The snow in Montana was three feet high The lady at the counter said there ain't no flights And so he called her on the telephone He said, 'I'll rent a car, and I'll drive home' And she said, 'I'll wait for you Like I did last year At Christmas time with your family here And your truck broke down out in San Antone And the gifts stayed wrapped until you got home Oh, this ain't nothin' new Sweetheart, I'll wait for you' Now he's on his cell phone in a Coupe De ville Talkin' to the one he loves and always will
His heart is breakin' 'cause she's there alone Her heart is achin' ah she wants him home She says, 'I'll wait for you like in '68 When our child was due, but I said, he'll have to wait Until his dad gets here and stands by my side Remember, dear, our son's first cry Oh, this ain't nothin' new Sweetheart, I'll wait for you' He didn't stop all day to eat a bite And he finally got there around midnight The doctor said, she's in a better place She said to give this you this note just in case