Faded blue jeans, big holes in the knees
Had 'em ever since I was seventeen
Rolling in the grass in 'em, trying to get your hands in 'em
You were so good looking Mama said it was a sin
Too young to be sinning, it was just the beginning
Of the rest of our life
Faded blue jeans, big holes in the knees
Had 'em ever since I was seventeen
Rolling in the grass in 'em, trying to get your hands in 'em
You were so good looking Mama said it was a sin
[Verse or Bridge]
My father never forgave us, said even God couldn't save us
[Thank heavens it wasn't him to decide ?]
Who would be the one we married, still rolling in the grass sharing
Everything between us, left and right
Oh, from the beginning we were loving, not sinning
For the rest of our lives
Faded blue jeans, big holes in the knees
Had 'em ever since I was seventeen
Rolling in the grass in 'em, trying to get your hands in 'em
You were so good looking Mama said it was a sin
Faded blue jeans, big holes in the knees
Had 'em ever since I was seventeen
??? in the grass in 'em, trying to get your hands in 'em
You were so good looking Mama said it was a sin
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