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The Secret
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This is about an older couple who have found The Secret to marriage and aren't ashamed to share it with others.
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I write all kinds of music from gospel to country, comedy to childrens songs as well as instrumentals. I play guitar (acoustic and lead) and sing with a count
I was born in the mid 1950's, and began playing guitar when I was 14 years old. I have played with many of the early (70's & 80's)country singers. I wrote my first song when I was 15 and now have over 120, from gospel to country. I love the challenge of writing a song that people can relate to, yet to say it in a brand new way. I play with a local group called Common Bond and jam whenever I can find some others pickers.
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Genre
Country • Country General
Charts
Peak #200
Peak in subgenre #58
Author
Doug York
Rights
2006
Uploaded
December 26, 2006
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MP3 3.8 MB • 320 kbps • 4:12
Story behind the song
This actually came from a dream I had about an older couple I had seen a few times. My wife and I were married on June 17th that I refer to in the song. That way I won't forget my anniversary.
Lyrics
I had seem em in the store, at least a dozen times, They were always holding hands, standing in the check-out line. They'd always say "it's good to see you" when I'd meet them in the aisle, Sometimes I thought they only came there, just to make somebody smile. I assumed this old couple, must be newlyweds, So one day in line I asked him, It sure surprised me when he said. We celebrated fifty years on June the seventeenth, I asked him what's your secret, He smiled and said these words to me. Chorus Live each day like today could be your last day together, Always remember you married your best friend. Make time for conversation, protect and love what God has given, You'll be forever blessed if you'll give your best, Then your love will never end. He asked if I was married, as he glanced at my left hand, I told him that I was, I just don't wear my wedding band. Then she said, I'll bet she's pretty, you need to show her that you care, Cause you could wake up alone tomorrow, And wish she was still there. One summer evening, my wife and I stopped at the store, I saw him in the checkout line, she wasn't with him anymore. I could see the hurt written on his face as I recalled his words again, As he turned to us to wave goodbye, I held the hand of my best friend. Lyrics and music: Doug York (c) 2006
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