Frankie Ballard - Grandpa's Farm Lyrics

from:  Frankie Ballard

It's gonna be a long hot summer,
The heat's gonna come for sure
Makin' you love me might take longer,
Down here everything is slow.
Sheets are blowin' on the clothes line,
Honeysuckle make you smell so sweet
The way they feel when you lay down on 'em,
You 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 'round in
Down here we got dirt streets
Your bare feet can't help but to 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.
Well I'll show you around if you come outside,
Ain't no need in hidin' yourself.

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.

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