Sweet Tracks

(hmmm, yeah,

mmm)

Rusty swings and a gravel road Still got the story that we

never told

Running through

the Georgia pines

Waiting on a better sign (hmmm)

And

we're driving slow, where the rivers run

Two different worlds under the same sweet sun Yeah,

you got my heart on a wire Caught between the clay and

the fire (oh yeah,

sweet sun)

Dusty boots on a hardwood floor

I don't wanna walk away

no more

Your sweet southern drawl is sweet like rain

Washing out the old-time pain

And we're driving slow,

where the rivers run

Two different worlds under the same sweet sun Yeah,

you got my heart on a wire Caught between the clay and

the fire (oh-oh,

on a wire)

Caught between the clay and the fire

Yeah,

mmm

(clay and the fire,

yeah)