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She Can’t See, I Can’t Hear — Long Marriage, Low Vision, Lousy Hearing | Funny Country Tune 🎶

#country #song #countrymusic 🎶 She Can’t See, I Can’t Hear 🎶 ❤ Join the Back Porch Crew! If you’ve been laughin’, singin’, or smilin’ along with these tunes — here’s your chance to help me keep makin’ more of ‘em! 🎶 🛠 TOP GEAR & GADGETS • Magnetic Screwdriver Set (Under $10) ➜ https://amzn.to/3LnF6vu #ad Perfect for quick fixes and DIY projects. • Rechargeable Hand Warmers ➜ https://amzn.to/49EkmrF #ad Stay cozy all winter—digital display & 3 heat levels. 📢 As an Amazon Associate, I earn from qualifying purchases. By joinin’ up, you’ll get: ✔️ Loyalty badges & custom emojis 😄 ✔️ Monthly downloads of all my songs 🎵 Your support helps me keep these country stories rollin’ — one laugh at a time. 👉 Become a member today:    / @the_ai_harmonix   📱 For more songs, stories, and a bit of backyard wisdom, come pull up a chair on my Facebook page:   / aiharmonix   🎸 Lyrics: [Intro] Doctor looked at us, scratched his head, Said, “Well… you two kinda cancel each other out.” [Verse 1] She’s lookin’ for her glasses, they’re sittin’ on her head, I’m starin’ at her lips, tryin’ to guess what she said. She says, “Did you take the trash out?” I say, “Yeah… probably… what was that about?” She points at the sink, I point at the door, We been married forty years, still don’t know the score. She can’t see, I can’t hear, But somehow we still end up yellin’ in here. [Verse 2] She waves her arms like she’s landin’ a plane, I say, “Honey, talk slow, my ears ain’t the same.” She mouths somethin’ angry, real sharp and fast, I nod like a dog hopin’ this moment’ll pass. Turns out she asked me to grab her a plate, I brought her the remote and showed up late. [Chorus] She can’t see, I can’t hear, We argue loud and unclear. She says I ignore her, I say “That ain’t fair,” Truth is… I just thought the fridge was talkin’ back there. [Verse 3] She reads the subtitles, I watch the sound, TV’s at ninety, neighbors gather ‘round. She says, “Why’s it so loud?” I say, “What?” She says, “NEVER MIND,” And that somehow hurt more than the plot. We sit on the couch in confused romance, Missin’ half the story but still holdin’ hands. [Bridge] People ask how we make it work this long. I say, “Simple.” She don’t see my mess. I don’t hear her complain. That’s called balance. [Chorus] Yeah, she can’t see, I can’t hear, But we been this way year after year. We may miss words, signs, and cues, But somehow we still know when it’s time for the news… And supper at six… If we both remember it exists. [Outro] She just asked me somethin’. I smiled. She smiled. Pretty sure we agreed.