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She's as sweet as a Granny Smith,  
Easy as a bed of nails
She's coming on like a freight train
When you're tied down to the rails
Oh, but now she's got me good, and
Her smile says, "This ain't no time to think about sin."
You know, I'll die of a thickened skin, if her love don't do me in

She's a flash flood on an August day
She's steady as a leaf in a storm
Kind as a Minnesota blizzard,
And sometimes she's just as warm
Oh, but now I've got her good, but
Her smile says, she don't mind letting me win
You know, I'll die of a thickened skin, if her love don't do me in

She's the rumor of gold in the riverbed
She's the crack as you step on the ice
She's the kinda song that gets stuck in your head
She's the fix as you roll the dice
I could lie and say I've had enough, but
My smile says, I can take it right here on the chin
You know, I'll die of a thickened skin, if her love don't do me in

Credits:

PW:  resonator and lap steel guitars, vocals
Bob Beach:  harmonica
Cheryl Prashker:  drums
Don Porterfield:  bass


written by Pat Wictor (Tell A Tale Music/BMI)

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