. Maybe someday if I'm lucky I ll find someone to wear them And my shopping will be done for awhile. My shopping will be done for awhile.
I m looking for a lady who ll look good in dresses She must be red-headed, green eyes and be fair. I ll make exceptions to all my requirements As long as she s willing to care. Chorus:
I just saw a beauty with blue eyes, what a cutie Bond hair like a halo around her did flow, But the brunette beside her would be just as lovely In the dresses I bought long ago.
Now as I sit here dreaming, planning and scheming, Why should I make standards when everyone knows As your need ranges, women make changes And you must accept them or just let them go.