Text: George Jones. Other. Her Name Is.

Oh, I love her and just can't live without her
And I've got the urge to tell the world about her
But our love's a secret and can't see the light of day
But I went and wrote this love song anyway

Her name is _ _ _, her eyes are _
Her hair is just like _ _, and she measures _ _ _
But someday I'll fill in the lines when she and I are free
And we'll walk in the sunshine _ _ _ and me

--- Instrumental ---

Oh, it really is a scandal and disgrace
To have to call your woman what's-her-face
But her husband thinks he owns her heart and soul for life
And he'll kill the man who messes with his wife

Her name is _ _ _, her eyes are _
Her hair is just like _ _, and she measures _ _ _
But someday I'll fill in the lines when she and I are free
And we'll walk in the sunshine _ _ _ and me

Yes, someday I'll fill in the lines when she and I are free
And we'll walk in the sunshine _ _ _ and me

Her name is _ _ _...