Lyrics
Verse 1
I find it folded when I’m miles from townThree short words in your hurried handI read it twice with the engine lowAnd the hard day can’t take what I already know
Chorus
Note in my pocketGets me throughNote in my pocketI love you
Verse 2
You sneak it in while I’m tying my bootsNever make a speech, never need proofJust that scrap of paper against my chestTurns a long shift into something blessed
Chorus
Note in my pocketGets me throughNote in my pocketI love you
Bridge
I kept every one in a drawer at homeA stack of quiet I can call my ownWorld can get ugly and the work can stingI got your handwriting under my wing
Verse 3
Tonight I’ll put the newest one awayKiss the top of your head and I won’t sayYou already wrote what I needed saidGirl, you feed this man more than bread
Chorus
Note in my pocketGets me throughNote in my pocketI love you
Bridge
If I ever lose my rough old wayLeave me a line and I’ll find the dayKeep slipping love where my hands can reachThat’s the kind of sermon you always preach