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Young Love Judds
[A]INTRO
She was [A]sitting cross-legged on the hood of a Ford,
Filing down her nails with an emery board.
[E7]Talking with friends about people they knew,
And all of the things that young girls do.
When she [A]said 'You see that guy in the baseball cap.
I'd like to spend sometime with a boy like that.'
And [E7]Betty said 'I've see him at the hardware store,
I think his name is Billy, but I'm not sure.'
And as they [A]talked a little while, he passed by,
She smiled at him, he just said Hi.
He was [E7]thinking to himself as he walked away:
'Man, I'd like to find a girl like her someday.'
[D]Young love, [A]strong love.
[E]True love, it's a [A]new love.
They're gonna make it through the [D]hard times,
And [A]walk those lines.
Yeah, [E7]these ties'll bind young [A]love.
Well she [A]just couldn't stop herself from thinking 'bout him,
And at a store downtown, she saw him again.
She had [E7]both hands full, he held open the door,
He said 'My name is Billy, I've seen you before.'
'Can I [A]help you with these? Can I give you a ride?
Can I take you out on Saturday night?'
She [E7]didn't have to say what she was feeling inside,
He could see the answer, shining in her eyes.
[D]Young love, [A]strong love.
[E]True love, it's a [A]new love.
They're gonna make it through the [D]hard times,
And [A]walk those lines.
Yeah, [E7]these ties'll bind young [A]love.
Well from [A]that day on, you couldn't keep them apart,
They were side by side, and heart to heart.
And [E7]Momma cried as Billy slipped a ring on her hand,
When the baby was born, she was crying again.
Well he [A]worked real hard and put some money down,
On a little old house at the edge of town.
[E7]That night as he held her he couldn't believe,
That God had made a girl that he'd never ever leave.
[D]Young love, [A]strong love.
[E]True love, it's a [A]new love.
They're gonna make it through the [D]hard times,
And [A]walk those lines.
Yeah, [E7]these ties'll bind young [A]love.
She was [A]sitting cross legged on the hood of a Ford,
Filing down her nails with an emery board.
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