I can't hold it on the road, you're sitting right beside me And I'm drunk out of my mind, merely from the fact That you aren't here And I've not been known as the Saint of San Juaquin And I just as soon right now pull on over To the side of the road and I'll show you what I mean July, you're a woman More than any woman I've ever known Well I cannot see the white lines out before me And you're sitting there with your hand on my collar You're talking in my ear Yeah and I have been around with a gypsy girl named Shannon She's the daughter of the Devil Ain't it strange that I should mention her to you I haven't thought of that girl in years July, you're a woman More than any woman I've ever known I can't hold it on the road you're sitting right beside me And I'm drunk out of my mind Merely from the fact that you are here Yeah, and I have been around with a gypsy girl named Shannon She's the daughter of the Devil Ain't it strange that I should mention her to you I haven't thought of that girl in years