Whites Creek

On the back road down home Carolina roots

In the slow roll fishin’ boat ol muddy boots

That’s where I go on my own, talkin’ to you

On the green grass growing under skies so blue

CHORUS

Some feel You from a whiskey bottle

Some read You in a dusty bible

But I find You with me

Little house, lovers arms, down in Whites Creek

Some meet You underneath the steeple

Some see You in a crowd of people

But I find You with me

Little house, lovers arms, down in Whites Creek

On the long nights, good cries, spilling our truths

From the first time rewind back to my youth

In the hard times sometimes maybe it’s true

That a little goes long way when I’m with You

CHORUS

Some feel You from a whiskey bottle

Some read You in a dusty bible

But I find You with me

Little house, lovers arms, down in Whites Creek

Some meet You underneath the steeple

Some see You in a crowd of people

But I find You with me

Little house, lovers arms, down in Whites Creek

Bridge

Down by the fire singing our songs

Laughing and talking til mornin’ comes

Finding our peace dreamin’ big dreams

It’s good, it’s God, it’s you and me