The finale was over
She laced up her boots
And she walked out the doorway
But you were still waiting
For the encore
And you're under a big yellow moon
And she's still in the band room

But meanwhile the baby is born
With a brother just two years old

Two curly brown-haired boys
In a brown house with their mother
In a brown house with their father
Who could have loved you more?
How's that for the encore?

The finale was over
She laced up her boots
And she walked out the doorway
But someday you'll find her
Singing for two little boys

Two curly brown-haired boys
In a brown house with their mother
In a brown house with their father
Who could have loved you more?

Who could have loved you more?
Who could have loved you more?
Who could have loved you more?

Two curly brown-haired boys