I can´t count the barns I´ve passed Painted red, white and black See Rock City And up ahead there´s a turn Take me right through Gatlinburg
I hear its pretty Maybe some other time I can´t slow down Right across that state line Right about now Her hair still wet from her bath She´s sitting on the front porch With a glass of iced tea In my sweatshirt, in her bare feet This I gotta see If I hurry I can catch The colors on her skin from that sunset Her face and that look waitin´ on me This I gotta see I can´t wait to get to her Man I wish I were There already She´s the only thing that keeps
This world from driving me Crazy I just hit that city limit Yeah and thats a pretty good sign And if I pick it up a bit I´ll be right on time Her hair still wet from her bath She´s sitting on the front porch With a glass of iced tea In my sweatshirt, in her bare feet This I gotta see If I hurry I can catch The colors on her skin from that sunset Her face and that look waitin´ on me This I gotta see Her hair still wet from her bath She´s sitting on the front porch With a glass of iced tea
In my sweatshirt, in her bare feet This I gotta see If I hurry I can catch The colors on her skin from that sunset Her face and that look waitin´ on me This I gotta see Yeah this I gotta see