I know that you're wondering who I dream about
And if I met someone who thrills me so
Well, I've finally met a girl who turns me inside out
I'll tell you about her for you ought to know
You comb her hair every mornin'
And make sure she dresses just right
You comb her hair every mornin'
And put her to bed every night
When she's around me sometimes I can hardly speak
I stammer and I walk right into doors
And just to hold her hand in mine makes me feel weak
Oh, you know her honey, she's a friend of yours
You comb her hair every mornin'
And make sure she dresses just right
You comb her hair every mornin'
And put her to bed every night
You Comb Her Hair Video (MV)
Performed By: George Jones
From Album: 50 Years of Hits
Length: 2:42
Written by: HANK COCHRAN, HARLAN HOWARD
George Jones - You Comb Her Hair Lyrics
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I know that you're wondering who I dream about
And if I met someone who thrills me so
Well, I've finally met a girl who turns me inside out
I'll tell you about her for you ought to know
You comb her hair every mornin'
And make sure she dresses just right
You comb her hair every mornin'
And put her to bed every night
When she's around me sometimes I can hardly speak
I stammer and I walk right into doors
And just to hold her hand in mine makes me feel weak
Oh, you know her honey, she's a friend of yours
You comb her hair every mornin'
And make sure she dresses just right
You comb her hair every mornin'
And put her to bed every night
And if I met someone who thrills me so
Well, I've finally met a girl who turns me inside out
I'll tell you about her for you ought to know
You comb her hair every mornin'
And make sure she dresses just right
You comb her hair every mornin'
And put her to bed every night
When she's around me sometimes I can hardly speak
I stammer and I walk right into doors
And just to hold her hand in mine makes me feel weak
Oh, you know her honey, she's a friend of yours
You comb her hair every mornin'
And make sure she dresses just right
You comb her hair every mornin'
And put her to bed every night
Writer: HANK COCHRAN, HARLAN HOWARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Kanjian Music, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, LEGACY OF HARLAN PERRY HOWARD, LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Kanjian Music, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, LEGACY OF HARLAN PERRY HOWARD, LLC
