[Verse 1] He’s a black-coffee mornin’, front porch, pack of smokes With a quick-witted comeback to all my silly jokes His sticks hit those drums like lightning bolts Says my crazy little quirks gave his heart a jolt I bow my head, softly bless the meal He dives right on in, but picks up the bill I mind my tongue, he lets his mouth run free But it’s tender love when he laughs at me [Instrumental turn around] [Verse 2] I start out simple, then I slip off-script One small detail and the whole plot flips I chase backgrounds, take the long way through Rabbit-hole turn on every avenue I say, “To make a long story short,” oh my He doubles over, nearly starts to cry Says, “Girl, your tales always take all night” Then he laughs and spins me ’round in that low lamp light. [Instrumental turn around] [Chorus] Well, he laughs at me, I laugh right back We never learned how to keep it on track He’s the solid ground, I’m the falling tree But he says, “Baby, you can always fall on me!” He keeps time with a beat so hard yet steady I’m hymn-book tender but a blues-stage ready He rolls his eyes, then pulls me to his chest Kisses my brow, laughs and says… “Babes, you’re somethin’ else!” [Instrumental turn around] [Verse 3] I ran my car outta gas on I-64 Didn’t wanna call him ’cause I’ve done it before Missed my turn ’bout thirty miles ago ’Cause I was messin’ with the dial on the radio Tried my debit card at the hotel door Kept on slidin’ and a-tappin’, sayin’, “Why me, Lord?” He just shook his head, used the hotel key And then he laughed at me. [Instrumental turn around] [Verse 4] Got a new machine, so I tried my hand Stitched him potholders from denim and thread Told him to wash ’em once, let the edges fray Now lint's been travelin’ on his shirts for days Said mustard on his sandwich, so what’d I do? I came back from the store with a mess of mushrooms Turned on the wrong burner in a nervous rush Filled the kitchen up with smoke like a cloud of dust. [Bridge] Yeah, he’s the kind of man I need in my life He loves me for me and he takes me in stride He just opened the door and the haze rolled free Held me close and slow-danced and laughed at me. [Instrumental turn around] [Chorus] Well, he laughs at me, I laugh right back We never learned how to keep it on track He’s the solid ground, I’m the falling tree But he says, “Baby, you can always fall on me!” He keeps time with a beat so hard yet steady I’m hymn-book tender but a blues-stage ready He rolls his eyes, then pulls me to his chest Kisses my brow, laughs and says…. “Babes, you’re somethin’ else!” [Instrumental turn around] [Chorus] Well, he laughs at me, I laugh right back We never learned how to keep it on track He’s the solid ground, I’m the falling tree But he says, “Baby, you can always fall on me!” He keeps time with a beat so hard yet steady I’m hymn-book tender but a blues-stage ready He rolls his eyes, then pulls me to his chest Kisses my brow, laughs and says…. “Babes, you’re somethin’ else!” [Pause and refrain] [Tag] He just kisses my brow, laughs and says…. “Ya know....you’re somethin’ else!” [Pause and refrain] But I love his laugh, when he laughs at me! I love his laugh, even when he’s laughin’ at me. I love his laugh, even when he's laughin' at me. [Upbeat instrumental punchy ending]
