She believes that movies were better when they were black and white
Sometimes wishes she was born in a simpler time
She's got an innocence that draws me in with every smile
Makes me want to hang my hat – and stay awhile
She's my white picket fence
The only thing that makes sense to me
She's a front porch serenade
Sweet Tea on a sunny day
She's everywhere I wanna be
She's home to me
She'd be happy with a fixer upper on a small town road
With a little yard where roses and kids can grow
And a cobblestone path that leads right up to a welcome mat
And ain't nothin' I wouldn't do in this world to give her that
Cause She's my white picket fence
The only thing that makes sense to me
She's a front porch serenade
Sweet Tea on a sunny day
She's everywhere I wanna be
She's home to me
No it don't much matter where we spend forever
Long as we're right there together
Cause She's my white picket fence
The only thing that makes sense to me
She's a front porch serenade
Sweet Tea on a sunny day
She's everywhere I wanna be
She's home to me
She's home to me