I cant count the barns Ive passed   Painted red, white and black   See Rock City   And up ahead theres a turn   Takes me right through Gatlinburg   I hear its pretty   Maybe some other time, I cant slow down   Right across that state line, right about now      Her hair still wet from her bath   She's sitting on the front porch with a glass of iced tea   In my sweatshirt, in her barefeet, this I gotta see   If I hurry I can catch   The colors on her skin from that sunset   Her face and that look waitin on me, this I gotta see.      I cant wait to get to her, man   I wish I were there already   Shes the only thing that keeps this world from driving me crazy   I just hit that city limit   Yeah, thats a pretty good sign   And if I pick it up a bit, Ill be right on time      Her hair still wet from her bath   She's sitting on the front porch with a glass of iced tea   In my sweatshirt, in her barefeet, this I gotta see   If I hurry I can catch   The colors on her skin from that sunset   Her face and that look waitin on me, this I gotta see