(Alan 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 rearrang 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 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