We were playing out in Vegas
When this lady pressed her way up to the stage
I forgot what I was singing
When she met me with her meet-me-later gaze
When she threw it on my mic stand
I figured they were probably double D's
That might make for a good story, man
But that don't make it easy loving me
One time I met one of my heroes
And he made me feel real good that I was there
Cause whatever he was smoking, man
It had me spinning circles in my chair
I fell asleep on his bus in Texas
But I woke up in Memphis, Tennessee
And I thought, man, I'm gonna be okay

It might make for a good story, man
But that don't make it easy loving me
But I got a woman
Let me tell you, man, she's something
You won't catch me doing nothing
To ever make her wanna leave
She knows how much I love her, man
But that don't make it easy loving me
When you're living on a bus
And you filled it up
With a bunch of real good-timing boys
Mixing applause and alcohol
And honky-tonk music

You know we're bound to make some noise
But this raking, rambling life
Helps me write the kind of songs I wanna sing
Cause it makes for real good stories, man
But that don't make it easy loving me
But I got a woman
Let me tell you, man, she's something
You won't catch me doing nothing
To ever make her wanna leave
She knows how much I love her, man
But that don't make it easy loving me
Yeah, she knows how much I love her, man
But that don't make it easy loving me
But that don't make it easy loving me
Yeah, she knows how much I love her, man
But that don't make it easy loving me
Cause she knows how much I love her, man
She knows how much I love her, man
Let's make the best of the best
When I say it like this
Let's tense up and try and keep it
Just keep it original
You go off on a ride like this
We'll see you next time.