(Tom E. Lee - Roy Drusky)

Eyes that have seen too many barroom walls
Lips that have kissed too many times
Arms that reach to one and all hands
That have held too many glasses of wine.

I can't help but think what might have been
If I had stayed at home
She wouldn't have the right to sin
And I wouldn't be alone.

Did I make her walk down that well known street
Or was it a choice of her own
Are those tears of sadness on her cheek
Or tears of joy because ol' mem'ries are gone.

I can't help but think what might have been
If I had stayed at home
She wouldn't have the right to sin
And I wouldn't be alone...