Dear Mrs. Underwood Lyrics

I blame it on the first time that she sang to me, across my living room

It sounded like an angel landed in my TV, singin' a country tune

With every passing week I watched her slip away, embraced by a jealous world

And so I wrote a letter to, the one who best knew my girl

And I said Dear Mrs. Underwood, don't you think you maybe could

Make another like Carrie

She sings like a nightingale, puts the wind back in my sails

We were meant to be

But now she's a superstar, gonna travel wide and far

We'll probably never meet

So please Mrs. Underwood don't you think you maybe could

Make another one for me

I signed it wishful thinking out in Hollywood, mailed it to Checotah town

I figured if she got it she'd just write off, as another California clown

And so I let it go and got on with my life, I dream of Carrie every day

And if I ever meet her mom, I know just what I'll say

I'll ask her Dear Mrs. Underwood, don't you think you maybe could

Make another like Carrie

She sings like a nightingale, puts the wind back in my sails

We were meant to be

But now she's a superstar, gonna travel wide and far

We'll probably never meet

So please Mrs. Underwood don't you think you maybe could

Make another one for me

And then one day, I'll say yeah she really got me good

'Cause in my mailbox, a note from Mrs. Underwood

It said "Dear wishful in Hollywood, there's no way I ever could

Make another like Carrie

She sings like a nightingale, puts the wind in all our sails

She's all there'll ever be

And now she's a superstar, gonna travel wide and far

And though I hear your plea

Wishful in Hollywood, there's no one who ever could

Make another like Carrie

But I said dear Mrs. Underwood, don't you think you oughta-should

Make another one for me