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 Time 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 use 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

I've always been a "do it my way" drifter
Another highway, another town
Never thought about 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 use 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 use 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