Slow

Slow... like a Carolina sunset
Like molasses dripping on cornbread
Like the hot steam rising from a creek bed
Slow... We’re gonna take it slow

Like sun tea brewin’ on the back patio
An old John Deere rolling down a corn row
Or a Sunday drive down a dirt road
Slow... We’re gonna take it slow

No need to rush we’ve got no place to go
Don’t worry baby cuz we’re...
We’re gonna take it, we’re gonna take it slow
We’re gonna take it slow

Like a long swim in a deep southern drawl
Or the heat from a summertime sidewalk
Like a Friday at work watching the time crawl

An echo ringing across the Grand Canyon
The way a bonfire turns into ashes
Like our shadows in the moon when we’re dancin’
Slow... We’re gonna take it slow

Girl just let your inhibitions go
Don’t worry baby cuz we’re...
We’re gonna take it, we’re gonna take it slow
Slow... We’re gonna take it slow

Like your long hair floating in the summer breeze
The two of us swaying on the front porch swing
Like the clock ticks until you’re next to me…