I Learned About Love From Her

We met one evening when the moon was bright,

And when she gave me the eye I thought that I would die,

She had such curly hair and teeth of white,

And I learned about love from her.

And when she'd hold me in her arms so tight,

Every kiss was like a torch, my lips, they used to scorch,

That gal was just a mess of dynamite!

And I learned about love from her.

You've heard about that man from Tennessee,

Say, he came along one day and he stole my gal away;

Now she's teaching him what she taught me,

When I learned about love from her.

At night I sit alone so sad and blue,

Like a monkey on the shelf; say, I could hang myself!

There's a gang of things I didn't learn to do

When I learned about love from her.

Went to school, went to school, just to learn the game of love,

Once a fool, stays a fool, that's one thing I'm certain of,

There's no one beneath the Sun, beneath this sky above

Who can tell upon a given Sunday where his gal will be on Monday.

Now my gal and I are far apart

And with teardrops in my eyes, say, I realize

I didn't learn how to mend a busted heart

When I learned about love from her!