[ Featuring
Conway Twitty ]
Well, she packed my bags and kicked me out
When we were havin' bad times
Looking back I can see it was over nothin'
Since then there's been too much red wine
And women messin' up my mind
But nothin' can compare with baby's lovin'
At two o'clock this mornin' I made up my mind
I'm gonna go back home to my sweet baby
I'm lookin' though the window at the city for the last time
Lord, knows this life it'll drive me crazy
Well, I walked out on the highway
Caught a semi headed home
I hope she'll take me back, oh, Lord I'm prayin'
Now I'm standin' at the front door
Hopin' I'll find her all alone
Then I heard her sweet voice sayin'
And she said
If you touch me, you've got to love me
And if you love me
You'll have to stay with me forever
And I'll forgive you
And love will be like it should be
So if you touch me, you've got to love me
If you touch me, you've got to love me
