Tammy Cochran/Verlon Thompson/Tommy Polk)
Working three jobs, just the two of us;
Still the bills kept piling up.
Had a car that was mostly rusting rubber.
We didnÔÇÖt know we had it made;
We were robbing Peter to keep Paul paid.
We didnÔÇÖt have much, but we still had each other.
WeÔÇÖd call in sick and head for the lake.
I sure do miss those good ole days
When love was enough
When love was enough
The race with the JonesÔÇÖ is right on track,
The cars, the boat, and the pool out back.
The swimming debt, and itÔÇÖs about to drag us under.
We put in 80 hour weeks
To buy more stuff that we donÔÇÖt need.
The things we buy canÔÇÖt satisfy our hunger.
Why donÔÇÖt we call it quits and head for the lake?
I sure do miss those good ole days
When love was enough
When love was enough.
LetÔÇÖs find our way back there again.
Now is not that far from then.
We had enough way back when
We didnÔÇÖt have a dime to spend.
But, love was enough.
When love was enough.
When love was enough.
When love was enough
