This I Gotta See

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 through Galtinburg, I hear it's pretty.

Maybe some other time. I can't slow down.

Right across that state line. Right about now.

Her hair's still wet from her bath.

She's sitting on the front porch, with a glass of ice tea.

In my sweat shirt, in her bare feet.

This I gotta see.

If I hurry I can catch. The colors on her skin from that sunset.

And her face and that look.

Waiting on me.

This I gotta see.... 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 that's a pretty good sign.

And if i pick it up a bit.

I'll be right on time.

Her hair's still wet from her bath.

She's sitting on the front porch, with a glass of ice tea.

In my sweat shirt, in her bare feet.

This I gotta see.

If I can hurry I can catch. The colors on her skin from that sunset.

And her face and that look.

Waiting on me.

This I gotta see.... This I gotta see.

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