By David Allan Coe and F. Spears
Will you hurt me more
Than the pain of sharing her
With other lovers, believers or deceivers
Well, the answer can`t be found
When I`m alone
So Rachel, take me home
And make me feel like a man
I know I swore that I`d be faithful
But Rachel made me realize that happiness
Is something you can`t share
With Tom, Dick, or Harry
The reason we got married
Was to know when you were needed
You`d be there
So now you know all about her
Now you want to act like she`s the reason
You`ve been staying out at night
But honey, I`ve been drinking`
And lately I`ve been thinking`
The way that we`ve been loving`
Just ain`t right
Will you hurt me more
That the pain of sharing her
With other lovers, believers or deceivers
Well, the answer can`t be found
When I`m alone
So Rachel, take me home
And make me feel like a man
And the man you feel
I ain`t half as real
As the man I used to be
They`ve took my pride and I had to fight
To keep my sanity
Under Rachel`s wings.