- Words and Music by Bill Anderson and Walter Haynes
(8 by 10, 8 by 10)
SPOKEN: All that's left of our old love now is just your picture, 8 by
10.
(A souvenir of things that might have been)
(My lonely world is only 8 by 10)
(8 by 10, 8 by 10)
SPOKEN: I remember the night that you gave me this picture. I ought
to-I've
relived it so many times. I remember how I couldn't wait to get home
and put in a
frame and tell everybody that you were mine.
been)
while Bill SPEAKS: Because you WERE mine, at least till someone else
came
along and took you off out of my sight. It's a good thing that you did
leave me your
picture, though. Because now I can cry on your shoulder every night.
(8 by 10, 8 by 10)
(My lonely world is only 8 by 10)
SPOKEN: It's awful to be jealous of an old picture frame but I'm jealous
of anything
that's close to you. And that picture frame seems to be holding you
pretty tight.
That looks like more than I'LL ever do. I wish that I could just be the
glass in that
