And As the Conversation Drags I Try to Think of Something Quickly 'Cause If I Don't Move Too Fast She'll Be Gne and I'll Be Wondering Why I Took So Many Trips I Sang Too Many Songs I Said One Too Many Times I Won't Be Gone That Long My Little Lady She's So Glad So Glad I'm Sad We Were Happy Together And With a Ticket in Her Hand That Hand Sweet Hand I Think I'll Lose Her Forever And As I Struggle For My Words She Grabs Her Bags So Nonchalantly I Guess There Were Way Too Many Goodbyes They Were the Hardest Thing I've Ever Done I Took So Many Trips I Sang So Many Songs I Said One Too Many Times I Won't Be Gone That Long My Little Lady She's So Glad So Glad I'm Sad We Were Happy Together And With a Ticket in Her Hand That Hand Sweet Hand I Think I'll Lose Her Forever You Think I Would Have Listened You'd Think I'd Learned My Lesson I Gave in to Competition And All the Trappings of the Modern Man My Little Lady She's So Glad So Glad I'm Sad We Were Happy Together And With a Ticket in Her Hand That Hand Sweet Hand I Think I'll Lose Her Forever