Earlier today, I decided that "My Glass is Half Full (Of You)" would be a great name for a country song. This afternoon I felt that I had a moral compulsion to write this song...
They say that this world can be trying
That it’s all just thieving and lying
My brother sees this, and he’s at a loose end
He says he that he just can’t comprehend
How it is that I smile all day through
It’s ‘cause my glass is half full of you
Yeah, my dog is dead
Got no roof o’er my head,
But my glass is half full of you
They say that it’s hard to be a woman
Giving all your love to just one man
And every single day, you say that I ain’t got a clue
Why it is that you’re feeling quite so blue
But darling, what else can I do
When my glass is half full of you?
Yeah, my dog is dead
Got no roof o’er my head,
But my glass is half full of you
May the gods of song forgive me...
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