flannery

Three years she's been in a coma
In a hospital in Pauls Valley, Oklahoma
I go to visit her three times every week
Each time I leave I kiss her on the cheek

No woman's flesh but hers will I touch
No woman's flesh but hers

I was drunk that nite
I was higher than a kite
Had my hand down inside her jeans
Next thing I know, I heard my baby scream

No woman's flesh but hers will I touch
No woman's flesh but hers

The car rolled over three times at least
Landed on its roof like a wounded beast
The medics brought out the jaws of life
It took them three hours to free me and my wife

No woman's flesh but hers will I touch
No woman's flesh but hers

Three hours not one word was spoken
Found out later her neck was broken
Three years she's been in a coma
Back in Pauls Valley, Oklahoma

No woman's flesh but hers will I touch
No woman's flesh but hers

I go to visit her three times a week
And when I leave I kiss her on the cheek
I was drunk
I was drunk that night

No woman's flesh but hers will I touch
No woman's flesh but hers
No woman's
No
-Johnny Dowd

www.johnnydowd.com