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

Will take me right through Gatlinburg, I hear it's pretty

Maybe some other time

I can't slow down

Right across that state line

Right about now

Her hair's still wet from her bath

She's sittin' on the front porch with a glass

Of iced tea, in my sweat shirt, 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 driving me crazy

I just hit that city limit

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 iced tea, in my sweat shirt, 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

Her hair's still wet from her bath

She's sittin' on the front porch with a glass

Of iced tea, in my sweat shirt, 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