She's got an old dog, it don't like me much
That thing starts to bark his head off every time we touch
Sittin' on the porch, listenin' to the radio
We sing every single song we know
Even the ones we don't
When she moves a little closer she puts her hand in mine
Oh what I wouldn't give just to stop the hands of time
She's got long blonde hair and big blue eyes
I got all I ever need when that girl is by my side
Everything I love is there inside
A little brick house on the Oklahoma-Texas Line
She's got a part time job, at the Tastee-freeze
She took the weekend off to spend a little bit of time with me
I got an old car, we drove to the edge of town
We stopped by Old Man Millers' farm
Just to watch the world spin around
And she moves a little closer, she puts her lips to mine
Ain't it funny how the good Lord out does himself sometimes
Chorus
Everything I love is there inside a
Little brick house with a black top drive
A big oak tree, names carved in the side
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