That Ain't The Way I Heard It - Trisha Yearwood

After you came in late last night,

You said you’d been alone,

Just needed some room to clear your mind,

A little time away from home.

Told me you were down on highway nine,

Down by the river bend.

But this town has ears and this town has eyes,

And a whole lot of so called friends.

And ooh, ooh, that ain’t the way I heard it.

Ooh, ooh, that ain’t the way I heard it.

Don’t you think I wanna trust every word you say?

Don’t you think I wanna look in your eyes?

And feel suspicion slip away,

When you say you’ve got nothin’to hide.

But ooh, ooh, that ain’t the way I heard it.

Ooh, ooh, that ain’t the way I heard it.

Throw me out a lifeline, baby,

Offer me a grain of truth.

Treat me with a little bit of dignity,

I think I deserve that much from you.

Gimme one reason for stayin’cool,

Tell me they’re no good liars.

Don’t make me play your pathetic fool, baby,

Show me the old desire.

Ooh, ooh, that ain’t the way I heard it Ooh, ooh, that ain’t the way I heard it.

After you came in late last night,

You said you’d been alone,

Just needed some room to clear your mind,

A little time away from home.

Told me you were down on highway nine,

Down by the river bend.

But this town has ears and this town has eyes,

And a whole lot of so called friends.

And ooh, ooh, that ain’t the way I heard it.

Ooh, ooh, that ain’t the way I heard it.

That ain’t the way I heard it.

That ain’t the way I heard it.

That ain’t the way I heard it.

That ain’t the way I heard it.

That ain’t the way I heard it.

That ain’t the way I heard it.

That ain’t the way I heard it.

That ain’t the way I heard it.