Tammy Wynette Kind Of Pain - Reba McEntire

This ain’t a little mascara running down my cheek

And this ain’t a little scratch that’ll heal in a couple of weeks

This is more than a little smile I’m having to fake

'Cause this ain’t no little girl heartache

Standing by your man

That’s a broken plan

When he breaks your heart and all your trust

With his two cheating hands

So it’s D-I-V-O-R-C-E

And you don’t want him to see you crying

So you’re crying in the rain

And this is Tammy Wynette

We’re talking Tammy Wynette kind of pain

There’s a sky full of tears and every single note

And every single word is wine and whiskey-soaked

So I guess it’s me and her, together in this all along

'Til I can make it on my own

Standing by your man

That’s a broken plan

When he breaks your heart and all your trust

With his two cheating hands

So it’s D-I-V-O-R-C-E

And you don’t want him to see you crying

So you’re crying in the rain

And this is Tammy Wynette

We’re talking Tammy Wynette kind of pain

Standing by your man

Well that’s a broken plan

When he breaks your heart and all your trust

With his two cheating hands

And it’s D-I-V-O-R-C-E

Means this golden wedding ring

Don’t mean a thing

Oh this is Tammy Wynette

This is Tammy Wynette

We’re talking Tammy Wynette kind of pain