
My Jeffrey
· 3:05 · 0 plays · v3-preview
- nashville sound
- country pop
- acoustic guitar
- 2020s
- contemporary country
- female vocalist
Lyrics
Verse 1
Left my car in the ditch by the creek
Tire blown out
Half past three in the morning
Rattled and scared
Blue grass stained on my Sunday jeans
Pre-Chorus
Dialing numbers
Thumb hovering over the nine
Waiting for a sign
Chorus
I call Jeffrey
My Jeffrey
No sirens no waiting for the squad to arrive
Already driving through the yard to reach my side
He is flying through the pines
My Jeffrey
I call Jeffrey
Verse 2
Twelve miles back to the gravel turn
Sprinting through the storm
Mud on the wheels
Boot on the gas
His engine screams until it finally burns
Pre-Chorus
Safe hands
Knowing he is coming down the line
Cutting out the time
Chorus
I call Jeffrey
My Jeffrey
No sirens no waiting for the squad to arrive
Already driving through the yard to reach my side
He is flying through the pines
My Jeffrey
I call Jeffrey
Bridge
State patrol is thirty minutes north
Neighbors locked the door
Jeff is at the gate
Jeff won't make me wait
Coming through the fence
Coming through the rain
Coming to save me
Chorus
I call Jeffrey
My Jeffrey
No sirens no waiting for the squad to arrive
Already driving through the yard to reach my side
He is flying through the pines
My Jeffrey
I call Jeffrey
Comments
No comments yet.