You Never Know - Alan Jackson

You can let a gal with freckles on her face

String your blonde hair and a 20 inch waist

Caught my eye like a little red car

She shook my hand and she grabbed my heart

Lord, you never know, no, you never know

You never know when love’s gonna walk right through that door

Brunette hair and big brown eyes

Perfect little bottom like a rollercoaster ride

Waiting on her table with her lazy anchor on

Big tip, later, lord she let me drive her home

Lord, you never know, no, you never know

You never know when love’s gonna walk right through that door

You never know, you never know

I was down in Atlanta on a Sunday afternoon

Backed into a Honda with a woman dressed in blue

First she wasn’t happy but the chemistry began

Two Daiquiri’s later, lord, we’re walking hand in hand

Lord, you never know, no, you never know

You never know when love’s gonna walk right through that door

So the moral to the story is you better be aware

Love might hit you 'fore you ever know it’s there

So keep your motor running and keep it in gear

Listen real close she might just whisper in your ear

Lord, you never know, no, you never know

You never know when love’s gonna walk right through that door

No, you never know, ah, you never know

You never know when love’s gonna walk right through that door

You never know when love’s gonna walk right through that door