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
Takes 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
Shes the only thing that keeps this world from driving me crazy
I just hit that city limit
Yeah, that’s 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