When I was pushing thirty, she was in her teensOh, how she loved me, pretty teenage queen A few years after marriage, she loved me no more When I was pushing forty, she was barely twenty four Then the trouble started between her and me I was satisfied at home, but she longed to be free Been searching for that something, them pastures looked so green Through the eyes of Carolyn, Carolyn the teenage queen Each day her love grew colder, at night, she'd go to town Gossip came to me: Carolyn was running around I didn't want to believe it, but I knew it must be true I couldn't stand to lose her, so I knew what I must do Carolyn, I was thinking as I cleaned my gun Go out and have a good time, it's your last night out Twelve o'clock, one o'clock, then a quarter till two I'm still burning the midnight oil, waiting for you A car pulled in the driveway, the man wore a badge and gun Said, you got a wife named Caroylyn, I think you'd better come There's a wreck out on the highway, shes met her final end I stared in her face, so distant like; she'd cheated me once again Each night I think of Carolyn laying beneath the soil Each night my mind grows weaker as I burn the midnight oil My mind has thoughts of her bad side that my hearts never seen I'm still in love with Carolyn, Carolyn the teenage queen I'm still in love with Carolyn, Carolyn the teenage queen