We met back in nineteen eighty-two

We met back in nineteen eighty-two,
Just two young hearts with a lot to learn,
Went to a party, you put me on a horse,
It threw me off, but I fell for you first.
We laughed, we danced, we stayed out late,
Never knowing what God had planned,
I was seventeen when I became your wife,
And there began our crazy life.

Verse 2
Had our first baby when I was seventeen,
Then another little boy at eighteen,
We were just kids raising kids of our own,
Learning about love as we went along.
There were times we barely had a dime,
And times when we had more than enough,
But looking back, I can see God’s hand
Carrying us when the road got rough.

Chorus
You’re my friend, my lover, my comforter,
The one who’s walked beside me all these years.
We’ve had our ups, we’ve had our downs,
Made our mistakes and turned our lives around.
And when we wandered from the path sometimes,
God somehow led us home again.
I know I haven’t told you nearly enough
How much you mean to me, my friend.
You’re stubborn as ever, handsome as hell,
And you’re still my sexy man to me.

Verse 3
We raised two sons that make us proud,
And you worked hard to give us what we have now.
We built a business with our own two hands,
Side by side, we made our stand.
We’ve been poor and we’ve had some money,
Seen sunshine and weathered storms,
And through every season of this life,
God kept bringing us back into His arms.

Bridge
We haven’t always gotten it right,
We’ve both had things we wish we’d changed,
But grace was there when we needed it most,
And God’s love showed us the way.
He took two kids who didn’t know much
And gave us a lifetime together,
And after everything we’ve been through,
I know He never left us—ever.

Final Chorus
You’re my friend, my lover, my comforter,
The one who knows the woman that I am.
Through all the years, the tears and laughter,
God was holding both our hands.
And if I haven’t told you nearly enough,
Then I’m telling you tonight:
I’m thankful God gave me all these years
With the man I chose for life.

Outro
And if I could go back to eighty-two,
Knowing everything we’d go through,
I’d walk right back into that party,
And get on that horse with you.

Through every wrong turn, every blessing,
Every prayer God answered in His time,
I’d still choose this life we built together…

You’re my friend,
you’re my lover,
you’re my comforter,
and after all these years…

You’re still
my sexy man.