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She’s in Love with the Boy – Trisha Yearwood

About the Song

Trisha Yearwood’s “She’s in Love with the Boy” is a heartwarming ballad that celebrates the innocence and joy of young love. Written by Doyle Dykes, the song captures the magic and wonder of a first romance.

Yearwood’s vocals are soft and expressive, perfectly conveying the tender emotions of the song. Her performance is both delicate and powerful, showcasing her versatility as a singer.

The lyrics of “She’s in Love with the Boy” paint a picture of a young girl who is completely smitten with her boyfriend. The song is full of sweet and nostalgic details, such as the couple’s favorite hangout spots and their shared dreams.

The chorus, “She’s in love with the boy, she’s in love with the boy, she’s in love with the boy next door,” is both catchy and sentimental. It perfectly captures the simplicity and purity of young love.

“She’s in Love with the Boy” is a timeless classic that has resonated with audiences of all ages. Its message of love, hope, and innocence is as relevant today as it was when the song was first released. Picture background

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Lyrics: “She’s In Love With The Boy”

Katie’s sittin’ on the old front porch
Watchin’ the chickens peck the ground
There ain’t a whole lot goin’ on tonight
In this one-horse town
Over yonder comin’ up the road
In a beat-up Chevy truck
Her boyfriend Tommy, he’s layin’ on the horn
Splashin’ through the mud and the muckHer daddy says he ain’t worth a lick
When it comes to brains, he got the short end of the stick
But Katie’s young and man, she just don’t care
She’d follow Tommy anywhere

She’s in love with the boy
She’s in love with the boy
She’s in love with the boy
And even if they have to run away
She’s gonna marry that boy someday

Katie and Tommy at the drive-in movie
Parked in the very last row
They’re too busy holdin’ on to one another
To even care about the show
Later on outside the Tastee Freeze
Tommy slips something on her hand
He says my high school ring will have to do
‘Til I can buy a wedding band

Her daddy says he ain’t worth a lick
When it comes to brains, he got the short end of the stick
But Katie’s young and man, she just don’t care
She’d follow Tommy anywhere

She’s in love with the boy
She’s in love with the boy
She’s in love with the boy
And even if they have to run away
She’s gonna marry that boy someday

Her daddy’s waitin’ up ’til half past twelve
When they come sneakin’ up the walk
He says young lady get on up to your room
While me and Junior have a talk
Mama breaks in, says don’t lose your temper
It wasn’t very long ago
When you yourself was just a hay-seed plowboy
Who didn’t have a row to hoe

My daddy said you wasn’t worth a lick
When it came to brains you got the short end of the stick
But he was wrong and honey you are too
Katie looks at Tommy like I still look at you

She’s in love with the boy
She’s in love with the boy
She’s in love with the boy
What’s meant to be will always find a way

She’s in love with the boy
She’s in love with the boy
She’s in love with the boy
What’s meant to be will always find a way
She’s gonna marry that boy someday

She’s in love with the boy

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“YOU MAKE THE COFFEE, I’LL MAKE THE BED.” — GLEN CAMPBELL DIDN’T NEED A LOVE POEM. HE JUST NEEDED AN OKLAHOMA MORNING. In December 1971, Glen Campbell released “Oklahoma Sunday Morning.” It peaked at #15 on the country charts—not his biggest hit by a long shot. But something about this track stuck. It wasn’t about fame or tragedy; it was about coffee, making the bed, and packing a lunch. It was the kind of love that doesn’t make headlines. But the way Glen sang it, you realized he wasn’t just describing a routine. He was singing about the only place that truly felt like home. A kid from a sharecropper’s family of twelve in Delight, Arkansas—who went on to sell 45 million records—poured something deeply personal into this quiet track. Fifty years later, folks across Oklahoma still know every word. Some songs don’t need to reach #1. They just need to be true.