Letras: Joe Nichols. Real Things. She's All Lady.

Yeah, I saw you watching me tonight
From across the room
I appreciate the drink
That was nice of you

Thanks for coming 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 looking 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 looking for someone
And I was praying it was me

No, she never thought she'd fall in love
With a guitar man
Yeah, it took some getting used to
She does the best she can

No, she don't like to stay at home alone
Oh, I don't need your number
She's probably waiting by the phone

By looking 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
Oh, but she's all lady

No, it ain't you
Lord knows, you're a sight
Yeah, I probably could
But I could never make believe it's right

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