Glory of True Love

As long as I've been singin' on stage They always got this piece of tape on the stage I don't know if I'm supposed to stand on or stay, stay away from 'em (Stand over here) Nothing happened This is a song I wrote with buddy from Bristol, England He talks just like Cary Grant but he didn't look anything like Cary Grant When we was writting this song We don't usually write songs together but we play Dominos a lot Sometimes when there's a level in the game to write a song, you know So, we were writting this one here I prefer writing by myself, you know, 'cause you don't got to keep your eye on the other person, you know You don't know where they're gonna go with a song, you know what I mean You're supposed to be writting about the same idea And sometimes I sit there and look across the table and wonder Gee, I'm wonderin' what they are thinkin' You know, like when we were writting this song in particular I had my wife in mind And I was hoping that he didn't Oh, the glory of true love Is a wild and precious thing It don't grow on old magnolias Or only blossom in the spring No, the glory of true love Is it will last your whole life through Never will go out of fashion Always will look good on you You can climb the highest mountain Touch the moon and stars above But old faithful's just a fountain Compared to the glory of true love Long before I met you, darlin' Lord, I thought I had it all I could have my lunch in London And my dinner in St. Paul I got some friends in Albuquerque Where the governor calls me "Gov" You can give 'em all to goodwill For the glory of true love You can climb the highest mountain Touch the moon and stars above But old faithful's just a fountain Compared to the glory of true love Glory, glory, glory, glory You can't never get enough Time alone will tell the story Of the glory of true love