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 - I Know You.

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.

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 Sitting In The Pew,
Baby, I Know You.

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,
I Know You - I Know You.

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,
Yes I Do Baby Blue, 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.

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,
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....