Four m onths ago in A pril on a d ay-coach she came d own
And the d usty autumn w inds begin to b low
I should'a k nown I couldn't h old her livin' o ut so far from t own
And the n ights to come are l ong and slow to g o
If I' d had k nown bef ore we k issed
Y ou can't keep red v elvet on a p oor dirt farm like t his
Well n ow she's up and l eft me she went w alkin' down the l ine
And the d usty autumn w inds begin to b low
All d ressed up in red v elvet & h er high-heeled shoes so fine
And the n ights to come are l ong and slow to g o
Well I'll s it & count t he December sta rs while they da nce around
And the d usty autumn w inds begin to b low
Then I'll c all my dog & I? ll take the truck & I ride on into town
And the n ights to come are l ong & slow to go
If I' d only kn own befo re we ki ssed
Y ou can't keep red v elvet on a p oor dirt farm like t his
Well n ow she's up and l eft me she went w alkin' down the l ine
And the d usty autumn w inds begin to b low
All d ressed up in red v elvet & h er high-heeled shoes so fine
And the n ights to come are l ong and slow to g o