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I remember all them summers

Playing 'til 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

Lord, I thought you hung the moon

I remember all them winters

Drinking Woodford 'til we drowned

We'd get wind about a party

Bundle up and go to town

Never worry 'bout the police

Never worried much at all

I miss those nights of reckless glory

And I'd come back if you'd just call

'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

'Cause it didn't feel the same

Every backroad had a memory

And every memory yelled your 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

Lord, I thought you hung the moon

Jersey Giant by Elle King - Lyrics & Covers