I've Come Awful Close
Well, never once have I cheated on my baby
I'm a traveling man, I go from coast to coast
Everywhere from San Diego to New York City
I never done you wrong, but I've come awful close
Well, I met a little peach when I was in Columbus, Georgia
Sitting in the booth next to mine in a little cafe
All I did was just buy her a cup of coffee
I had a heck of a time, but I pulled myself away
I've come awful close, nearly almost
I got right next to it, but I couldn't do it
Heaven knows, I've come awful close
Well, I pulled into an all-night stop in Albuquerque
A cute little waitress brought me my ham and rye
She winked and said, "I get off at seven-thirty"
Well, I might have stayed, but I told that gal goodbye
So, honey, don't you worry about your daddy
Just scramble my eggs, and don't you burn my toast
I'm rolling now, I should make it home by Friday
Lots of guys would have done it, but I just come close
I've come awful close, nearly almost
I got right next to it, but I couldn't do it
Heaven knows, I've come awful close
Yeah, I come close, honey
But I'm rolling on in home, so put on that fresh pot of coffee
Tell you what, go and get a steak out of the freezer
And we'll open up a bottle of that good Napa Valley wine
And have ourself a good time
Your daddy's rolling on in home, baby
Come awful close, but I never done you wrong
You know that, honey
Yes, gonna pay the bills when we get home, too
Made a little money on this run
We do all right...
I'm a traveling man, I go from coast to coast
Everywhere from San Diego to New York City
I never done you wrong, but I've come awful close
Well, I met a little peach when I was in Columbus, Georgia
Sitting in the booth next to mine in a little cafe
All I did was just buy her a cup of coffee
I had a heck of a time, but I pulled myself away
I've come awful close, nearly almost
I got right next to it, but I couldn't do it
Heaven knows, I've come awful close
Well, I pulled into an all-night stop in Albuquerque
A cute little waitress brought me my ham and rye
She winked and said, "I get off at seven-thirty"
Well, I might have stayed, but I told that gal goodbye
So, honey, don't you worry about your daddy
Just scramble my eggs, and don't you burn my toast
I'm rolling now, I should make it home by Friday
Lots of guys would have done it, but I just come close
I've come awful close, nearly almost
I got right next to it, but I couldn't do it
Heaven knows, I've come awful close
Yeah, I come close, honey
But I'm rolling on in home, so put on that fresh pot of coffee
Tell you what, go and get a steak out of the freezer
And we'll open up a bottle of that good Napa Valley wine
And have ourself a good time
Your daddy's rolling on in home, baby
Come awful close, but I never done you wrong
You know that, honey
Yes, gonna pay the bills when we get home, too
Made a little money on this run
We do all right...
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Writer(s): Ann J. Morton
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