Intro
She, she really loves simple things
Can t afford no diamond rings
And wouldn t wear em if she could
She, she hits me like a cool summer rain
Then she s gone on the wind
I can hear her whisper in the wood
I can hear the ocean when I look into her eyes
My heart is swept away like a paper boat on the tide
Iâm destined to run aground
With her by my side
Together we ll wake up to a watercolor sunrise
Tap the beat on the guitar
She, she s been running in the rain
She s like whiskey on my brain
She makes me feel so high
She, she s got holes in her stockings
Now she s up and unlocking the door for me
No one really knows where she s from
She comes and she goes
Like a watercolor bleeds and runs away
What am I afraid of?
Here she comes
She, she really loves simple things
Can t afford no diamond rings
And wouldnât wear them if she could
She, she s got holes in her stockings
Now she s on the back porch rocking
The baby to sleep
