(A.Jackson)      I was fifteen, she was eighteen   The prettiest thing I'd ever seen in my life   I loved her at first sight   I found her in Marietta, a town north of Atlanta   I brought her home to see my folks   They loved her too.      We were together for a long time   Thought it would be for all time   But things change and rearrange   She had to go   She left me cryin' in '79   An airline pilot, in Carolina   I was a wreck, can't drive a check   It broke my heart.      My first love was an older woman   There's been many since   But there'll never be another   Built in 1955, snowshoe white, overdrive   I never should've sold her, I'll always love her   She was mine.      --- Instrumental ---      Years went by, teardrops dried   I got her back, I was surprised   In '93, a gift to me on Christmas Eve   We were both older, so I restored her   Could've sold her, for a lot more   But I will never she's mine forever   Until I go.      My first love was an older woman   There's been many since   But there'll never be another   Built in 1955, snowshoe white, overdrive   I never should've sold her, I'll always love her   She was mine.      I'll never sell her, she's mine forever   I love her so...