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The Battle Of Betty's Love Lyrics by Fulcher Ray
Fulcher Ray Lyrics
Quarter score and four years ago
Face-to-face on an old abandoned road
I said cross that line and I'll bust your mouth
Frankie was a friend of mine
Raised just north of that Hazzard County line
And we were like brothers
Til Betty's family migrated south
Guess he felt the same way as me
Fist-to-fist under a sycamore tree
We were soldiers in an unsettled war
Yeah to hold her to us was worth fighting for
Just two Southern boys too proud to ever give up
On the battle of Betty's love
Five years later, homecoming game
I was on that football team
And Frankie he wasn't so he got to walk Betty out
Half time the score was tied
They announced the queen and I just lost it
When that punk turned around and smiled
Coach said boy just let it go
And I knocked him off that homecoming float
We were soldiers in an unsettled war
Yeah to hold her to us was worth fighting for
Just two Southern boys too proud to ever give up
On the battle of Betty's love
Finally got outta school and moved on with our lives
Don't know what those years taught me
But how to take a punch and Frankie leads with his right
Naw we didn't learn much, but you oughta see me fight
Hear Betty's married again, this time he's a Yankees fan
Me and Frankie just sit back and laugh at those good ol times
When we were soldiers in an unsettled war
Yeah to hold her to us was worth fighting for
Just two Southern boys so glad the white flag rose up
On the battle of Betty's love
Quarter score and four years ago
Face-to-face on an old abandoned road
I said cross that line and I'll bust your mouth
Fulcher Ray Chords
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