In a small town, beneath that old oak tree
We shared a love that was meant to be
But like the leaves in autumn, it all fell apart
Now I’m left with a broken, aching hear
Oh, it’s a beautiful kind of pain
When love slips away like a runaway train
There’s a sadness in the melody of the wind
And the tears on my guitar strings, they never end
On that porch swing, where we used to sway
We would dream of forever, come what may
But life had other plans, it had its own design
Now I’m left here, drowning in the whiskey of time
Oh, it’s a beautiful kind of pain
When love slips away like a runaway train
There’s a sadness in the melody of the wind
And the tears on my guitar strings, they never end
I hear your laughter in the echo of the night
But it’s just a memory, fading out of sight
I’ll hold onto these tears, let them flow like rain
For in the beauty of heartache, there’s a bittersweet refrain
So I’ll keep strumming these chords, letting my soul bleed
In this heart-wrenching country song, a love lost indeed
For in the depths of sorrow, where the healing might lie
I’ll find solace in these lyrics, and let the pain fly high