Poet 
: 5
Verse 1
You’re the twang in my old guitar,
The glow of a rusty barnyard star.
A backroad breeze, a neon night,
You turn my gray skies Sunday bright.
Chorus
Girl, you’re sweeter than sweet tea poured slow,
Deeper than a river’s bluegrass flow.
With you, every wrong feels right,
You’re my firefly in the Tennessee night.
Verse 2
When the rains came and my wheels got stuck,
You held the map, never lost your luck.
Your laugh’s the tune my heart beats to,
A love this real’s once in a lifetime true.
Chorus
Yeah, you’re sweeter than sweet tea poured slow,
Deeper than a river’s bluegrass flow.
With you, every wrong feels right,
You’re my firefly in the Tennessee night.
Bridge
Angels hum when you walk by,
Moonlight leans in, sighs, “Oh my…”
If heaven’s got a front porch view,
It’s borrowin’ all its light from you.
Chorus
‘Cause you’re sweeter than sweet tea poured slow,
Deeper than a river’s bluegrass flow.
With you, every wrong feels right,
You’re my firefly in the Tennessee night.
Outro
So here’s to dirt roads and your hand in mine—
Darlin’, thanks for stealin’ my wasted time.
You’re the hymn this old soul’s been tryin’ to find.