Had lips like candy,
Hair floating like water,
Skin like velvet made the whole damn world slow down,
She was a preacher’s daughter,
Never did what daddy taught her,
And the rebel in her soul brought her to me,
The river was cold and the river was wide,
She flowed from the mountain,
Straight across the great divide,
And her heart ran cold,
But her love runs deep,
She’s fire on the mountain,
wrecking everyone she meets,
She’s like rain when she rolls in
But that sunshine in her thunder
Makes the loneliest heart wonder
If the ride is worth the pain
Might not be storm clouds in sight
Oh but don’t you worry friend
She’s coming around the bend
She’s holding lightning in both hands

Zac brown band



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