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You Got to Me | James McMurtry

You Got to Me - Written by James McMurtry Recorded Live June 3, 2023 Live from Norfolk Street is an on-going concert series recorded live at McGonigel's Mucky Duck in Houston, Texas. Our live-streamed concert series is listener supported. For access to our catalog of full length shows, extras, encores, and interviews, become a contributing member at: https://livefromnorfolkstreet.com/ Lyrics: To celebrate undying faith We're gathered here like drifted wrecks For a late September wedding October breathing down our necks And I knew this town in another time I knew this town a younger man With the world in my hip pocket And a subway token in my hand... You got to me And they got candle light and a reggae band Champagne by the bucket load Limos lined up down the curb To take us where we need to go And I need to go somewhere I've been To find the place I lost the trail Way back then, so long ago I don't suppose you even know you got to me Brought all this empty down on top of me You got to me We danced between the snowflakes falling Tripping on the cobblestones And the trolley tracks, we had it all then Christmas break, your roommates gone We stoked the fire and let it burn Til the embers glowed in the morning light Trust in the tangle of skin on skin I've not known quite that feeling since you got to me Brought all this empty down on top of me I didn't know that we were not to be But I know a thing or two now The wedding party's raging yet How the old and desperate misbehave The limo smells like cocaine sweat Cheap perfume and aftershave It's gotta be one of these row house doors I knew the number long ago I'll step out on the curb And tell the driver "just go on and go" And you got to me Brought all this empty down on top of me I didn't know now that we were not to be But I know a thing or two now The paper boy wants a smoke Leans his bike against a tree And he's tired and cold and broke And he don't know what to make of me Standing here in my three piece suit Standing here just like I am With my vest unbuttoned and my necktie loose Impervious to all abuse You got to me Brought all this empty down on top of me Off on a thousand dollar odyssey And I know a thing or two now