TURNING BACK TO GOD

de Reba McEntire

Her husband left on saturday
For a woman that was half her age
Sunday she just stayed in bed
With the covers pulled over her head

But on monday morning she woke up
And loaded up her pick-up truck
Took one last look at her old life
Then hit the gas, and said goodbye
In her faded jeans and her old baseball caps
All she knows for sure, she ain't comin' back

This is a house she though
She'd never spend this day
Sitting behind the wheel, on the interstate
40 was quite alright
But she's changing roads tonight
And its such a bittersweet way to celebrate
She's turning 50 today

She left that Oklahoma town
The only world she had known till now
Memories of those 20 years
She watched them in her rear-view mirror
Fade away
Oh, but that's all right
Yeah, this could be the time of her life

This is a house she thought
She'd never spend this day
Sitting behind the wheel, on the interstate
40 was quite alright
She's changing roads tonight
And it's such a bittersweet way to celebrate
She's turning 50 today

Oh, her windows are down
The wind blows her hair
There she goes, could be anywhere

40 was quite alright
But she's changing roads tonight
Tommorrow's a mystery
Oh, and she can't wait
She's turning 50
She's turning 50
Oh she's turning 50 today

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