I’d Come Back If You’d Just Call Song Lyrics by Elle King
… I remember all them summersWe’d get drunk and go to bed
Playing ’til my fingers bled You’d sing the songs and I’d sing with you… Looking back at all them memoriesThat you need me, let me know
Lord, I hate to sleep alone But if you ever get the notion… ‘Cause it’s just two hours to get there, babeI need a little warmth on a night so cold Singing songs you used to sing The one about the lady in the long black veil Should have seen the warnings signs But Lord, I love to hear you wail High and lonesome, hard and strong Even if it was a little out of tune Hotter than socks on a jersey giant Lord, I thought you hung the moon
I can make it back about an hour or so Hold you close against my skin… Lord, I thought you hung the moon
… I remember all them wintersBundle up and go to town
Drinking Woodford ’til we drowned We’d get wind about a party… Never worry ’bout the policeAnd I’d come back if you’d just call
Never worried much at all I miss those nights of reckless glory… ‘Cause it’s just two hours to get there, babeI need a little warmth on a night so cold Singing songs you used to sing The one about the lady in the long black veil Should have seen the warnings signs But Lord, I love to hear you wail High and lonesome, hard and strong Even if it was a little out of tune Hotter than socks on a jersey giant Lord, I thought you hung the moon
I can make it back about an hour or so Hold you close against my skin… I left town when we were overAnd every memory yelled your name
‘Cause it didn’t feel the same Every backroad had a memory… ‘Cause it’s just two hours to get there, babeI need a little warmth on a night so cold Singing songs you used to sing The one about the lady in the long black veil Should have seen the warnings signs But Lord, I love to hear you wail High and lonesome, hard and strong Even if it was a little out of tune Hotter than socks on a jersey giant Lord, I thought you hung the moon
I can make it back about an hour or so Hold you close against my skin… Lord, I thought you hung the moon