All About Her
Unraveling Love’s Melodies
Lyrics
I used to wonder what they meant
I used to be curious about the significance
By walking the floor
Being restless or anxious, pacing back and forth
Now there's grooves under my boots
There are imprints or marks on my boots from walking
And I don't wonder anymore
I'm not curious or puzzled anymore
All those simple country songs
Songs typical of the country genre
Have so much meaning since I lost her
These songs now hold deeper significance after losing someone
They go right through my heart
They deeply affect me emotionally
Not in one ear and out the other
They don't pass through without impact
Like when my Daddy spun that vinyl
When my father played records
Of Hank Snow and Charlie Pride
Music from Hank Snow and Charlie Pride
It always caught mama's attention
It always caught my mother's attention
And she'd just break right down and cry
She would start crying
But I'd just listen to the pickin'
I only paid attention to the instrumental parts
'Cause that's the only part I liked
Because that was the only part I enjoyed
I didn't understand the words
I didn't comprehend the lyrics
Now they're all about her
Now those lyrics remind me of her
We went out walkin' after midnight
Used to go for walks at midnight together
Now I do it alone
Now I do it by myself
It seems like one day she was with me
She was with me one day, gone the next
And the next day she was gone
A sense of sudden loss
There's a high lonesome sound
A forlorn, haunting sound
And the melody is whistling
The tune seems to be whistling
I remember from my childhood
A memory from childhood
When I didn't know what I was missing
I didn't realize what I was missing back then
Like when my Daddy spun that vinyl
My father playing music by Kitty Wells and Loretta Lynn
Of Kitty Wells and Loretta Lynn
It affected my mother emotionally
It always caught mama's attention
She would break down in tears
And she'd just break right down again
While I focused on the instrumental parts
But I'd just listen to the pickin'
The music intrigued me
The only part that pulled me in
Only the instrumental part captivated me
I didn't understand the words
I didn't understand the lyrics at that time
Now they're all about her
Now those lyrics remind me of her
Here's to pick-up trucks and good dogs
Cheers to trucks, loyal dogs, and emotional pain
And heartaches
Expressing appreciation for hardships
I'm gonna listen to what gets me through
I will rely on what helps me get through tough times
If that's what it takes
Even if it means embracing pain
So now when I spin my records
When I play songs from George Strait and Tim McGraw
Of George Strait and Tim McGraw
I immerse myself in the lyrics
I close my eyes and let that lyric
I let the lyrics console me in difficult times
Catch me when I fall
I still appreciate the instrumental parts
I still listen to the pickin'
But the lyrics have become significant to me
Yes I do but that's not all
However, it's not solely about the instruments
Now that I understand the words
I now understand and relate to the lyrics about her
And they're all about her
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