George Jones - You Comb Her Hair Lyrics
I know that you wonder who I dream aboutAnd if I met someone who thrills me soWell, I've finally met a girl who turns me inside outI'll tell you about her for you ought to know.You comb her hair every mornin'And make sure she's dressed just rightYou comb her hair every mornin'And put her to bed everynight.When she's around me sometimes I can hardly speakI stammer and I walk right into doorsAnd just to hold her hand in mine makes me feel weakOh, you know her heart is a friend of yours.You comb her hair every mornin'And make sure she's dressed just rightYou comb her hair every mornin'And put her to bed everynight...