Turf's Up

作曲 : Paisley, Rogers

Somebody's gotta scratch your back,

the places you can't reach

Say something that'll make you laugh,

that's exactly what you need,

And I hope that's me, I hope that's me.

Somebody's gonna get dressed up

and take you out for valentine's,

Get lots of jealous looks thinking

that's one lucky guy,

And I hope that's me, I hope that's me.

And you, you keep on wondering who,

is gonna love you like I already do,

and I keep wondering when you'll see,

that eventually.

Somebody's gonna throw on a (??),

when your fever hits a hundred and two,

go down and pick your prescription up,

and come home and fix you soup,

And I hope that's me, I hope that's me.

Somebody's gonna buy a ring,

Somebody's gonna make you cry,

Somebody's gonna lift that veil,

And get to look into your eyes,

And I hope that's me, I hope that's me.

Cause you, you keep on wondering who,

is gonna love you like I already do,

and I keep wondering when you'll see,

maybe eventually.

Old man on a front porch swing,

Looking back on his long life,

Glass of ice tea in his hand,

Other arm around his wife.

And I hope that's you, I hope that's me.

I hope that's you, and I hope that's me.

I hope that's you, and I hope that's me.

I hope that's you, and I hope that's me.

I hope that's me