Darlin' Diane from Pickin' Friends by The Pickin' Friends

Oh darlin' Diane, give me back your hand
I'm feelin' so blue and alone
give me one more chance or even a glance
Diane, I swear that I've grown!

The first time I saw her, I just could not drop her
at every chance, I took a peek
when she caught me spyin', she pounced like a lion
and I was bedridden for weeks

Oh darlin' Diane, come take back your man
I'm feelin' so blue and alone
I can't understand why you left me so stranded
Diane, please pick up the phone!

Oh, I loved that vixen but she started nixin'
my every disheartened advance
one minute she's laughin' that love's amaranthine
the next is the death of romance

Can't she see we would be fine?
Chemistry tells me she's mine

Diane, please pick up the phone!

• Country
• bluegrass
• Atlanta