Lady Music

She pulled him right off of that row he was hoeing

And picked him like the weeds from the field

She reached out and touched him through that AM radio

Seduced him with fiddles and steels

She found him fresh off of that '59 Greyhound

Introduced him to all of her friends

All the poets and dreamers and drunks that she ran with

With open arms welcomed him in

Lady music

Sweet lady music

She wore him out kept him up all night long

Long after the stage had gone dark

Then round about sunrise she sang him to sleep

Singing I'm gonna make you a star

From a cinder block dive to a sold out arena

Not for money no he didn't care

He just loved finding her some where lost in a feeling

He'd follow her anywhere

Lady music

Sweet lady music

She's a jealous mistress

You know that it's true

You don't choose her

She chooses you

Lady music

Sweet lady music

When there's more miles behind than the miles left to travel

And you know time's a game you can't win

She can still bring some spring time into an old memory

And make him feel twenty again

Lady music

Sweet lady music

She's a jealous mistress you know that it's true

You don't choose her she chooses you

Lady music

Sweet lady music

Lady Music