You never woke up beside a stranger
But you never spent the night alone
In your jacket is a flask of Southern Comfort
In your pocket, you got a comb
I know you
I know you

You've been pushed right to the limit
Lived on a lonesome road
Chopped up an old pine dresser
To heat the house once in the cold
I know you
Yeah I know you

Well I know where you go when you want to be alone
I know just how hard you work
And how much money you bring home
You love the sound of church bells but you hate sittin' in the pew
Baby I know you

Well D.H. Lawrence would be your favorite poet
If you thought poetry was cool
You have too much pride to be a thief and just enough gut to be a fool
Baby I know you
I know you

Well I know the sound of your thunder
And I know the smell of your rain
I know every time you walk out that door you might stumble back in it again
Yeah I know you
Yes I do, baby blue, I know you

Well I know that you feel bad for every bad thing that you do
You got a scar on your right cheek and the fear of God embedded in you
Your mother had a wooden spoon
And a shamrock tattoo
Baby I know you

Well no other woman's gonna feel beneath the skin that you are in
No other woman's gonna read your mind or be sorry for your sins
I know you
I know you

Well I know what you look like just before you cry
I know how to make you sick
And I know how to make you die
The only thing I could never do is let you say goodbye
Say goodbye to you
'Cause I know you
I know you

You never woke up beside a stranger
But you never spent the night alone
In your jacket is a flask of Southern Comfort
In your pocket, you got a comb



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