[Verse 1] I met you by the feed-store clock at quarter after four, You were buying one light bulb and I was buying nothing more. You said your truck had learned to sigh whenever it was still; I said mine only tells the truth when parked against a hill. [Pre-Chorus] You laughed like loose change tumbling down a stair, I knew my careful plans were going nowhere. [Chorus] Well, love’s a two-step in a borrowed pair of shoes, You lead me right, I trip, we call it news. If life’s a crooked fence, we’ll lean and make it hold; You bring the jokes, I’ll bring the coat against the cold. [Verse 2] We took the county road where every mile had seen a fight, The moon was like a dinner plate somebody left outside. You told me you could mend a heart with baling wire and thread; I said mine’s mostly secondhand, but it still turns ahead. [Pre-Chorus] You grinned and said, “That’s better than brand-new,” I said, “It’s cheaper, and it sounds a lot like you.” [Chorus] Well, love’s a two-step in a borrowed pair of shoes, You lead me right, I trip, we call it news. If life’s a crooked fence, we’ll lean and make it hold; You bring the jokes, I’ll bring the coat against the cold. [Verse 3] At the diner you stole my pie and left me half your tea, Said sharing makes a rich man out of broke folks such as we. The waitress wrote “good luck” beneath the check in blue; I tipped her with a promise I’d come back with you. [Bridge] My wallet’s like a tumbleweed: it rolls when the wind blows, My luck’s a little mule that stops wherever it goes. But when you take my arm, the whole town seems less wide— Like a bad map drawn by somebody who’s finally on our side. [Chorus] Well, love’s a two-step in a borrowed pair of shoes, You lead me right, I trip, we call it news. If life’s a crooked fence, we’ll lean and make it hold; You bring the jokes, I’ll bring the coat against the cold. [Outro] So if that old truck sighs, we’ll let it have its say, We’ve got one good joke and half a tank to get away. Love’s a two-step, and the road can take its toll— You bring the jokes, I’ll bring the coat, and we’ll keep rolling home.
