•♥• American Honey •♥•

“American Honey”

She grew up on the side of the road
Where the church bells ring
And strong love grows
She grew up good
She grew up slow
Like American honey

Steady as a preacher
Free as a weed
Couldn’t wait to get going
But wasn’t quite ready to leave
So innocent, pure and sweet
American honey

There’s a wild, wild whisper
Blowin’ in the wind
Callin’ out my name
Like a long lost friend
Oh, I miss those days
As the years go by
Oh, nothin’ sweeter than summertime
And American honey

Get caught in the race of this crazy life
Tryin’ to be everything
Can make you lose your mind
I just wanna go back in time
To American honey

There’s a wild, wild whisper
Blowin’ in the wind
Callin’ out my name
Like a long lost friend
Oh, I miss those days
As the years go by
Oh, nothin’ sweeter than summertime
And American honey

Gone for so long now
I gotta get back to her somehow
To American honey

There’s a wild wild whisper
Blowin’ in the wind
Callin’ out my name
Like a long lost friend
Oh, I miss those days
As the years go by
Nothin’ sweeter than summertime
And American honey
And American honey

~ She Grew Up Good ~ She Grew Up Slow ~

~ She Grew Up Good ~ She Grew Up Slow ~

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