Fools Fall In Love

Fools Fall In Love — Butch Hancock
Fools fall in love
Wise men they fall too
Wise men hit the bottle
Lord, fools just fall on thru
They fill out empty spaces
Like fingers fill a glove
I must be a fool
Because fools fall in love
Fools fall in love
Beneath the neon lights
Fools fall in love
On a long hot summer night
They feel no hesitation
They seldom need a shove
They just start out leaning over
And then fools fall in love
Fools fall in love
It’s so easy to deceive
Fools fall in love
On a long cold winter’s eve
Clouds in the sky
Snowflakes up above
The logs are on the fire
That’s when fools fall in love
Fools fall in love
Like ashes in that fire
Fools fall to pieces
And the flames keep jumping higher
On and on, more and more
They never have enough
I must be a fool
Because fools fall in love
Fools fall in love
They just can’t resist
Fools fall in love
They don’t even have to kiss
They breath and sigh, sound like
A lonesome mourning dove
I must be a fool
Because fools fall in love