With You I Am

I've never been a “Cool Hand Luke”, the quarterback of the winning team Or the guy with the right kinda 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 looking sharp as a tack Lit up like Time Square Who's that guy with a big old 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 holding my hand I use 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 bout that little white house with a porch all the way around Yeah I never saw me on a swing talking sweet talking 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 holding my hand I use 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