Album: Frankie Ballard (2011)

Grandpa's Farm

It's gonna be a long hot summer,
The heats gonna come for sure
Makin you love me might take longer, down here everything is slow
Sheets are blowin on the closeline,
Honeysuckle make ya smell real sweet
They way they feel when you lay down on em, ya can't get from no machine

Well I know you come down every season,
to waste time on your grandpa's farm
Ain't tryin to talk you outta leavin,
a little sun won't do no harm

So go ahead and put your summer dress on,
the sky's bright and the water's fine
and if you don't feel like swimmin,
we'll find a bank and wet a line
Cause I know up in the city,
Ain't no space to run around in
Down here we got dirt streets your bare feet can't help but settle down in

Well I know you come down every season,
to waste time on your grandpa's farm
Ain't tryin to talk you outta leavin,
a little sun won't do no harm

Well I know you come down every season,
to waste time on your grandpa's farm
Ain't tryin to talk you outta leavin,
a little sun won't do no harm

Well I'll show you around if you come outside,
ain't no need in hidin yourself anyhow
I'll show you around if you come outside,
ain't no need in hidin yourself anyhow

Well I know you come down every season,
to waste time on your grandpa's farm
Ain't tryin to talk you outta leavin,
a little sun won't do no harm

show you around if you come outside,
ain't no need in hidin yourself anyhow
I'll show you around if you come outside,
ain't no need in hidin yourself anyhow