With You I Am - Cody Johnson

I’ve never been a «Cool Hand Luke»

The quarterback of the winning team

Or the guy with the right kinda punch-lines

Everybody wants to be

I never was that lucky ol' cuss with a straight flush in his hand

Oh, but with you, I am

I ain’t no Patrick Swayze, my old boots never danced on air

Never walked with a swag looking sharp as a tack

Lit up like Times Square

Who’s that guy with a big old smile as wide as the Rio Grande

Oh, with you I am

Strong as an oak, soft like leather

High as a pine and light as a feather

The same ol' boy but a whole lot better

Whenever you’re holding my hand

I used to poke fun at them punch-drunk lovers

I never thought I’d be that man

Oh but with you, I am

Oh baby with you, I am

I’ve always been a «do it my way» drifter

Another highway, another town

Never thought 'bout that little white house

With a porch all the way around

Yeah I never saw me on a swing talking sweet talking dreams

But I’ll be damned

With you I am

Strong as an oak, soft like leather

High as a pine and light as a feather

The same ol' boy but a whole lot better

Whenever you’re holding my hand

I used to poke fun at them punch-drunk lovers

I never thought I’d be that man

Oh baby with you, I am

Strong as an oak, soft like leather

High as a pine and light as a feather

The same ol' boy but a whole lot better

Whenever you’re holding my hand

I used to poke fun at them punch-drunk lovers

I never thought I’d be that man

Oh baby with you, I am

Oh baby with you, I am

With you, I am