Take me back to the muddy water,. Where the bull and the cow don't bother.. Pick up a girl I know won't holler.. Head out of town, watch the sun go down..
She was workin' a summer job. Sellin' t-shirts towels and sunblock. A Midwest girl who couldn't live without the beach. I was a local boy who worked next door.
I drink coffee in the morning. As she slams the bedroom door. She had enough of me. She sure did let me know. Oh the silence spoke out loud and clear.
It's gonna be a long hot summer. The heat's gonna come for sure. Makin' you love me might take longer. But down here everythin' is slow. Sheets are blowin' on the clothes line.