Sweetwater

She's as gentle as a July breeze Slippin' through the cottonwood trees I was empty as a man could be Until the day I found her Times I find it hard to put into words The Way I feel when I'm away from...

Ain't as easy as it looks To grow flowers in the dirt All of my friends are living under ground Put away your wedding ring Out on Highway 63 Let all your worries take their place in line They love to...