A lot of things different...

I love it when there is a song I really want to hear and then I find out I have the CD. Along the theme of these days, I've been craving the song "A lot of things different..." by Kenny Chesney. Last night at dinner I asked Renee which CD it was on and come to find out... I have it! Yay! So... I've been listening to the same song all day today... on repeat over and over. It's really depressing, yeah, but I love it. Sigh...

I'd spend a lot more time in the pouring rain without an umbrella covering my head
And I'd stood up to that bully when he pushed and called me names but I was too afraid
And I'd a gone on and saw Elvis that night he came to town but mama said I couldn't
And I'd a went skinny dipping with Jenny Carson that time she dared me to but I didn't
Oh I, I'd done a lot of things different
I wished I'd a spent more time with my dad when he was alive now I don't have the chance
I wish I had told my brother how much I loved him before he went off to war but I just shook his hand
And I wish I had gone to church on Sunday morning when my grandma begged me too
But I was afraid of God
And I wish I would've listened when they said Boy, you're gonna wish you hadn't but I wouldn't
Oh I, I'd done a lot of things different
People say they wouldn't change a thing, even if they could Oh but I would
There was this red dress she wanted one time so bad she could taste it and I should've bought it, but I didn't
She wanted to paint our bedroom yellow and trim it blues and greens but I wouldn't let her, wouldn't a hurt nuthin
She loved to be held and kissed and touched but I didn't do it not nearly enough
And if I'd a known that dance was going to be our last dance I'd a asked that band to play on and on on and on

This is my sappy song-of-the-day. Along the same lines as Garth Brook's "The Dance" ... another one of my sappy favorites.