I can't count the barns I've past   Painted red, white and black   See Rock city   And up ahead there's a turn   Take me right through Gatlinberg   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 and 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 love 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 drivin' me crazy      I just hit that city limit   Yeah and that a pretty good sign   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 and 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 love waitin' on me   This I gotta see, this I gotta see, yeah      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 and 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 love waitin' on me   This I gotta see, this I gotta see