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Luke Bryan

Southern And Slow

 

Southern And Slow


I need to find a country station
Where the DJ's heart is breaking
Playing Jones and Merle and Waylon all damn day
I'm so sick of doing 90
Need a road that's so damn windy
Leads to somewhere no one finds this Chevrolet

I need slow and southern
Like a Sunday
Like muddy water rolling by a riverbank
Like some sleepy little town, down with the moon
Living like honey dripping off a spoon
Like the sun that takes an hour to get behind the water tower
'Bout the speed of watching wildflowers grow
Ain't but two ways this old boy's gonna go
Slow and southern, southern and slow

Yeah, I'm over wild-ass women
Getting gone in a New York minute
Aww, but girl, something tells me that ain't you
I wanna take my sweet time
Like the slow buzz of that sweet shine
Nothing keeps me high quite like you do
When you love me

Slow and southern
Like a Sunday
Like muddy water rolling by a riverbank
Like some sleepy little town, down with the moon
Living like honey dripping off a spoon
Like the sun that takes an hour to get behind the water tower
'Bout the speed of watching wildflowers grow
Ain't but two ways this old boy's gonna go
Slow and southern, southern and slow, southern and slow
Southern and slow, yeah

Whoa oh, girl, right now that's all I'm needing
Whoa oh, just take me there and keep it

Slow and southern
Like a Sunday
Like muddy water rolling by a riverbank
Like some sleepy little town, down with the moon
Living like honey dripping off a spoon
Like the sun that takes an hour to get behind the water tower
'Bout the speed of watching wildflowers grow
Ain't but two ways this old boy's gonna go
Slow and southern, southern and slow, yeah
Southern and slow
Southern and slow

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