Casually sittin' in a bar relaxing Just sippin' on a drink, white wine Monday, turn around Little girl gonna sing Well she's really pretty then suddenly I don't know what's happening Something 'bout a bus, and a boy, and Nashville Forgot how to think What's going on? She's a Tennessee Daughter of a Jesusy mother She's got lips like Burgundy wine She's got hips like a princess and hair like a goddess And eyes that make you see the Divine She's a beauty like a morning sunrise When you see her smile it'll make you high She's got a voice like an angel and the power to make you Feel things deep inside That you've been trying to hide Intentionally approaching her with caution She's sipping on a drink, vodka soda Monday You turn around Little girl smiling Well she says thank you then awkwardly Shake her hand then leave Don't think about her much that following week But something's happening What's going on? She's a Tennessee Daughter of a Jesusy mother She's got lips like Burgundy wine She's got hips like a princess and hair like a goddess And eyes that make you see the Divine She's a beauty like a morning sunrise When you see her smile it'll make you high She's got a voice like an angel and the power to make you Feel things deep inside You've been trying to hide It's not that I love her Or wanna make her mine I just can't stop dreaming of her All of the time She's a Tennessee Daughter of a Jesusy mother She's got lips like Burgundy wine She's got hips like a princess and hair like a goddess And eyes that make you see the Divine She's a beauty like a morning sunrise When you see her smile it'll make you high She's got a voice like an angel and the power to make you Feel things deep inside You've been trying to hide You've been trying to hide You've been keeping inside