Swing Wide Open

I got my first guitar A worn-out old Fender I played it every night until the strings started fading My first pair of boots A pair of black Laredos Wore them every day until the leather started cracking And I played my first gig At a bar in El Dorado Made a couple hundred bucks And friends with the locals That's where I met you Standing by the doorway You sang every word until the lights began to fade The first time that my heart was ever stolen Girl I should have known You may have stole my heart But you weren't about to give it back You hopped in your Bronco Sped out of the parking lot Now I'm playing at that bar every Friday night Waiting for those double doors to swing wide open You walked up to the stage Put a five in my mason jar Asked for Kenny Rogers I couldn't say anything I just started playing Saw you smile and start to sing The voice of an angel like I've never heard before You may have stole my heart But you weren't about to give it back You hopped in your Bronco Sped out of the parking lot Now I'm playing at that bar every Friday night Waiting for those double doors to swing wide open Later that night when I pulled out that fiver 10 digits were written in the corner You may have stole my heart But you weren't about to give it back You hopped in your Bronco Sped out of the parking lot Now I'm playing at that bar every Friday night Waiting for those double doors to swing wide open