Lyric Snowball in El Paso

(Trace Adkins/Trey Bruce)

She left her boots she wears in the rain
She left her lady razor
She left a note that I can t explain
On the refrigerator
She left a book she s been reading for days
Beside her chest of drawers
She left her nightgown hanging
Behind the bathroom door
But she left me no choice as far as I can tell
When it comes to getting over her
She didn t leave me a chance in hell

Like a snowball in El Paso
Like a feather in the wind
Without a prayer I ll ever find someone like her again
A fast train is comin
And my heart s a penny on the rail
No she didn t leave me a chance in hell

She left me wondering what I m gonna do
With all these pieces left of me
She left her scent all over the room
So even in the dark I d see
She left a thirsty man with no water in the well
And without a single storm cloud overhead
She didn t leave me a chance in hell

Like a snowball in El Paso
Like a feather in the wind
Without a prayer I ll ever find someone like her again
A fast train is comin
And my heart s a penny on the rail
No she didn t leave me a chance in hell

A fast train is comin
And my heart s a penny on the rail
No, she didn t leave me a chance in hell
No, she didn t leave me a chance in hell