That old picture frame keeps hangin' 'round. Cause' I ain't ready yet to take it down. But every now and then I'll slam the door. Shake it loose and she'll hit the floor.
There's things in my life that I've been missin'. The touch of a woman, and lovin' after dark. Come here lately, with the woman I've been kissin'. She comes from Kentucky, boys, and she don't have a heart.