Alabama Haint Songtext

Ruined my favorite pair of jeans
Never looked up love
I was in soil, on hands and knees
Covered in Foxglove
I seen 'em bow down when you sing
I heard the wind run
I saw your sundress start to cling
Color me turned on

I remember hoping you were everything
You were like lightning
You were the turn of the century
You were the reason, in hindsight
I woke up
Now whenever you're around
I'm seeing you but I can't
You're an Alabama Haint

My porch roof paint's blue
In a way
We're more or less through
In a way

Maybe hearsay's not a rumor
I can't stay, wish I'd left sooner
Dismayed I'm a later bloomer
Still, hey, I root for my future

I get interviewed by a friend
They wanna know how it ended
They wanna quiz me:
Is this irreversible loss?
Are you gone?
Are you not?

I remember hoping you were everything
You were like lightning
You were the turn of the century
You were the reason, in hindsight
I woke up
Now whenever you're around
I'm seeing you but I can't
You're an Alabama Haint

My porch roof paint's blue
In a way
In a way
In a way
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