Playing 'til my fingers bled
You'd sing songs and I'd sing with you
We'd get drunk and go to bed
Looking back at all them memories
Lord, I hate to sleep alone
But if you ever get the notion
That you need me, let me know
I can make it back 'bout an hour or so
Hold you close against my skin
I need a little warmth on a night so cold
Singing songs we used to sing
The one about the lady in
Should've seen the warnings signs
Lord, I loved to hear you wail
High and lonesome, hard and strong
Even if it was a little out of tune
Hotter than socks on a Jersey Giant
I can make it back 'bout an hour or so
Hold you close against my skin
I need a little warmth on a night so cold
Singing songs we used to sing
The one about the lady in
Should've seen the warnings signs
Lord, I loved to hear you wail
High and lonesome, hard and strong
Even if it was a little out of tune
Hotter than socks on a Jersey Giant
'Cause it's just two hours
I can make it back 'bout an hour or so
Hold you close against my skin
I need a little warmth on a night so cold
Singing songs we used to sing
The one about the lady in the
Should've seen the warnings signs
Lord, I loved to hear you wail
High and lonesome, hard and strong
Even if it was a little out of tune
Hotter than socks on a Jersey Giant
