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Testo: Jamey Johnson. The Dollar. She's All Lady.


Yeah, I saw you watchin' me tonight from across the room.
I appreciate the drink: that was nice of you.
Thanks for comin' out to see me, I hope you liked the show.
Yeah, that's right, I settled down about six months ago.
No, she ain't here tonight, she stayed at home.
Yeah, it sure does get lonely out here on the road.

By lookin' in your eyes, I can tell what's on your mind.
Yeah, I'd love to drive you home an' hold your body close to mine.
You're everything a man could dream of, baby:
You're all woman, but she's all lady.

I met her at a Baptist church in Tennessee.
She was lookin' for someone: I was prayin' it was me.
No, she never thought she'd fall in love with a guitar man.
Ah, it took some gettin' used to, but she does the best she can.
No, she don't like to stay at home alone.
No, I don't need your number: she's prob'ly waitin' by the 'phone.

By lookin' in your eyes, I can tell what's on your mind.
Yeah, I'd love to drive you home an' hold your body close to mine.
You're everything a man could dream of, baby:
You're all woman, ah, but she's all lady.

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No, it ain't you; Lord knows, you're a sight.
Yeah, I prob'ly could but I could never make believe it's right.
I'd rather be alone, an' I know that sounds crazy,
'Cause you're all woman, but she's all lady.
You're all woman, but she's my lady.
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