Lyrics

She's sleepin' in the back porch hammock in her white sun dress Yeah Just watchin' her sleepin', Lord it steals my breathe 5 foot 5 with dark brown eyes and a smile you can't ignore She thinks she's just Ginny from Virginia but she's so much more To me she's a Sunday sermon makes me wanta be a better man Sets me free like a truck tire turnin' down a dirt road in Alabam And yes she moves like the breeze through the cotton with the hot sun beatin' down And when she lays her kiss on my mouth it's like summer in the south I remember the night we met 'neath that July moon We were watchin' the fireworks and feelin' em' too I thought I had all I could ever want, all I could need and nothing more But I soon found she was everything I didn't know I was lookin' for To me she's a Sunday sermon makes me wanta be a better man Sets me free like a truck tire turnin' down a dirt road in Alabam And yes she moves like the breeze through the cotton with the hot sun beatin' down And when she lays her kiss on my mouth it's like summer in the south Oooh yeah yeah To me she's a Sunday sermon makes me wanta be a better man Sets me free like a truck tire turnin' down a dirt road in Alabam And yes she moves like the breeze through the cotton with the hot sun beatin' down And when she lays her kiss on my mouth Even when the snow is fallin' down It's like summer in the south Summer in the south
Writer(s): David Cory Lee, Patrick Davis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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