You Comb Her Hair

I know that you wonder who I dream about And if I've met someone who thrills me so Well, I finally met a girl who turns me inside out I'll tell you about her, for you ought to know You comb her hair every mornin' And make sure she's dressed just right You comb her hair every mornin' And put her to bed every night When she's around me, sometimes I can hardly speak I stammer and I walk right into doors And just to hold her hand in mine makes me feel weak Oh, you know her, honey, don't you know it's you You comb her hair every mornin' And make sure she's dressed just right You comb her hair every mornin' And put her to bed every night --- You Comb Her Hair - Johnny Cash