Darrell Scott Follow

IN A BAR, IN A HOTEL, IN ATLANTA, DOWNTOWN
HES A LONG WAY FROM HOME
AND HES POURIN’ ’EM DOWN
THERE’S A LADY IN WAITING
A WARM MIDNIGHT FRIEND
OH, BUT IT’S THAT SWEET SOUTHERN COMFORT AGAIN

IT’S COOL CONVERSATION
IT’S COURAGE IN A GLASS
HE DON’T TELL HER HE’S MARRIED
AND SHE DON’T EVEN ASK
THERE’S JUST LIVING FOR THE MOMENT
LET THE GOOD TIMES BEGIN
HE GOT TOO CLOSE TO COMFORT AGAIN

SWEET SOUTHERN COMFORT
CROSSING THE LINE
LYING WITH STRANGERS ONE MORE LAST TIME
CHEATING IS A GAME WHERE NOBODY WINS
HE GOT TOO CLOSE TO COMFORT AGAIN

WITH THE RING ON HIS FINGER
HE HOLDS THE DOOR WIDE
AND THERE’S NO HESITATING AS THEY BOTH STEP INSIDE
TO LAY DOWN AN IMPRESSION THAT’S SWEETER THAN SIN
OH, BUT IT’S THAT SWEET, SWEET SOUTHERN COMFORT AGAIN

AND HE LOOKS IN THE MIRROR IN THE COLD MORNING LIGHT
AND HE STARES AT A YOUNG MAN WITH AGE IN HIS EYES
HE STARTED THIS DANCE BUT THE SONG HAS NO END
HE GOT TOO CLOSE TO COMFORT AGAIN

SWEET SOUTHERN COMFORT
AND CROSSING THE LINE
LYING WITH STRANGERS ONE MORE LAST TIME
SHE IS A GAME WHERE NOBODY WINS
NO HE GOT TOO CLOSE TO COMFORT AGAIN