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