When I get back from Raleigh will you still be the same?
Would you remember my number, would you remember my name?
Would you remember a single thing or wake up like it was some kind
of dream you had and I was not in it?
And I know your heart is hurting and I know your back is too,
and I know your almost certain that I'm no good for you.
But just give me a shot, honey, give me a chance,
I'll make you laugh, I'll make you dance.
Thank God the jukebox had George Jones
If you wouldn't have known all the words I would have left you there alone.
'Cause you look just like some trouble wearing red
and I ain't the kind of man that needs that running through his head.
And I know your heart is hurting and I know your back is too,
and I know your almost certain that I'm no good for you.
But just give me a shot, give me a chance,
I'll make you laugh, I'll make you dance.
Am* N.C.
