Scotty McCreery все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

I woke up this morning to the hummin' of the engines
Haulin' nature's finest from the Gulf of Mexico
Riding this ol' river is peaceful but it's lonesome
And it makes me wonder how the old folks are at home

Now the years have blown by me like the wind through the pines
But the song of the south is ever sweet as homemade wine
Oh, how I miss those mountains when the laurels are in bloom

Mama hollers "Supper time,
And don't make me tell you twice
Wash your hands and wipe your face.
The table's no place for your toys,
And try to use your inside voice,
Don't dig in 'til we say Grace."
So we put down our forks and bowed our heads
And then she prayed the strangest prayer ever said:

I know I'm still young
But, I know how I feel
I might not have too much experience
But, I know when love is real.

By the way my heart starts pounding
When I look into your eyes
I might look a little silly

It's the Duquoin, Illinois county fair
I could still see her standing there like a dream
Flatbed stage on a little dirt track
She was second row, her hair pulled back
We were young and free

Oh, she could've been mine
But we ran out of summertime

Girl, you know I love talkin' to you on the phone
I could listen to your sweet voice all night long
Yeah, sometimes I can get by, with a, "Sweet dreams, baby, goodnight"
But this time, well, I don't wanna spend it alone
So I'm comin' over, I hope it's alright
Listen for me pullin' into your drive
Look out your window, you'll see my lights
Baby (baby), yeah, girl, I gotta see you tonight

The trouble with girls is they're a mystery
Something about em puzzles me
Spent my whole life trying to figure out
Just what them girls are all about

The trouble with girls is they're so damn pretty
Everything about them does somethin' to me
I guess that's the way it's supposed to be

I set that table up for two
In the same old corner booth
I could set my watch down to the second
He walks through the door
It's that same bottle of red
That same old "How ya been?"
I fill two glasses up just like I've done
A thousand times before

Way up in the mountains, four thousand feet high
There's a trail through the trees to a cliff where Carolina meets the sky
Oh, and there's a view I just can't describe
No, I'm not there yet, just a few more steps, baby wait
Okay, you can open your eyes

This is it, this is now, this is what I've been talking about
Looking out, can't you see forever?