Intro: / (You’re gonna have to play around with the picking) I can’t count the barns I’ve past Painted red white and black See rock city And up ahead there’s a turn Take me right through Gatlinberg I hear it’s pretty Maybe some other time I can’t slow down Right across that state line Right about now Chorus: Her hairs still wet from her bath Shes sitting on her front porch with a glass Of iced tea In my sweat shirt And 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 love waiting on me This I gotta see This I gotta see I cant 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 and that a pretty good sign If I pick It Up a bit I’ll be right on time Chorus: Her hairs still wet from her bath Shes sitting on her front porch with a glass Of iced tea In my sweat shirt And 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 love waiting on me This I gotta see This I gotta see The Bridge just keeps the same pattern /