A worn out coat and a cold North wind
In a world of strangers I found a friend
She took me and this old guitar in
And loved away the chill
Chasing dreams since the day we met
She's had no complaints and no regrets
While I ain't beat old Nashville yet
But Lord she thinks I will
She's a lover of lost causes
Stray dogs and faded roses
She believes the South will rise again
She's a lover of lost causes
Worn out jeans and slow waltzes
She sees more than other people see
And somehow she can see the good in me
I spend my nights in smoky bars
Boyhood dreams they die so hard
But I can't put down this old guitar
It's all I'll ever be
Good times come and good times go
The rain falls on music road
But through it all somehow I know
She won't give up on me
She's a lover of lost causes
Stray dogs and faded roses
She believes the South will rise again
She's a lover of lost causes
Worn out jeans and slow waltzes
She sees more than other people see
And somehow she can see the good in me
