The Lovin’ Kind Songtext
von Tammy Wynette

Seems every time you come home that you never see
These lovin′ arms that always wait so true
Your wandering's like a fever, you′re always on the run
To sip the wine with women that don't love you


I guess it's been the romance
That keeps your heart from longing
And keeps it from your mind
That I′m the lovin′ kind
I'm the lovin′ kind

They can't feel like I feel when they′re holdin' you
And way down deep I think you know I′ve tried
And they can't love like I love, so I'll keep hanging on
And forget my part to keep you satisfied

I guess it′s been the romance
That keeps your heart from longing
And keeps it from your mind
That I′m the lovin' kind
I′m the lovin' kind