snowball in el paso
adkins, trace
she left her boots she wears in the rain
she left a note that i can't explain
she left a book she's been reading for days
beside her chest of drawers
she left her nightgown hanging
but she left me no choice as far as i can tell
when it comes to getting over her
she didn't leave me a chance in hell
like a snowball in el paso
like a feather in the wind
without a prayer i'll ever find someone like her again
and my heart's a penny on the rail
no she didn't leave me a chance in hell
she left me wondering what i'm gonna do
with all these pieces left of me
she left her scent all over the room
so even in the dark i'd see
she left a thirsty man with no water in the well
and without a single storm cloud overhead
she didn't leave me a chance in hell
like a snowball in el paso
like a feather in the wind
without a prayer i'll ever find someone like her again
and my heart's a penny on the rail
no she didn't leave me a chance in hell
and my heart's a penny on the rail
she didn't leave me a chance in hell
she didn't leave me a chance in hell