A worn-out coat and a cold north wind In a world of strangers, I found a friend
She took me and this old guitar in And loved the way that she'll
Chasin' dreams since the day we met She's had no complaints and no regrets
I ain't beat old Nashville yet But Lord, she thinks I will
She's a lover of lost causes Stray dogs and faded roses
She believes the South will rise again She's a lover of lost causes
Worn-out jeans and slow waltzes She sees more than other people see
And somehow, she can see the good in me
I spend my nights in smoky bars Boy, her dreams, they die so hard
But I can't put down this old guitar It's all I'll ever be
Good times come and good times go Rain falls hard on music grow
But through it all, somehow I know She won't give up on me
She's a lover of lost causes Stray dogs and faded roses
She believes the South will rise again She's a lover of lost causes
Worn-out jeans and slow waltzes She sees more than other people see
And somehow, she can see the good in me