Worn and haggard, weathered and torn
Drug through the keyhole of that back door
Blood shot red behind these shades
I look like hell, yes, I've seen better daysAnd then those loving arms they pull me back in
And there you go, baby, yeah, making me look good againI'm rust on a barbed wire, I'm dust on a chrome yeah
Yes I'm the heart that bleeds in an old country songAnd then those loving arms they pull me back in
And there you go, baby, yeah, making me look good againLeather and lace, denim and pearls,
Whiskey and wine, they go just fine, like you and me, girl
When you smile at me and say, there ain't no better place
Than you'd rather be than right here loving meStanding in that kitchen, it's been a long day at work
Then you slip those hands right under my shirtOh with those loving arms you pull me back in
And there you go, baby, yeah, making me look good againThere you go, baby, making me look good again
Songwriters
MONTY CRISWELL, SHANE MINOR, DRAKE WHITEPublished by
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