Our Song (Acoustic)

(album: Covers (Acoustic) - 2021)

She was riding shotgun with her hair undone
In the front seat of my car
I've got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
The other on her heart
She looked around, turned the radio down
And said, "Baby, is something wrong?"
She says, "Nothing, I was just thinking
How we don't have a song", and I say

Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneaking out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone and she talks real slow
'Cause it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I shoulda have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again

She was walking up the front porch steps
After everything that day
Had gone all wrong and been trampled on
And lost and thrown away
Got to the hallway, well on my way
To a loving bed
She almost didn't notice all the roses
And the note that said

Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneaking out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone and she talks real slow
'Cause it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I shoulda have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again

I've heard every album, listened to the radio
Waited for something to come along
That was as good as our song

Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneaking out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone and she talks real slow
'Cause it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date, "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I shoulda have"
And when I got home, 'fore I said "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again