Weyerhaeuser Land

Jade moved down from a up north town Prettiest thing, three counties round Yeah, papa was a Fogerty fortunate son Buying up property one by one She don't like the smell of the pulp wood air Rather be sitting anywhere but here She don't like the dirt and ain't into grits And hates she had to move to a place like This ol' town she keeps on putting down Won't be long, she's all about some Little loving in the long leaf pines Lay right beside me by Creek Moran Get lost in the dead of night Way off on Weyerhaeuser land Back and forth from the county line Run down the middle of a rural route road Take this heart and this hand of mine Don't you look back and don't you let go She ain't used to the heat down here The rooster crowing that'll bend your ear Yeah, sitting on the fence and she ain't convinced 'Til the song of the south sounds something like this This ol' town she keeps on putting down Won't be long, she's all about some Little loving in the long leaf pines Lay right beside me by Creek Moran Get lost in the dead of night Way off on Weyerhaeuser land Back and forth from the county line Run down the middle of a rural route road Take this heart and this hand of mine You know you wanna Little loving in the long leaf pines Lay right beside me by Creek Moran Get lost in the dead of night Way off on Weyerhaeuser land Back and forth from the county line Run down the middle of a rural route road Take this heart and this hand of mine Don't you look back and don't you let go Yeah, don't you let go