Jersey Giant (Unreleased)

Tyler Childers

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    I remember all them summers
    Playing till my fingers bled
    You'd sing the 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

    'Cause it's just two hours to get there, babe
    I can make it back about an hour or so
    Hold you close against my skin
    I need a little warmth on a night so cold
    Singing songs you used to sing
    The one about the lady in the long black veil
    Should have seen the warnings signs
    But Lord, I love 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
    Lord, I thought you hung the Moon

    I remember all them winters
    Drinking Woodford till we drowned
    We'd get wind about a party
    Bundle up and go to town
    Never worry about the police
    Never worried much at all
    I miss those nights of reckless glory
    I'd come back if you'd just call

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    'Cause it's just two hours to get there, babe
    I can make it back about an hour or so
    Hold you close against my skin
    I need a little warmth on a night so cold
    Singing songs you used to sing
    The one about the lady in the long black veil
    Should have seen the warnings signs
    But Lord, I love 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
    Lord, I thought you hung the Moon

    I left town when we were over (oh, oh)
    'Cause it didn't feel the same
    Every back-road had a memory (memory)
    And every memory held your name (name)

    'Cause it's just two hours to get there, babe
    I can make it back about an hour or so
    Hold you close against my skin
    I need a little warmth on a night so cold
    Singing songs you used to sing
    The one about the lady in the long black veil
    Should have seen the warnings signs
    But Lord, I love 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
    Lord, I thought you hung the Moon

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