If you headed west on 84, you're in her drivewaySo greet you with a welcome backA cotton field and a winter bond bouquetSinking summer suns, her porch lightIt's so bright I look awayMac Davis playing on my stereoBrings a smile to my faceGod, I miss this placeTake me home where the air is dryAnd the cotton in the winter we'd grow knee-highI tell you, friend, I ain't seen a prettier sunset skyA little windy, but I don't mindA little breeze through my hair suits me just fineAnd you ought to see them stars burn at nightOh, yeahFeeling low from the road, time to head back homeNothing like a little bit of loving to get me highShe's quite an artsy ladyShe gave birth to rock and rollHit me as to where her heart's atShe tell you she got country in her soulAnd you can hear her singing on BroadwayOr down in the deep hallIt goes to Buddy HollyStill alive and singing this songTake me home where the air is dryAnd the cotton in the winter we'd grow knee-highI tell you, friend, I ain't seen a prettier sunset skyA little windy, but I don't mindA little breeze through my hair suits me just fineAnd you ought to see them stars burn at nightFeeling low from the road, time to head back homeNothing like a little bit of loving to get me highFarmers working hard all weekBreaking their backSending prayers to an autumn harvest moonAnd on Saturdays they paint that townScorching the skyScarlet and blackOff of 19th Street down the wayThe lights are blueMy heart's a Hong Kong chocolate shopThese little lights are meVery sexyJust like I'm not thankfulIt was the dreamOh, babySee her in the funBut, heyPretty coolAm I eraseable, too chasedFrom some crazyI just got herMeans, I'm etrBut I'm aliveDid you ever don't give a damnIn the low on the road, time to head back homeThe friendliest place I've ever knownNothing like a little bit of love to get me downAnd you got me where we goYou're only getting me downWhen the air starts to let us downDon't take me home when the air gets dryYou're talking everywhere we goI tell your friend I ain't seen a prettier sunset skyA little windy, but I don't mindThey freeze through my hair, suits me just fineY'all see them stars burning outDon't take me home when the air is dryAnd if I'm in the winter, we'd grow the eyeI tell your friend I ain't seen a prettier sunset skyI tell your friend I ain't seen a prettier sunset skyI tell your friend I ain't seen a prettier sunset skyI tell your friend I ain't seen a prettier sunset sky