Seven Year Itch - John Williamson

She was comfortable with Him

She thought he was with Her

But He had an itch She couldn’t scratch

So they went their separate ways

The weeks turned into days

And He couldn’t do a thing but think of Her

He got the Seven Year Itch six years too early

At eighteen they hadn’t seen that much of life

In a small country town they grew up in

Where Her biggest dream was to be this fella’s wife

It’s the same old story

Just a different tune

A poor girl in love with a wedding gown

A good looking fella

Just a country boy

Too wet behind the ears to settle down