David Allan Coe - Loving her

^GShe's everything you look for in that kind of ^Dwoman ^AShe?ll drink whiskey and dance till the champagnes all ^Dgone ^GShe?ll be right there when the air from the ocean is ^Dcalling ^ATelling you, sailor beware something is ^Dwrong.

But ^Dtouching her might ^Gmake you lose ^Dthose blues tonight Holding her might ^Gstop the pain in ^Dtime Kissing her might ^Gtake away the loneliness you ^Dfeel But ^GLoving Her Will ^AMake You Lose Your ^DMind.

^GJust like the moon and the stars she?ll be gone in the ^Dmorning ^ALeaving you empty and drained, like the tide you'll be ^Dlow ^GLooking for something to take that will make it all ^Dbetter ^AYou'll try to buy her with presents, but sailor I ^Dknow.

But ^Dtouching her might ^Gmake you lose ^Dthose blues tonight Holding her might ^Gstop the pain in ^Dtime Kissing her might ^Gtake away the loneliness you ^Dfeel But ^GLoving Her Will ^AMake You Lose Your ^DMind.

Yes ^Atelling you, sailor beware something is ^Dwrong.