Wrong Number - George Jones

My fingers tremble as I slowly touch the phone

I dial your number not knowing if your own

It rings you answer with sweet hello

My heart beats loudly as the teardrops start to flow

I bite my lip until the blood runs free

And keep the words I love you hidden deep deep inside of me

I hang up wrong number I hear you tell your friend

But I just had to hear you talkin' once again

--- Instrumental ---

And divisible was the word for you and me

But just one word in a just one moment will change happiness into misery

You hang up again and I know what you will say

Wrong number, that’s the second time today

Wrong number, that’s the second time today…