Casually sittin' in a bar relaxing
Just sippin' on a drink, white wine
Monday, turn around
Little girl gonna sing
Well she's really pretty then suddenly
I don't know what's happening
Something 'bout a bus, and a boy, and Nashville
Forgot how to think
What's going on?
She's a Tennessee Daughter of a Jesusy mother
She's got lips like Burgundy wine
She's got hips like a princess and hair like a goddess
And eyes that make you see the Divine
She's a beauty like a morning sunrise
When you see her smile it'll make you high
She's got a voice like an angel and the power to make you
Feel things deep inside
That you've been trying to hide
Intentionally approaching her with caution
She's sipping on a drink, vodka soda
Monday
You turn around
Little girl smiling
Well she says thank you then awkwardly
Shake her hand then leave
Don't think about her much that following week
But something's happening
What's going on?
She's a Tennessee Daughter of a Jesusy mother
She's got lips like Burgundy wine
She's got hips like a princess and hair like a goddess
And eyes that make you see the Divine
She's a beauty like a morning sunrise
When you see her smile it'll make you high
She's got a voice like an angel and the power to make you
Feel things deep inside
You've been trying to hide
It's not that I love her
Or wanna make her mine
I just can't stop dreaming of her
All of the time
She's a Tennessee Daughter of a Jesusy mother
She's got lips like Burgundy wine
She's got hips like a princess and hair like a goddess
And eyes that make you see the Divine
She's a beauty like a morning sunrise
When you see her smile it'll make you high
She's got a voice like an angel and the power to make you
Feel things deep inside
You've been trying to hide
You've been trying to hide
You've been keeping inside