| Last night all alone in a barroom | 
| Met a girl with a drink in her hand. | 
| She had ruby red lips, coal black hair | 
| And eyes that would tempt any man. | 
| Then she came and sat down at my table, | 
| And as she placed her soft hands in mine, | 
| I found myself wanting to kiss her | 
| For temptation was flowing like wine. | 
| And I was almost persuaded to strip myself of my pride. | 
| Almost persuaded to push my conscience aside. | 
| Then we danced and she whispered, «I need you!» | 
| «Take me away from here and be my man.» | 
| Then I looked into her eyes and I saw it: | 
| The reflection of my wedding band. | 
| And I was almost persuaded to let strange lips lead me On. | 
| Almost persuaded but your sweet love made me stop and | 
| Go home. | 
| Last night all alone in a barroom | 
| Met a guy with a drink in his hand. | 
| He had bay blue eyes, coal black hair | 
| And a smile that a girl understands. | 
| Then he came and sat down at my table, | 
| And as he placed his hands over mine, | 
| I found my self wanting to kiss him | 
| For temptation was flowing like wine. | 
| And I was almost persuaded to strip myself of my pride. | 
| Almost persuaded to push my conscience aside. | 
| Then we danced and he whispered, «I need you!» | 
| «Let me take you away and be your man.» | 
| Then I looked into his eyes and I saw it: | 
| The reflection of my wedding band. | 
| And I was almost persuaded to let strange lips lead me On. | 
| Almost persuaded but your sweet love made me stop and | 
| Go home. |