Fiddler) Come on down the road before the sun Get high in your heart and have some fun Hey, cravin' like the way you look You're open like a child's first book Oh, when you speak it's just like a symphony Oh, your fingers touch me with poetry Don't underestimate what you mean to me You're like a constant glimpse of the rising sun You're like a constant glimpse of the rising sun Come on baby, jump inside my truck Don't worry, you know you got good luck All you do is put your right foot out That move'll show you what's all about