The Choices She Made

She didn't have to marry down so far

Fool with raising babies, or drive an older car

She didn't have to give so much, and be so underpaid

Lord I don't know how she's living, with the choices she made

She didn't have to wear those bargain threads

Or roughen up those dainty hands, mopping floors and changing beds

She had it sweet on easy street, with a hand she could have played

But she threw out all her aces for the choices she made

She'll stand there in defiance, of a logic she ignored

With a strangely peaceful peaceful smile, upon her face

Using up her youth on some old cowboy

Who's try'n' to pay the bills on hope and faith

Time goes by, it doesn't change a thing

But she still thinks, it's worth it all, to wear that little ring

And I still lay beside her wishing, I was worth the price she paid

All teary eyed and thankful for the choices she made

For the choices she made