You remind me of a Sunday Back home in old Kentucky
With the church choirs just beltin' to the pines
And I love you like the mountains Love the way the mornin' opens
To a soft and bright greetin' from the sun
* So if it'd make you stay I wouldn't act so angry all the time
I wouldn't keep it all inside and I'd let you know how much I loved you every day
So, darlin' will you stay right here and shake this frost off of my bones
Well, I used to ride a mustang And I'd run that thing on high hopes
'Til they raised the price of dreams so high I couldn't pay
So I let that car just sit there when I should've took you drivin'
windows down, while the music played
So darlin' will you stay right here and shake this frost off of my bones
