Golden Hair And Gravel

Verse 1

Tin roof vibrating from the humid summer heat

Sweat on my neck

Six pack on ice resting on the passenger seat

I keep looking for the gravel turn

Watching the red tail lights flicker

Pre-Chorus

She's pulling up slow

She's letting it show

The wild way her golden hair starts to blow

Chorus

Top down with the cooler in the middle

Cooler in the middle

Sun setting on the blue bonnet fields

Watching how she feels

Yeah I am falling for the way she pours

Top down with the cooler in the middle

Post-Chorus

Ay ay ay

Pass me a cold one

Ay ay ay

Verse 2

Cutoff denim frayed right at the hip

No ring on her finger

Sipping something strong while she starts to tip

Her head back laughing loud

Lighter than a feathered cloud

Driving through the pine trees

Pre-Chorus

She's pulling up slow

She's letting it show

The wild way her golden hair starts to blow

Chorus

Top down with the cooler in the middle

Cooler in the middle

Sun setting on the blue bonnet fields

Watching how she feels

Yeah I am falling for the way she pours

Top down with the cooler in the middle

Post-Chorus

Ay ay ay

Pass me a cold one

Ay ay ay

Bridge

Cracked the glass

Turned the key

Left the stress

Left the town

Just her and me and the wide open road

Chorus

Top down with the cooler in the middle

Cooler in the middle

Sun setting on the blue bonnet fields

Watching how she feels

Yeah I am falling for the way she pours

Top down with the cooler in the middle

Post-Chorus

Ay ay ay

Pass me a cold one

Ay ay ay