Every Other Weekend (with Kenny Chesney) - Reba McEntire (芮芭·麥克伊泰)

Every other Friday

It"s toys and clothes and backpacks

Is everybody in

Okay

Let"s go see dad

Same time in the same spot

Corner of the same old parking lot

Half the hugs and kisses there are always sad

We trade a couple of words and looks

And kids again

Every other weekend

Every other weekend

Very few exceptions

I pick up the love we made in both my arms

It"s movies on the sofa

Grilled cheese and cut the crust off

That"s not the way mom makes it

Daddy

Breaks my heart

I miss everything

Use to have with her again

Every other weekend

I can"t tell her I love her

"Cause there"s too many questions and years in the car

So I don"t tell him I miss him

I don"t tell her I need her

She"s over me that"s

Where we are

So we"re as close

As we may ever be again

Every other weekend

Every other Saturday

First thing in the morning

I turn the TV on to make the quiet go away

I know why

But I don"t know why

We ever let this happen

Falling for forever was a big mistake

There"s so much not to do and

All day not to do with him

Every other weekend

Every other Sunday

I empty out my backseat

While my children hug their mother

In the parking lot

We don"t touch

We don"t talk much

Maybe goodbye to each other

As she drives away with every piece of heart I got

I re-convince myself

We did the right thing

Every other weekend

I can"t tell her I love her

"Cause there"s too many questions and years in the car

So I don"t tell him I miss him

I don"t tell her I need her

She"s over me that"s

Where we are

So we"re as close

As we may ever be again

Every other weekend

Yeah for fifteen minutes

We"re a family again

God I wish that he was still with me again

Every other weekend

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