歌手:Brantley Gilbert
专辑:《A Modern Day Prodigal Son》

作词 : Gilbert, Brantley Keith
作曲 : Gilbert, Brantley Keith
She comes home late at night
Kicks her high-heels off and sighs
And lays down on the bed
She said it's been a long day at work
I couldn't wait till I got home
Just to be with you again
Lord, I love just to watch her sleeping
Yeah, I just pull the covers up
And wonder what she's dreaming
When she's wrapped up with her T-shirt on
Got the lights turned way down low
Radio's got her favorite song on
And, man, she's singing right along, oh
Let your hair down, baby, let it fall
Rip the phone cord out the wall
Whisper love you while drifting off again
Whenever we're alone, yeah
I took her out last Friday night
Let her dance under neon lights
And that girl, she's turning heads
Stranger's eyes right on my girl
I can't blame him, man, she's beautiful
She's coming home with me
And Lord, her beauty, it's hard to hide
I'm counting my blessings every night
Mmm
When she's wrapped up with her T-shirt on
Got the lights turned way down low
Radio's got her favorite song on
And, man, she's singing right along, oh
Let your hair down, baby, let it fall
Rip the phone cord out the wall
Whisper love you while drifting off again
Whenever we're alone, whenever we're alone
When she's wrapped up with her T-shirt on
Got the lights turned way down low
Radio's got her favorite song on
And, man, she's singing right along, oh
Let your hair down, baby, let it fall
Rip the phone cord out the wall
Whisper love you while your drifting off
Whenever we're alone