Baptist Girls

Blonde as a meadow

Where the blackbirds fly,

Warm as a church bus

On a Sunday in July;

She says I just don't know

And flips the hair out of her eyes,

And sends you a message

Where hearts dot all the i's.

There's a choir loft 'neath the trestle

Where the river sings a hymn,

We can wade there through the shallows

Where the sun perch swim;

If you give me your hand

And tell me again

That you love me that you love me

That you love me more than him.

Baptist girls remember me in your prayers,

I'm what becomes of the boys that stop and stare.

Baptist girls y'know life is so unfair --

You always want to go home when you're already there.

Will your mama let you dance,

Then won't you dance with me;

I brought you this corsage

With the fireflies in the trees;

And we can stay all summer long

'Til we hear the locust sing;

'Til the tree where we carved our names

Grows a hundred rings.

Baptist girls remember me in your prayers,

I'm what becomes of the boys that stop and stare.

Baptist girls you know that life is so unfair --

I always want to go home when I'm already there.