This I Gotta See

I can't count the barns I've passed

Painted red, white, and black

See Rock City

And up ahead there's a turn

That'll take me right through Gatlinburg

I hear it's pretty

But maybe some other time, I can't slow down

Right across that state of line

Right about now

Her hair's still wet from her bath

She's sittin' on the front porch with a glass of ice tea

In my sweatshirt, in her bare feet

This I gotta see

If I hurry, I can catch the colors on her skin from that sunset

And her face, and that look, waitin' on me

This I gotta see

This I gotta see

I can't wait to get to her

Man, I wish I were there already

She's the only thing that keeps this world from drivin' me crazy

I just hit that city limit

Oh, yeah, and that's a pretty good sign

And if I pick it up a bit, I'll be right on time

Her hair's still wet from her bath

She's sittin' on the front porch with a glass of ice tea

In my sweatshirt, in her bare feet

This I gotta see

If I hurry, I can catch the colors on her skin from that sunset

And her face and that look, waitin' on me

This I gotta see, yeah

Her hair's still wet from her bath

She's sittin' on the front porch with a glass of ice tea

In my sweatshirt, in her bare feet

This I gotta see

If I hurry, I can catch the colors on her skin from that sunset

And her face and that look, waitin' on me

This I gotta see

This I gotta see