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