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