Letras
I've never been a Cool Hand Luke
The quarterback of the winnin' team
Or the guy with the right kind of punch-lines everybody wants to be
I never was that lucky ol' cuss with a straight flush in his hand
Oh, but with you, I am
I ain't no Patrick Swayze
My old boots never danced on air
Never walked with a swag lookin' sharp as a tack
Lit up like Time Square
Who's that guy with a big ol' smile as wide as the Rio Grande?
Oh, with you, I am
Strong as an oak, soft like leather
High as a pine and light as a feather
The same ol' boy but a whole lot better
Whenever you're holdin' my hand
I used to poke fun at them punch-drunk lovers
I never thought I'd be that man
Oh, but with you, I am
Oh baby, with you, I am
I've always been a do it my way drifter
Another highway, another town
Never thought about that little white house
With a porch all the way around
Yeah, I never saw me on a swing
Talkin' sweet-talkin' dreams
But I'll be damned
With you, I am
Strong as an oak, soft like leather
High as a pine and light as a feather
The same ol' boy but a whole lot better
Whenever you're holdin' my hand
I used to poke fun at them punch-drunk lovers
I never thought I'd be that man
Oh baby, with you, I am
Strong as an oak, soft like leather
High as a pine and light as a feather
The same ol' boy but a whole lot better
Whenever you're holdin' my hand
I used to poke fun at them punch-drunk lovers
I never thought I'd be that man
Oh baby, with you, I am
Oh baby, with you, I am
With you, I am
