Welcome, would you?
Do this thing, baby.
How you doing?
I'm on this front porch down in Macon
Watching the cars go by
There's a plane breaking through the clouds
Don't even care where it flies
And that old dog he's a howling
As that evening train rolls on It used to be the old me
Would have already been gone
But there's a woman
Gave this rambling heart a home
She's soft and sweet and when I'm weak
She's so strong
She ain't into changing me
And that's why I'll never leave
She makes me want to be a better man
Now there's a woman
Still
got that sticker-covered suitcase That's been from L.A.
to New York
And those old worn-out traveling boots Sit there empty by the door
And the old dog's on the front porch Hell,
he don't want to stray
He probably knew before I did
That I was here to stay
Cause there's a woman Who gave this rambling heart a home
She's soft and sweet and when I'm weak
She's so strong
She ain't into changing me
And that's why I'll never leave
She makes me want to be a better man
Now there's a woman
Now
there's a woman Who gave this rambling heart a home
She's soft and sweet when I'm weak,
she's so strong.
And she ain't into changing me,
and that's why I'll never leave.
Oh, she makes me wanna be a better man.
Yeah, there's a woman.
There's a woman.
Yeah, there's a woman.
You know there's a woman.
There's a woman.
Jeff Silva, y'all.
Come on, make him welcome tonight.