You Comb Her Hair Every Morning - The Statler Brothers

I know that you’re wondering who I dream about

And if I’ve met someone who thrills me so

Well, I finally met a girl who turns me inside out

I’ll tell you 'bout her for you ought to know

You comb her hair every morning

And make sure she’s dressed just right

You comb her hair every morning

And put her to bed every night

When she’s around me sometimes I can hardly speak

I stammer and I act just like a fool

And just to hold her hand in mine makes me feel weak

You know her honey, don’t you know it’s you

You comb her hair every morning

And make sure she’s dressed just right

You comb her hair every morning

And put her to bed every night

You comb her hair every morning