From Code Playground romance to lifelong love story—George Strait’s “Check Yes Or No” captures that magical moment when love begins with just a simple note, reminding us why he truly deserves his crown as the King of Country.

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“Check Yes or No” is a classic country song by George Strait

“Check Yes or No” is a beloved country song recorded by George Strait and released in September 1995 as the lead single from his box set Strait Out of the Box . Written by Nashville songwriters Danny Wells and Dana Hunt Black, it marked the first major recording for both writers . The song narrates a charming story of childhood affection that blossoms into enduring love, beginning with a simple note passed between two schoolchildren and culminating in a lasting marriage.

Strait was immediately drawn to the song upon hearing its demo. He recounted that after listening to it, he eagerly played it for his young son during a morning drive to school. The song’s uplifting nature brightened his son’s mood, affirming Strait’s belief in its potential . He recorded the track on April 10, 1995, at Emerald Sound Studios in Nashville .

“Check Yes or No” achieved significant success, becoming Strait’s 28th number-one hit on the Billboard Hot Country Songs chart, where it remained at the top for four consecutive weeks . The song’s popularity contributed to the commercial success of Strait Out of the Box, which sold over eight million copies, making it one of the best-selling box sets across all music genres .

The song’s endearing narrative and Strait’s heartfelt delivery resonated with audiences, earning it the Single of the Year award at both the Country Music Association and Academy of Country Music Awards in 1996 . Its timeless appeal continues to captivate listeners, solidifying its place as a classic in George Strait’s extensive repertoire.

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It started way back in third grade
I used to sit beside Emmylou Hayes
A pink dress, a matching bow in her ponytail
She kissed me on the school bus but told me not to tell
Next day I chased her ’round the playground
‘Cross the monkey bars to the merry-go-round
And Emmylou got caught passing me a note
Before the teacher took it I read what she wrote
“Do you love me? Do you wanna be my friend?
And if you do
Well then don’t be afraid to take me by the hand
If you want to
I think this is how love goes
Check yes or no”
Now we’re grown up and she’s my wife
Still like two kids with stars in our eyes
Ain’t much changed, I still chase Emmylou
Up and down the hall, around the bed in our room
Last night I took her out in a white limousine
Twenty years together she still gets to me
Can’t believe it’s been that long ago
When we got started with just a little note
“Do you love me? Do you wanna be my friend?
And if you do
Well then don’t be afraid to take me by the hand
If you want to
I think this is how love goes
Check yes or no”
“Do you love me? Do you wanna be my friend?
And if you do
Well then don’t be afraid to take me by the hand
If you want to
I think this is how love goes
Check yes or no”
Check yes or no
Check yes or no
Check yes or no
Check yes or no

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