If I Were In Your Shoes

She’d been watching him all night

And though the two had never met

He was watching her too, alright

She knew he was hers to get

Knowing neither were very sober

She grabbed a beer on her way

And as she walked on over

She was getting the courage to say

If I were in your shoes

I would’ve walked on over to me

Because I think I might just be your type

And I might be willing to see

If I were in your shoes

I’d probably now lead me off to dance

And maybe see where this is going

And give this thing a chance

The bar was calling last round

He said “Looks like I might be your ride…

Your buddies are nowhere to be found,

Guess you’re leaving with me tonight.”

She smiled and got into his car

And drove out to his place

While looking out at all the stars

On his porch he turned to her to say

“If I were in your shoes

I would come on over to me

Cause I, too, think I’m your type

And I’d be willing to see

(and) If I were in your shoes

I’d have another dance

With me right here, right now

And give this thing a chance.”

After a year or more of dating

He knew there’d come a day

He’d finally get tired of waiting

When he’d be dying to say

“I love you now and always will

And if you say yes, I’ll do my part

To forever keep my deal

And love you with all my heart.”

After they said “I do”

And cut the wedding cake

She walked over to the band

And grabbed the mic to say

“If I were in your shoes

I’d walk over here to me

Cause now I am your wife

And I want the world to see

I’m out of these shoes

And I’m ready to dance

With you, right here, right now

And give this thing a chance.”